The tall figure stepped forward, just standing beside Zuo Anning, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and a pair of deep black eyes condensed to look at the workplace dress on her body, and when he saw her stepping on the pair of high heels that were at least ten centimeters, Fang Yishui's face became even more ugly.

Sensing his gaze, Zuo Anning glanced lazily, pursed his lips impatiently, and muttered to himself: "Nosy." ”

"Am I nosy?" Fang Yishui heard her disdainful tone, and suddenly a ball of fire rose in his chest, and he turned around and approached her step by step with resentment, "If I hadn't appeared in time, how long would you have been held by this salty pig's hand?" ”

"I can let whoever I want to pull, if I want to or not, no one can help me, in short, you can't care." She shook her head nonchalantly, squinted her eyes, and clasped her hands around her chest, with an attitude of rejecting him from thousands of miles away.

"Would you like to?" Fang Yishui gritted his teeth and said, his eyes seemed to be burning with a cluster of anger, as if he was about to burn out, "You actually said you are willing?" Zuo Anning, don't tell me, you really like this man! ”

"I really didn't know that your taste was so bad now!"

"What do you mean, you!" The man who had been kicked to the ground stood up, picked up a high stool from the side, pointed at Fang Yishui and roared, and threw the high stool straight over.

"Yikes!"

"It's a fight, why doesn't anyone care?"

"The handsome guy is so handsome, fortunately he wasn't smashed!"

The people around looked over one after another, and a few timid screamed, but most of them were talking about it without worrying about it.

The waiters at the bar saw that the situation was not right, and three or four people gathered in the corner to discuss and call their immediate boss.

The man's strength was not great, and the barstool was thrown out of position by him, just under Fang Yishui's feet, and even the wind did not blow over. Fang Yishui hooked his lips with contempt, tilted his head and said to the woman next to him who was still fearless: "Look, this is the color you fancied." ”

"Did I say I had a crush?" Zuo Anning pursed the corners of his mouth, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a table of people in the corner walking towards this side, and the appearance of four or five strong men rubbing their hands looked like they were obviously not good.

The man who accosted her also noticed that his friend had come over at this time, and with someone to help, he became arrogant, he quickly ran away, taking advantage of the fact that Zuo Anning and Fang Yishui were distracted, he directly dragged Zuo Anning's hand, wanting to carry her on his shoulders and take her away directly.

Fang Yishui reacted, and wanted to rush over as soon as possible, but was blocked by the group of strong men who rushed over, and between the left and right walls, a miserable scream came out of the crowd, and the people who blocked him immediately stopped and looked over.

I saw Zuo Anning standing aside unharmed, and the man who took her away just now was bending over and crying with his loose arms at this time.

"If you want to eat my tofu, let's go to the martial arts gym to practice for a few years before coming back." Zuo Anning loosened his wrist and snapped, and glanced at Fang Yishui defiantly.

Fang Yishui was stunned for half a second, a gust of palm wind blew behind him, he neatly turned around and raised his legs, and kicked the attacker hard, at this moment, the lobby manager of the bar hurriedly came with a few big men, and subdued the group of troublemakers in three or two clicks.

"Kung Fu has come home." Fang Yishui came to Zuo Anning's side and said leisurely, "It's this man whose vision has fallen to the bottom." ”

"Heh, as if you know me well." Zuo Anning sneered and raised his eyes, "What kind of man I like now, do you know?" ”

As they were talking, Gu Jiawei and Mo Xiaobei walked in from the door, and it happened that the strong security men dragged a line of blue-nosed and swollen ruffians past the door, and the two were surprised for a while.

"Look at it like this, did Xiaobei and I miss any shows?" Seeing Zuo Anning's posture of patting the dust on his body, Gu Jiawei immediately understood that it must have been another fight.

"No, it's the classic drama of the year." Zuo Anning raised his eyebrows at them, walked between the two of them, and hugged one in one hand, "Let's go, change places, it's bad luck here." ”

Mo Xiaobei turned his head for some reason, and saw Fang Yishui who was still standing by the bar, and the other party waved to her very friendly when he saw her, she asked in surprise: "An Ning, isn't that ...... One water? ”

"Leave him alone, it's a madman from an insane asylum."

"But ......"

"Let's go, let's go, a few days ago, in order to hide from her ex, she asked me to save her life!"

"Go, go, am I hiding? I just don't want to see him......"

Watching Zuo Anning leave "left and right", with a slender figure that was no different from three years, Fang Yishui never imagined that she would become so different today.

The little woman who used to be a bird by his side has turned into a little pepper full of thorns and hot words, so she looks tough, but it makes him more and more distressed and annoyed, and he is even more overwhelmed.

The middle of the night in the bustling city is always lively, and all kinds of people are walking on the road, laughing or crying, and all kinds of scenes can be encountered.

In the dark night, Zuo Anning swayed under the street lamp, and the warm yellow light shone on her, casting a narrow black shadow on the ground.

There was a faint pain in her lower abdomen, and she remembered what day it was, and when she caught a glimpse of the familiar shadow downstairs from a distance, she couldn't help but pause, and the corners of her mouth were coldly hooked, like a mockery and a bitter smile.

Fang Yishui, who was standing against the wall, obviously saw her too, his body straightened, turned around, and looked straight at her.

The two people were separated by two street lamps, and they both looked at each other silently, the fallen leaves scattered on the flower bed were rustled by the wind, and not far away, the engine of the modified car resounded in the sky.

"How much did you drink?" I don't know how long it took, Fang Yishui's voice sounded in the wind.

The increasingly obvious pain in her lower abdomen made Zuo Anning unwilling to deal with it, she turned her head and didn't want to deal with it, feeling her temples beating wildly.

This slight head twist made her dizzy for a while, as the abdominal pain became more and more intense, she held her lower abdomen in pain and arched her back slightly, her body began to chill, and the back of her spine seemed to penetrate into her body with a cold wind, and her legs were uncontrollably weak, as if she would soften without support in the next second.

From the moment he saw her covering her stomach, Fang Yishui realized that something was wrong with her, and rushed over to pick her up before she approached the wall.

"What are you doing?" Her voice trembled weakly.

He glanced down, pursed his lips, and dug through her satchel to find the apartment medicine spoon, and carried her all the way upstairs and into the door.