Although he was verbally molested, Wang Wan didn't want Tie Rou to know at all, otherwise wouldn't this person be dead?

Wang Wan looked at the person she bumped into, who was one or two years older than her, and he was quite handsome, but with Wen Ruixiu's comparison, he could barely see it, and those bright eyes, with a hint of ridicule and provocation, were looking at her ambiguously.

Wang Wan lowered her voice and wanted to calm things down: "I didn't mean to bump into you, I apologize to you, I'm sorry." ”

Han Fei dodged and blocked her way away, his eyes fell on her face playfully, and his low voice looked a little strange because of the voice change period: "Apologize and it's over?" You can hit my chest hurt, why don't you rub it? So saying, he went and grabbed her hand.

Wang Wan put her hands behind her back, even so, she wanted to save his life, so she warned him seriously: "You better let me go, otherwise you will regret it." ”

The beautiful and feminine girl looked serious, which did not make Han Fei feel dangerous, but felt funny, as if there was a feather scratching on his heart, and he felt unbearable.

"Yo, do you feel sorry for your master so soon?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Wang Wan's face in a daze, but Wang Wan slapped it off.

Han Fei was not annoyed, but smiled, and smiled at the little guy who followed him: "It's quite spicy? The master likes spicy girls. ”

"Girls who like spicy food?" The voice was a little cold.

"I like it!" Han Fei, who got carried away, said smoothly, only Wang Wan's beautiful little face was in his eyes, and leaned forward with a shy face: "Come, hit this, hit here, you will suffer it...... Yes! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp pain came from his back.

The lewd smile on Han Fei's face suddenly distorted, and the anger in his heart was together, and he turned around suddenly, and met the gaze of the Tie Rou Yin Owl.

Han Fei dared to flirt with a girl on the crowded street so blatantly, and he also had the confidence. His father, Han Guangcheng, was the governor of Liaobei in Musha City, in charge of the 30,000 troops stationed on the frontier.

Han Guangcheng's three generations of single transmission, in his generation, there is only one son of Han Fei, who is treated by Han Fei's grandmother as the root of life, and he wants the stars not to give the moon, and he spoils a little overlord when he is petted.

Han Guangcheng is still a little upright, but can he be honest with his mother? Every time he wanted to take care of his son, Han Fei hid behind the old lady, and the old lady glared at her son, and Han Guangcheng had no way at all.

Han Fei grew so big, even his father had never beaten him like this, his eyes immediately turned red with anger, and when he saw that Tie Rou's head was smaller than him, he immediately rushed forward desperately.

"Master fought with you today!"

Tie Rou sneered and said disdainfully: "It's up to you? She easily blocked Han Fei's fist and unceremoniously punched him in the face, eliciting his wails like killing pigs.

The voice was so fierce that Wang Wan sympathized with him.

Compared with Tie Rou, Han Fei's popularity doesn't seem to be very good, he has been beaten like that, and the little guy who came with him didn't rush to rescue him, which shows that he is not very good at life.

The little guy cried on the side and wiped away his tears: "Young master, young master, hold on!" ”

Young master, he's like this, you still haven't come to save him!