Chapter 8: Clean My Mouth

He just quickly put on pants and shoes after knowing that there was someone outside the door, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to bully his person after such a while.

"Ah...... Pain and pain...... Let go...... Let go of ...... Let go. ”

There was a sharp pain in his wrist, and Lin Dayong's expression was distorted, and even the green tendons in his neck bulged.

A trace of disgust flashed in Zhuang Yue's eyes, and he threw him to the side, his eyes were indifferent but revealing a chill: "Clean your mouth for me." ”

"Who the hell are you? Dare to do it with Lao Tzu, believe it or not......"

Lin Dayong only cared about the pain before, and he didn't have time to see the person in front of him clearly, and as soon as he regained his freedom, he immediately became fierce.

It's just that his fierce external strength and middle strength came to an abrupt end under the cold eyes of the gloomy man in front of him.

And Yang Xuan, Lin Xiaoyu, and the other three girls were stunned and didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

They only knew that there was a man in the room, but they never thought that it would be such a graceful man.

The posture is tall, the skin is fair, the facial features are handsome, and the expression is indifferent, just like the handsome boy who holds a scroll in his hand and stands in the wind with his negative hand.

If it weren't for the dark green camouflage uniform with a chilling momentum on his body, as well as the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes, he would not have been able to connect such a handsome boy with a soldier.

When they met his black eyes, which were as vast as the sky, it was as if someone had choked their necks, and they couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Although he had only been to Kyoto twice and had not seen much of the world, Yang Xuan also realized in an instant that this man's identity must be unusual.

It's just that......

He glanced gloomily at Lin Zhaodi, who slowly moved out from behind the man, and his face was a few ugly.

If she was looking for an old and ugly man, he could still say that she was self-depraved and self-aware.

But she found a man who was much stronger than herself in all aspects, which is equivalent to her dumping herself, where does this leave his face?

Don't think about it, once the news gets out, tomorrow everyone in the school will look at them like pitiful worms.

Lin Xiaoyu never thought that the man hiding behind Lin Zhaodi would be so good-looking.

She doesn't know what temperament is, she only knows that this noble and handsome man who even has a side face that can hold her breath makes her blush and heartbeat.

Could it be that this is what grandma said, the noble sons of those wealthy and powerful families during the Republic of China?

Zhuang Yue's expression swept lightly over the faces of the few people gathered at the door, with a hint of majesty between his eyebrows.

"I was chasing a fugitive and accidentally injured my leg, and she just helped me with the wound."

He didn't bother to pay attention to these boring people, but when he thought of the little woman around him who saw him like a hedgehog, he had to say more.

The two of them were in the same room, her hair was wet, and she was only wearing a pair of panties, which was indeed a little unclear, but he still wanted to try to save her reputation.

After all, this is a relatively remote small village and town, and the thinking is still relatively backward.

As if to attract Zhuang Yue's attention, several girls retorted with a little blushing while peeking at each other.

"You said you were chasing a fugitive, and you were chasing a fugitive?"

"That's it...... That is, why should we trust you? ”

"You can wash your hair to treat your wounds?"

"Hmph, I think that if we wear a military uniform, we are afraid of you, do you believe that you are talking nonsense with your eyes open?"