As soon as he ran out of the hospital, Xiyan's eyes turned red.

My nose is sour, and I really want to cry.

There is a grievance that cannot be expressed in words.

This kind of grievance has been brewing for so many days, and since Ou Jue wanted to go to country S with Qiao Qianmo, it has never been infinitely magnified like now.

Holding his arm, walking on the streets in the early hours of the morning, Xiyan's mind was muddy.

Oujue, don't you like her as much as you used to......

Definitely, yes.

Otherwise he wouldn't have been the same attitude tonight.

Behind him came the sound of rustling footsteps.

Xiyan walked faster, and the man also quickened his pace.

Xiyan deliberately walked slowly, and the person behind did the same.

It's miserable, this person seems to have been following her.

Xiyan's back was stunned, at this point in time, there were very few people on the street.

It can't be a perverted hooligan, right?

Aggrieved and afraid, Xiyan didn't dare to look back at all.

She walked briskly to the front, fumbling for her phone and turning it on with her head down.

The next second, the shoulder hit a person.

Xiyan raised her eyes in astonishment and found that the opposite was a middle-aged man who was a little drunk.

Just hit like this, and directly hit the can in his hand to the ground.

The middle-aged man looked down at the beer that had been spilled all over the ground, and glared at Xiyan in annoyance, "How did you walk!" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xiyan hurriedly apologized, "I didn't mean to. ”

"I'm sorry, is it over?!" The middle-aged man's face was dyed with a hint of crimson, and he squinted at Xiyan, "Why don't you accompany your brother for a few drinks, and your brother will forgive you, how about it?" ”

Xiyan pursed her lips, took out a Grandpa Mao from her pocket, and slapped it on him, "Lose your wine money." ”

As he spoke, he was about to leave.

"Hey, did I let you go?!" The middle-aged man wanted to reach out and pull Xiyan's arm.

"What are you doing?!" Xiyan wanted to shake him off.

"You got me all over the wine, and you want to send me away for a hundred dollars?" The middle-aged man refused to let go of Xiyan, "Go, find a place to continue drinking with me!" ”

"Drink your uncle!" Xiyan was already unhappy, so she directly burst into a rude sentence, "Let go of me!" Otherwise, I'll call someone! ”

"Who are you scolding? Do you dare to scold again? The middle-aged man said, rolling up his sleeves to teach Xiyan a lesson.

Just the next second, his collar was pulled up.

The middle-aged man turned his head in horror and saw a face as cold as ice.

Ou Jue lifted him up with one hand, and without saying a word, he beat him up with a fist.

The middle-aged man screamed "ah", was directly beaten to the ground, and desperately begged for mercy, "Don't beat it, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”

Obviously, the Great Demon King would not let go of this man because of these few words of begging for mercy, his hands in his pockets, and condescendingly crushed the arm that the man touched Xiyan just now.

He didn't say a word the whole time, and he didn't even look at Xiyan.

The thin lips always pursed a cold straight line.

Xiyan, who was standing not far away, looked at this cold and noble figure in a daze.

Oujue ......

How could Ou Jue be here.

Didn't he just say that he didn't care about her?

So the footsteps that had been following her just now, was it his?

After a while, the middle-aged man was beaten to the point that he couldn't say a word and was dying.

Ou Jue stood up straight with an indifferent face, still didn't look at Xiyan, and kicked away the middle-aged man who tried to invade Xiyan just now.