Bo Huan withdrew his hand, glanced down at his numb hand, and frowned.

I've been busy lately, and I haven't had time to trim my nails.

She used ten percent of her strength just now, and her nails were broken several times, and blood was faintly oozing out.

"Bo Huan, beat Weiwei in front of me, I think you're tired of it."

Bo Mu was the first to react, staring at Bo Huan viciously, grabbing the bag in her hand and wanting to rush forward to beat someone.

Bo Huan's eyes were quick, he took a step back to avoid the attacking bag, and raised his hand to grab it.

"You still dare to fight back!"

Bo Mu's face turned pale with anger, and she tried hard to pull the bag back, but Bo Huan deliberately held on to it.

"I dare to fight back, it's not the first day you've seen you." Bo Huan sneered.

"You little ......"

Bo Mu dragged the bag with one hand, and raised the other hand to beat Bo Huan.

Before he could speak, Bo Huan slapped him and let go of his hand by the way.

Bo Mu didn't expect that her brain was dazed for a while, her body lost her center of gravity, grabbed the bag and took a few steps back, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahh

Hundreds of thousands of haute couture skirts are gone.

Bo Mu collapsed like a crazy woman!

"Mom, are you alright?" Bo Xuewei covered half of her swollen face to help people, and stared at Bo Huan coldly: "You dare to beat my mother!" ”

"If your dad is here, I will be able to do it!"

Bo Huan lightly hooked his lips, sorted out his clothes, and turned around with his bag to leave.

Staring at Bo Huan's back, Bo Xuewei's eyes were cold, she grabbed the flower pot on the side and smashed it at her.

Hearing the footsteps, Bo Huan turned his head, but it was too late to dodge.

Seeing that the flower pot was about to fall on his head, Bo Huan's eyes were cold, and his blood coagulated.

Suddenly, a powerful force hit his hand, and his whole body was directly dragged over.

Stumbling, she fell into a familiar warm embrace.

It's Mu Hanshen!

The sound of breaking in his ears made Bo Huan instantly regain his senses and slowly raise his eyes.

Mu Han stared at her with a gloomy face and a solemn expression.

The man held her face in both hands and examined her carefully to make sure she was not injured before he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the anger in the eyes is getting more and more intense!

"If you're not by your side for a moment, you're almost hurt." Mu Han's indulgent tone was mixed with anger, and he was about to burst: "Huanhuan, you are really not well-behaved!" ”

Bo Huan pursed his pink lips, and then saw the flower pots on the ground, and his pale face was speechless.

If Mu Hanshen hadn't appeared in time just now, it would not be a vase lying on the ground now, it should be her head!

"Scared?" Staring at Bo Huan's pale face, Mu Hanshen's face turned a little colder.

Leaned over and gently qoped on her forehead, and softly reassured: "It's okay!" ”

The sudden warmth made Bo Huan unload the thorns all over his body, and he couldn't help but squeeze a little into his arms, his eyes were slightly red, and he whispered his name.

"Mu Han Shen ......"

The strength that he pretended to be just now was gone in front of Mu Hanshen at this moment.

There is no mother to protect her, but there is still Mu Hanshen!

Mu Hanshen's fingertips slid across the corners of her eyes, and she lightly hooked her lips: "Wait for me next to you!" ”

After speaking, the dark eyes of the yin owl swept towards the two women on the side.

The moment he raised his eyes, the frost was dense, like a rakshasa that demanded human life, making people feel cold.

Seeing the man who suddenly appeared, Bo Xuewei and Bo Mu were stunned for a moment.

Especially Bo Xuewei, her face turned pale with fright.

She had seen the side face of the mysterious man, and the man in front of her was the man in the photo, who was Bo Huan's backstage.

Zhao Xue's death must be inseparable from him!

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