Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hands-on

Sun Yan's eyes were angry, her body trembled with anger, and her mouth seemed to be brewing some words.

After shaking off Jiang Ciyue's hand: "Jiang Ciyue, you can say that the Sun family is not you."

Jiang Ciyue pinched her chin with one hand and said, there was some carelessness in her words: "Oh? Miss Sun means that only you can say to others, not others, right?"

As soon as Jiang Ciyue's words fell, before Sun Yan could speak, Si Xiaoye preemptively said it, Si Xiaoye was a little anxious, and his tone was angry and unsatisfactory.

"Who do you think you are, let me tell you, if you don't let Ciyue say it, the old lady will say it, and she will say something that will anger you, ugly bastard!"

Sun Yan didn't care about other things in the past, the only thing she cared about was Lu Zejin and her own appearance, Sun Yan herself thought that her appearance was alluring to the country and the city, exquisite, others saw it, they all fell under their beauty, Si Xiaoye dared to say that she was an "ugly eight woman", this account was recorded.

Sun Yan didn't care about anything, used all her strength, hit Si Xiaoye, and when she slapped down, there was a "pop" sound.

Sun Yan might as well Jiang Ciyue would slap Si Xiaoye at the moment, and it happened to hit Jiang Ciyue's face, Jiang Ciyue's face instantly turned red, and Sun Yan's slap mark was still left on her face, Jiang Ciyue's expression became very painful, and she covered the other face that was beaten.

Si Xiaoye was immediately dumbfounded, he was stunned for a while and came back to his senses, and immediately helped Jiang Ciyue, his face was full of panic, and he didn't know what to say.

"Resignation! Resignation! What are you doing for me? You're so stupid! ”

Jiang Ciyue's brain was a little stunned by Sun Yan's beating, and it was difficult to come back to her senses, and her eyes were staring at one place directly, without blinking!

Si Xiaoyejiang didn't say a word for a long time, didn't move for a while, his heart was very anxious, the panic on his face and anxiety were not at all like the usual lively girl.

Si Xiaoye shook Jiang Ciyue, hoping that she could sober up.

Jiang Ciyue was distracted, her eyes blinked, and she immediately looked at Si Xiaoye, scanning her whole body, her eyes were worried, and her words were also anxious: "Xiaoye, are you okay, have you been hurt there?"

Si Xiaoye's heart felt a warm current flowing towards him, his heart became warm, and the expression on his face became a little gentle.

Obviously, I was beaten, but I still worried about myself first, I was too stupid, how can this reassure me.

"I'm fine, but you, what are you doing for me?"

Jiang Ciyue shook her head, her face a little pale.

"You're my friend, how can I let someone touch you."

Si Xiaoye held back his tears, his face became stern, and his eyes looked at Sun Yan with this murderous aura.

Si Xiaoye roared angrily: "Sun, Yan, you can't get over this sincerity, right?"

Sun Yan smiled and mocked: "This is what you owe me, and it is an honor for me to beat you."

Si Xiaoye clenched his fist with his other hand, and swung it towards Sun Yan with a slap.

"Smack-" sounded.

Si Xiaoye is the kind of female man's character, and her hands are naturally much heavier than Sun Yan's, the eldest lady, and with a slap, Sun Yan's face is redder than Jiang Ciyue, and there is a looming swelling.

"Sun Yan, this slap is returned to you, and you dare to move Jiang Ciyue if you want it in the future, Lao Tzu will unscrew your heavenly spirit cover, if you don't believe it, why don't you try it later."

After Si Xiaoye finished speaking, he left here with Jiang Ciyue.