Han Qi lowered his little head and seemed to think about it very seriously: "Niangniang, have you ever heard of a sentence called slapping and giving a sweet date." ”

This sentence is widely spread in the Six Realms, and Yingluo naturally knows it.

Seeing her nodding, Han Qi continued: "So, you find someone to beat the king." When he is covered in bruises, you show up again, take him to the hospital, care for him in every way, and take care of him. Over time, he will surely develop a love for you. ”

Yingluo: "......"

What a broken idea.

"Look, mother." Han Qi took out a mobile phone out of nowhere, flipped to the hottest love story, and handed it to Yingluo.

That's a self-description -

I'm an ordinary student, but the male god is the school's school grass. Originally, we would never have crossed paths in our lives, but one day, the male god was suddenly beaten, and I took a cotton swab and alcohol to treat his wounds, and after that, we were together.

He will never know that the people who beat him were hired by me.

……

After reading this story, Yingluo frowned, faintly moved.

Han Zhu struck while the iron was hot and continued to fool her: "Niangniang, it's better to act than to move, the opportunity must not be lost, and it will not come again." ”

"Okay!" Yingluo slapped her thigh and decisively accepted the offer.

She walked to the side of the street and found a bunch of thugs. After negotiating the price, with them, crouched on the way for Jinyu to go home.

It's just winter, and there is no snow in the south, and the air is humid and cold. Yingluo was not used to this kind of weather, so she sneezed and wiped her nose.

"Are you talking about him?" The gangster leader poked Yingluo's shoulder with an iron rod and asked.

Yingluo hurriedly raised her head, stretched her neck from the corner of the wall, and looked outside.

The young man has picturesque eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a small mole at the end of his eyes, which is very charming.

He wore a simple black sweatshirt with no expression on his face, headphones stuffed in his ears, and the long headphone cord went all the way down into the pocket of the sweater.

Yingluo looked at him quietly, her eyes trembling slightly.

This is the Jinyu she cares about.

The only thing that is different is the hair.

The long-haired Jinyu is noble and cold, and the short-haired Jinyu has a little more fireworks.

"Hey, is that him?" The gangster leader pushed Yingluo, who was in a daze, and asked repeatedly.

"Hmm." Yingluo came back to her senses, but she was still not very worried, so she instructed the gangsters: "Try to be as light as possible, don't hit him in the face." ”

"Understood." The thugs nodded, and walked out with iron bars and maces.

Yingluo continued to crouch in the corner, clutching the prepared gauze and potion, and staring directly at the situation outside.

I saw that the gangsters blocked Jin Yu's way, and roared viciously: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to live from now on, leave to buy road money!" ”

The corners of Yingluo's mouth twitched twice uncomfortably, could this be the legendary Renaissance?

After hearing their words, Jinyu, who was originally expressionless, took off her headphones and let out a chuckle.

Yingluo couldn't bear to look directly at her eyes.

Look, it's not rigorous at all, and it makes Jinyu laugh.

However, in the next second, a series of screams rang out, Yingluo was a little dazed, took away the hand covering her eyes, and when she looked over, the gang of thugs were all lying on the ground, and their faces were beaten to a bruise and a purple.

The corners of Yingluo's mouth twitched even more.

This script doesn't seem right......

Suddenly there was an extra pair of feet in front of her, Yingluo's gaze slowly moved up, and what caught her eye was Jinyu's extremely demonic face.

He was rubbing his fingers, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, which was sultry and moving.