The corners of his lips raised, he leaned over slightly, his side face and Su Xingchen intertwined, his voice became more and more lazy, overflowing from his throat, faintly with a bit of ruffianism, and the heartstrings of those who listened moved slightly.

"Su Xingchen, I've hugged you so many times, I won't even be able to figure out the size."

Su Xingchen's eyes widened, all the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down.

That's too fitting, the waist is enough, but the chest and ......

Suddenly, Su Xingchen remembered that when he was in the small room of the clubhouse, was it that time?

Why did she feel that she was being molested by Shen Yan?

Su Xingchen was angry, and he didn't care about whether he was flattering or not, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Shen Yan.

He took a step back, and Su Xingchen walked out of the store angrily, his high heels clanged, and it was not difficult to hear how angry the owner was in his heart.

Shen Yan chuckled, unable to hear the emotions inside.

After Su Xingchen walked out of the store, he stood at the door, stomped his feet angrily, and gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from his mouth.

"Hooligans."

Shen Yan is a hooligan who is inconsistent! What an elegant gentleman and noble son, it's all fake!

Su Xingchen was puffed up, his cheeks bulged, like a hamster hiding something to eat, a little cute.

Eyes inadvertently swept across the road.

On the edge of the flower bed opposite, a five or six-year-old child stood under the street lamp, looking around blankly, crying incessantly.

Su Xingchen looked at him as if he was about to walk out of the flower bed, but the traffic was endless, coming and going, and he couldn't look at the traffic lights, so it was easy to have an accident.

There was a touch of anxiety in his eyebrows, and Su Xingchen hurriedly raised his feet and walked across the road.

When Shen Yan went out, he saw her walking across the road, raised his eyebrows, and stood in place, wanting to see what she was going to do.

Su Xingchen kept watching the little boy's movements, for fear that he would really go towards the traffic.

She wasn't very tall, and if she got into traffic, the driver's line of sight would most likely hit her because of the obstruction of the vehicle.

Su Xingchen walked anxiously, watching him really walk towards the traffic, gasped, ran a few steps, and hurriedly ran towards the little boy.

Seeing that a Maybach was about to crash into the little boy, Su Xingchen's mind was blank, and he didn't think about anything, so he directly held the little boy in his arms, and his back was in the direction of the front of the car.

Maybach drove so fast that he didn't see a child running to the car at all, and the driver didn't brake until Su Xingchen ran over.

However, due to the inertia of the car, it is impossible to stop directly after braking.

The situation was critical, and seeing that he was about to bump into two people, even Shen Yan held his breath, looked at Su Xingchen's direction, and pursed his lips.

Su Xingchen hugged the child in his arms tightly, he didn't know what was going on, and the cry kept ringing in Su Xingchen's ears, mixed with the roar of the car and the screeching sound of brakes.

Squatting on the ground, Su Xingchen frowned, her eyes closed tightly, she could even feel the heat wave brought by the car and the impact that was about to hit it.

The car was suddenly straight, and the front of the car was only a few centimeters away from Su Xingchen's body, if she ran over a little late, or if the car slid forward for a while, Su Xingchen would be seriously injured.

Su Xingchen only felt a roar in his ears, as if he couldn't hear anything.

A few seconds later, the sound of a car's horn could be heard.