Chapter 1435: The Great God of Ning is Angry (5)

Tang Xiaochi beat up a person, the depression in his heart dissipated, he looked up and saw Ning Yuan, first reflexively weak, and then aggrieved, she pulled Ning Yuan's sleeve and pointed at Li Xing: "Great god, he let people arrest me in, and he dragged my hair, causing me to be splashed with wine......"

Ning Yuan pulled her up from the ground and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe her face.

It was the depths of winter at the moment, Tang Xiaochi was wearing a thick down jacket when he went out, and he was completely wet from the wine, Ning Yuan simply took off her coat, took off her forehead coat, and draped it over her.

Tang Xiaochi saw that he was only wearing a white shirt and sniffled: "Great God, aren't you cold?" ”

Ning Yuan ignored her, wiped her face and wiped her hair again, he wiped it very carefully and patiently, and in this process, none of the people in the box dared to run.

It's really that this man's momentum is too strong, like a knife in the throat, giving people a feeling that they will die if they make a rash move.

Even the woman who was beaten on the ground didn't dare to cry.

Finally cleaned up Tang Xiaochi, Ning Yuan lifted the hot pot ingredients on the table and gave it to her, and the tone of his mouth fell straight to the ice slag: "Go outside and wait for me!" ”

Tang Xiaochi was a little scared after coming back to her senses, looking at Ning Yuan's handsome face, her blue eyes seemed to be flashing with cold light in the dark, she swept around the twenty-third person in the box, pulled his sleeve, and whispered: "Great God, it's the New Year, I'm pregnant again, my brother is a policeman again, accumulate some virtue, don't kill people......"

The essence of Miss Tang and Ning Yuan is ultimately different.

Ning Yuan stared at her with blue eyes, and saw Tang Xiaochi looking at her with an uneasy expression, as if he was afraid that he would kill all the people inside in anger.

He nodded reluctantly: "You go to the next box and wait for me." ”

Tang Xiaochi knew that Ning Yuan didn't like her indecision very much, so he hugged the hot pot material, put on Ning Yuan's coat, and ran out obediently.

As soon as she closed the door, a woman's screams rang out from the box.

Tang Xiaochi felt a chill down his spine, covered his ears with one hand and hurriedly ran into the box next door, he had a good time, but he was messed up by this mistake.

Tang Xiaochi didn't dare to think about the violent situation next door, she held the hot pot soup in her hand, spicy, the soup was very light, and it was very fragrant, she rubbed her nose, and her heart was warm and sweet at this moment.

I don't know when Ning Yuan will start to care about what she likes to eat and wear, this cold god suddenly has a worldly fireworks, it seems that it should be gratifying.

She took out the pot, lit the fire and boiled slowly, adding ingredients while cooking, and intimately arranged the two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, put them in the bowl when they were cooked, and waited for the great god to clean up and come over to eat.

After about ten minutes, Ning Yuan came back.

Ning Dashen's slender and straight legs, which took off his coat, were particularly eye-catching, different from the ascetic and cold arrogance on weekdays, and there was a little more human breath at this time.

Tang Xiaochi flattered him, dragged him to sit on the sofa, picked up the chopsticks, and smiled: "God, you have worked hard, I will feed you......"

Ning Yuan looked at her.

Miss Tang bowed her head weakly, and began to read very sincerely: "I know that I am wrong, I shouldn't be entangled with them, I shouldn't just beat people without waiting for you to come, the consequences of acting impulsively are very serious, I shouldn't be soft-hearted......"

She thought about everything she could think of, all the faults, and read a fine light, and as she spoke, she secretly looked at Ning Yuan with her eyes to see if he showed any signs of anger or discouragement.

That's not good for facial paralysis......

Ning Yuan's face was expressionless all the time, and even the expression in his eyes did not change in the slightest, staring at her motionlessly, thinking about something completely without a trace.