Luo Ning took the iron rod and slashed at the neck, arms, calves, and joints, with little strength but fast speed, and she quickly fell to the ground with the trick of injuring the enemy and injuring herself eight hundred.

Zhong Chuhao was also under her unwindable protection, picked up a wooden stick and hit people three ways to help; Luo Ning solved one or two of the gangsters.

"Ning Ning! How are you?! ”

Zhong Chuhao threw down the wooden stick and ran over to support Luo Ning's body in distress, looking at the injury on her face, tears flowed down her eyes.

"To be clear, I don't like Han Chubin, I'm a person with a fiancé, I don't know who made the rumors, and I don't mind who is so boring, but at least please have a brain, you can believe whatever others say, are you still a three-year-old child!"

Luo Ning threw down the iron rod, and after sneering, he let Zhong Chuhao help him out.

"Sister Du......"

Wang Miao wanted to say something and stopped looking at Du Yaling with a blue face.

"Waste?! It's all a bunch of rubbish?! ”

Du Yaling gritted her teeth and looked at the gangsters who fell to the ground and screamed.

It's all a bunch of rubbish! You can't even beat two students! Rubbish!! And Lin Na, that slut, dared to lie and deceive her, then don't blame her!

Du Yaling looked at the front with a fierce gaze, she would not let go of Bai Luoning and Lin Na, the two sluts!

……

Back at home, Zhong Chuhao helped Luo Ning to sit in the living room, wiped his tears and found the medicine box to rub Luo Ning's medicine.

When I beat someone, I just focused on beating people, I didn't have time to feel it, and now the fight is over, even if it's winter, and the clothes are quite thick, but the stick hitting her body is very painful, and she can't even move her fingers in pain, but she can't show it yet.

The people in front of her were about to cry into tears, how could she dare to show that she was in pain, it was really painful and happy.

"I don't hurt, don't cry, good."

Luo Ning endured the pain in his body and reached out to wipe his tears.

"I... Neither do I... Don't want to cry, it's not... It's not forbearance... Can't help it..."

Zhong Chuhao was out of breath crying, looking at the blue and purple on her body, and the tears did not stop.

"Okay, look, I'm fine, don't cry."

Luo Ning didn't have any problems with this villain, Luo Ning was afraid that he would cry and hurt his body, so he had to stand up and turn around twice in front of him with the pain in his body.

"Sit down! Don't move, I'm not crying. ”

Zhong Chuhao was so frightened that he hurriedly pressed her on the sofa, raised his arm, and directly slammed his face with his sleeve, and wiped his little face red in three or two strokes, and the thin skin began to ooze blood.

"Stupid."

Luo Ning hugged him to his lap in distress, and his fingers, which had been injured and swollen into small radishes, gently brushed his face.

Gentle in the arms, no matter how serious the injury is, it is nothing.

"Put me down?! Your hurt ......"

"Don't move, let me hold for a while."

Zhong Chuhao wanted to struggle to stand up, but Luo Ning pressed his strength too much, and he didn't dare to break free forcefully, for fear of touching her injury, so he had to sit gently in her arms, standing on the ground with his legs supporting his weight.

"The medicine hasn't been wiped yet."

After a while, she didn't see her let go of herself, so Zhong Chuhao had no choice but to hold the potion and weakly hold it in front of her.

"Let's go, go back to the room and wipe the medicine."

"Put me down! Put me down......"

Princess Luo Ning stood up with him in her arms, struggled despite his objections, and walked towards the bedroom.