Fu Xingzhi ignored Fu Da, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, sped up and walked to Qiao Wan's side, put his hands in his suit pants, and looked at the girl with a weak face.

When he saw Qiao Wan's red eyes, the man who had always been afraid of death finally knew that he was panicking, and subconsciously grabbed her hand.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing him ask himself without a face, Qiao Wan frowned, shook his hand away, and walked forward at a faster speed.

Fu Xingzhi's face became even more ugly, he chased after her, and held her petite body in his arms with both hands, put his thin and cool lips to her ear, and whispered: "I know it's wrong, it's okay to beat me and scold me, just don't be angry with me." If you don't talk to me, I feel like you don't love me anymore! ”

Qiao Wan was forced to stop and turned to look at the man in front of her.

When he saw the wound on his face, he suddenly raised his eyes, and pressed his fingers his bruises.

"Jojo—"

Such pain came suddenly, Fu Xingzhi exhaled directly, and his face was hot and painful.

Hearing him cry out in pain, Qiao Wan stared at him coldly and asked expressionlessly, "Does it hurt?" ”

It hurts Lao Tzu to death!

Fu Xingzhi didn't know whether she was angry or distressed about him, so he didn't dare to speak out for a while.

"It doesn't hurt!"

Fu Xingzhi smiled indifferently, raised his hand and wanted to touch Qiao Wan's face, but before he could touch the girl's face, he was slapped away by Qiao Wan with a cold face.

Then push him away and keep walking.

Fu Xingzhi looked dazed, frowned and followed behind, and asked cautiously in a soft voice: "I won't fight next time, okay?" Or is it because I hit Gu Nanxun, are you angry for him? ”

At the mention of this, Fu Xingzhi's gaze suddenly turned cold.

The moment he listened to Fu Xing's words, Qiao Wan also suddenly stopped, and looked at him with red eyes: "I feel sorry for Gu Nanxun? ”

was yelled at by Qiao Wan like this, Fu Xingzhi's next words suddenly choked, and he stared at Qiao Wan with a slight heart: "I didn't mean that......"

"Why are you always so impulsive? When you fought with Gu Nanxun, weren't you injured as well? Qiao said in one breath: "Fu Xingzhi, I love you, no matter what others say, I love you, do you need to reason with others?" ”

"Now I'm fighting, and I'm coming back with a wound." The more Qiao Wan spoke, the more angry she became, "Tomorrow will be there for grandpa, how are you going to explain to grandpa, and honestly tell him that you and Gu Nanxun fought?" What will he think of you?"

Hearing Qiao Wan's words, Fu Xingzhi was stunned in place.

He didn't think about it!

He only promised the old man in the morning that he wanted to give Qiaoqiao a stable life, and such a thing happened at night.

Fu Xingzhi pursed his thin lips lightly, his dark and deep eyes were full of unhappiness, his brows were twisted, and he said in a low voice: "Qiaoqiao, he touched you in front of me, you let me bear it?" I can't take it! ”

Staring at his decadent face and pale face, Qiao Wan lowered his head weakly and complained in a low voice: "Always so impulsive!" But isn't it still me who hurts every time I get hurt? ”

Hearing Qiao Wan say that he felt sorry for himself, Fu Xingzhi climbed down the pole, pulled her into his arms and hugged her carefully, his chin lightly pressed against her forehead, and said softly: "I'm angry because I'm hurt, not because I hit Gu Nanxun?" ”

The more I think about it, the better Fu Xingzhi's mood becomes!

"You can't hit anyone!" Qiao Wan didn't struggle anymore, let him hold him, a little tired: "Can you control your temper in the future?!" ”