"Die!"

The square-faced man looked at his companion who was kicked away by Han Yanrou, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

He shouted, gritted his teeth and pulled out a dagger, and pounced on Han Yanrou.

Han Yanrou chuckled lightly, and stood in place unmoved, the square-faced man saw this scene, the fierce look on his face was even more vigorous, and there was a trace of bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes, what kind of laws and other things have long been forgotten.

Now he just wants to stab the knife in his hand into the damn woman and vent his anger for his brother!

I saw that at the moment when the cold and shining blade of the knife was about to approach, Han Yanrou's body avoided it like a ghost, and the blade of the knife almost slid against her abdomen, dangerously dangerous, and almost passed by on the verge of death.

At the same time, Han Yanrou was not idle, only to see her turn her palm into a knife, and slap it fiercely on the wrist of the man holding the knife with a fierce wind.

"Click!" A sour sound of a broken bone sounded, accompanied by a terrible scream—

I saw that the knife fell from the square-faced man's hand to the ground, and the man's hand was posing at an exaggerated angle.

Until now, they have only met for a second.

The man's face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, cold sweat came out of his forehead, his whole body was trembling, and he let out "Ho ho!" from his throat. "Ugly sound.

At this point, the three big men all knelt in front of Han Yanrou, and it is estimated that this single touch of porcelain is their most tragic and last!

"There are hands and feet, what is not good, I just want to touch porcelain!" Han Yanrou looked at this scene calmly, threw down a sentence in a cold tone, and got into the car.

Oh yes, before getting in the car, Han Yanrou called an ambulance to the three porcelain bosses, she couldn't get used to it, it didn't mean that she was indifferent and ruthless.

Porsche started silently, bypassing the three miserable porcelain bosses, and went away smoothly and quickly towards the exit.

In the car, the little guy stared at Han Yanrou curiously with extremely clear big eyes, and his eyes didn't blink.

"Yue'er, what's wrong? Looking at mom like this? ”

Sensing Yue'er's gaze next to her, Han Yanrou asked suspiciously.

"Mom, you're Superman, aren't you?" Yue'er tilted her head, revealing a cute look, and asked angrily.

"Superman?" Han Yanrou was stunned and didn't understand.

"Mom, it must be Superman, otherwise those three bad uncles would have been beaten away by Mom at once."

Han Yanrou couldn't help but smile when she heard this, it turned out that the little girl asked about this.

"Mom is not Superman, but Mom knows Chinese kung fu!"

"Huaxia Kung Fu?"

Yue'er leaned her little head, and her little face was unknown, obviously she didn't seem to have any memory of Huaxia Kung Fu in her little head.

However, in her heart, her mother is Superman, otherwise she wouldn't have beaten those three bad uncles all at once.

"Mom, you're Superman! You'll always protect Yue'er, right? ”

"Eh," Han Yanrou was stunned for a moment, seeing that Yue'er insisted that she was a superman, she couldn't deny it for a while, so she had to say: "Yes, my mother is a superman, and she will always protect Yue'er." ”

"Yay, Mom is Superman!"

Yue'er suddenly became elated, dancing on the co-pilot, not to mention how happy.

Han Yanrou glanced at Yue'er with a soft smile, this little guy.

Perhaps, in the minds of every child, whether it is a mother or a father, they are the heroes of the world in their hearts.

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At the beginning of the lanterns, the East China Sea at night is really like a bright pearl standing in the East.

At the end of a busy day, people start to take to the streets, walk with friends, shop, and have fun, or call a large number of fox friends and dogs to come to roadside barbecue stalls and food stalls to drink and eat meat, and release the pressure and fatigue caused by work.

At night, the East China Sea seems to be more lively and prosperous than during the day.

After eating the sumptuous dinner made by Wu's mother, Han Yanrou accompanied the little guy to finish his homework, and then watched the cartoon for more than an hour, and when he saw that the time was nine o'clock in the evening, he went to put water to bathe Yue'er and sleep.

After taking a shower, the little guy was a little excited, pushed open the bathroom door, put on a set of pajamas, and was about to run out with bare feet with wet hair.

Mom bought her a bunch of toys at the mall, as well as Princess Barbie she liked, and when she came out of the shower, she couldn't wait to sleep with Princess Barbie in her arms.

Yue'er was barefoot, smiling and about to step out of the bathroom.

"Yue'er!!"

Han Yanrou suddenly appeared, stopped Yue'er's movements with a straight face, the little guy secretly glanced at Han Yanrou, and the little feet shrank back before they could take a step.

Han Yanrou looked at Yue'er's little appearance and was a little funny, and said, "Yue'er, it's okay to come out, let's put on our socks first, okay?" ”

She was worried that Yue'er would get sick barefoot, and spring was the high incidence of the epidemic, so it would not be good to be sick.

Yue'er didn't refute when she heard this, she was a sensible child, so she naturally knew that her mother was for her own good, so she happily agreed.

Han Yanrou put Yue'er on the sofa and gently and carefully dressed her in socks.

After putting on the socks, the little guy jumped and jumped on the sofa with his favorite Barbie doll, although he was reluctant to interrupt the moon, but the child could not stay up late.

"Yue'er, it's time for us to sleep."

A happy smile stiffened the little guy's pink face, "But, Yue'er hasn't played enough, and she doesn't want to sleep." ”

"It's not that my mother told Yue'er to sleep right away, we can lie on the bed first, and then my mother will tell Yue'er a story and fall asleep slowly."

Yue'er heard her mother say that she wanted to tell a story, and her little face showed an excited expression.

"Okay, Yue'er wants to listen to the story."

Han Yanrou knew that there were no Hans Christian Andersen fairy tales in this world, and even Grimm's fairy tales never appeared.

She casually thought of a story "Little Red Riding Hood" that she often listened to when she was a child, and planned to use this story to lull the little one to sleep.

Back in the bedroom, the little guy climbed into the bed and got into the quilt by himself, covered the quilt, only revealing a cute little face, and looked at Han Yanrou sitting on the edge of the bed with big eyes innocently flickering, waiting to listen to the story.

"Let's tell the story of Little Red Riding Hood today." Han Yanrou gently touched the top of the little guy's head and said.

It may be the first time the little guy has heard of Little Red Riding Hood, his big eyes glow with curiosity, and he leaned towards Han Yanrou's side in order to better listen to the story.

A gentle smile appeared on Han Yanrou's delicate and feminine face, and her soft-spoken voice sounded like gurgling water: "Once upon a time, there was a lovely little girl who liked everyone who saw her, but the one who liked her the most was her grandmother, and she simply gave her whatever she wanted." Once, my grandmother gave the little girl a little red riding hood made of velvet, which was just right to wear on her head. From then on, the girl never wanted to wear any other hats, so everyone called her "Little Red Riding Hood". ”

Listening to the story told by Han Yanrou, Yue'er's little face showed a look of listening carefully, her big eyes flickered, and she was very cute.

One day, my mother said to Little Red Riding Cycle, "Come, Little Red Riding Hood, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine, and send it to Grandma, who is sick and weak, and will be better if she eats these." While it's still dark, let's go. Walk well on the road, don't run, don't leave the road, or you'll fall and your grandmother won't be able to eat anything. When you get to your grandmother's house, don't forget to say 'good morning' and don't look around as soon as you enter the house. ”

Han Yanrou noticed the change in the little guy's mood, and lowered her soft voice gradually, as if with a hypnotic effect.

The little guy listened to it with relish at first, but as the storyline developed, with Han Yanrou's softer and softer voice, the little guy began to fall asleep......

Ten minutes later.

The little guy has already fallen asleep sweetly, and his little mouth is still smashed from time to time, and his small appearance is pleasing.

Han Yanrou showed a doting look on her face, gently pulled the sliding quilt for the little guy, kissed it lightly on his forehead, and quietly exited the bedroom.