487 Acting on the spot
Fu Qingsong sneered, how could he not know that Bai Xiuyun also had an elder brother, I am afraid that it is not a love brother.
"Fu Qingsong, you are persecuting her."
Han Yuebai glared angrily, she trembled, and looked at Bai Xiuyun who was full of fear, and she blamed herself very much.
"Xiuyun, did he force you? You tell me. He must have forced you, right? β
He didn't think Bai Xiuyun would like a madman like him.
"Hmph, Xiuyun and I really love each other, do you still use me?"
"You'd better see where you are."
Fu Qingsong sneered, his eyes were full of frost, what if he forced her?
If the result is good, that's fine.
"Xiuyun, don't be afraid, tell me, did he force you?"
Bai Xiuyun was very embarrassed in her heart, and after weighing it, she still shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Han, Qingsong didn't force me, I volunteered to be with him." β
Brother Han has turned positive, and she doesn't want him to be affected because of herself.
After all, Aunt Han was so good to herself, she couldn't influence him and cause him trouble.
"I don't believe it, Xiuyun, don't be afraid, he can't do anything to you, he must have forced you, I know you, you won't like a man like him."
Han Yuebai still didn't believe it, thinking that Xiuyun's sister must have been threatened.
Fu Qingsong listened very hotly on the side, what does it mean that she won't like people like herself? What kind of person are you?
"Shut up, Xiuyun likes me like this."
Fu Qingsong smashed his fist into Han Yuebai's face, his face was full of unhappiness and momentum, like a group of wolves tearing at their prey.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing Han Yuebai being beaten, Bai Xiuyun looked at Fu Qingsong with disgust, her face full of anger.
Han Yuebai smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at Bai Xiuyun tenderly and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine!" β
Fu Qingsong's fist shook a little, and he was cold at the disgusted gaze of the woman just now, and he felt that all the strength in his body had been drained.
"You blame me?"
Fu Qingsong looked at Bai Xiuyun fixedly, his face gloomy.
Although Bai Xiuyun was afraid, she still stubbornly said: "Who let you beat people indiscriminately!" β
"Brother Han, how are you now?"
"Oh my God! My face is blue! β
After seeing the obvious black blue on Han Yuebai's face and the blood stains on the corners of her lips, Bai Xiuyun was very distressed and regretful, and her dissatisfaction with Fu Qingsong reached its peak.
Bai Xiuyun took out her handkerchief and wanted Han Yuebai to wipe it, but Fu Qingsong took it away forcefully.
"I'm not dead yet!"
Fu Qingsong said with a gloomy face, feeling panicked in his heart, as if he was being held tightly, and he couldn't get angry.
He's not dead yet! These two dared to hook up in front of themselves.
"Fu Qingsong, are you sick!"
This man really doesn't make sense at all, she just handed Brother Han a handkerchief.
"Hehe, sick to me! I'm still very sick, why can't you care about me! β
"You're very good at caring for wild men!"
Fu Qingsong was so angry that he didn't choose to speak, thinking that Bai Lizhu, who thought she was innocent and naΓ―ve, was like this, even she was like this!
I can't help but have a touch of sarcasm on my face.
When Bai Xiuyun heard the last sentence, her face turned pale!
What does he mean?
What did he do with himself?
Bai Xiuyun's heart was very cold, and she felt a throbbing pain.
Anyway, the two of them are acting on the spot, why should she care?
Bai Xiuyun, you are really stupid.