Just as He Liangjun was about to spread his legs and run away, he tripped over something under his feet, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Before anyone could get up, a dark shadow loomed behind him.

"Who the hell is doing it!" He Liangjun turned his head angrily, and before he could see the person behind him, his eyes were instantly dark, and the whole person was wrapped in a sack.

"Who is it?!"

"Which son of a bitch raised it?!"

"It's Natsuko! You stinky bitch, you fuck me?! ”

He was panicked and annoyed, kicking his limbs in the sack.

Charcom dragged the sack unhurriedly to a thick trunk.

She tied the upper end of the sack to the trunk of the tree, and pushed it with all her strength, and the whole sack was suspended on the trunk, although it was only ten centimeters from the ground, but it was enough for the sack to sway, and even more uncomfortable for him.

"Xiakou, you stinky bitch! I knew it was you! ”

"is worthy of being a cheap hoof in the entertainment industry, if you can't get on the stage, you can't get on the stage, you will only play these tricks behind people's backs!"

"If you dare to provoke me, the He family wants you to feel good!"

The man in the sack was still cursing, and Nako's eyes were deaf, and he was pleasantly watching the work he had worked so hard to complete.

Until the man in the sack changed the conversation.

"What do you think you can do by following that kid? Phew! He's just an adopted son of a merchant, not even an adopted son of a dog! ”

"You think he's the heir to the Universal Group? I'll tell you, sir! He's not even a fart, and in a few years he'll be used by merchants! I don't know how to die when the time comes! ”

The originally smiling eyes sank instantly.

Some people are really underwhelmed.

She took off her heels and tightened the hem of her skirt around her waist to make it easier for her to move.

Subsequently......

She kicked heavily at the restless sack, then used both hands to practice the sack as a sandbag.

Cutting elbows, spinning elbows, right punches, left punches, kung fu splits, flying kicks, side falls, sweeping legs, splitting legs, kicking knees and elbows, right sweeping backs, and finally flying up 365 degree propeller fan.

One set made Xia Ko choke enough, and she was panting in front of the sandbag with her hands on her knees.

The people in the sack went from frantically screaming at the beginning to wailing all over the field, and finally there was no faint crying.

If it weren't for the fact that wearing a dress would affect her performance, she would still be able to fight this punching bag for another 300 rounds.

Xia Ko thought, straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Behind you was the crunch of dead leaves being trampled.

She immediately stopped her movements and turned her head warily.

The silver staff of the snake head shone brightly in the night, and when she raised her eyes, she saw him slowly walking towards this place with a flashlight.

The backlight of the flashlight illuminated the future man, and he was only wearing a thin suit vest, and the corners of his lips were a little pale and dry.

The mist spread in front of him, making her unable to see it clearly.

Shang Qi never thought that he would see such a scene after searching for it all the way.

The girl was wearing nude warm fleece leggings under her dreamlike dress, and at this moment she rolled up the entire hem and coiled it around her waist, and the crystal high heels on her feet were kicked somewhere.

He stepped on the dirt with his bare feet and kicked the sandbag in front of him......

The smile on his face became more genuine.

is very similar to her style, such a style of painting, which is inexplicably pleasing to the eye in his heart.

He was about to speak, when Xia Ko walked over to him like a barefoot man in the dirt and motioned with his hand to keep him silent.

Confused, the woman in front of her took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her warm fleece leggings.

Shang Qi was not stunned by this Qingqi painting style just now, he was stunned by the pocket in her warm and velvet leggings......

Wear a haute couture dress with fleece leggings, these fleece leggings actually have pockets......

The man who was busy typing did not pay any attention to the man's subtle expression.

She held up her phone and excitedly handed it to him, like a little white rabbit that had just rolled back from a quagmire.

[I hung He Liangjun in a sack and beat him, don't make a sound, he can't be sure who beat him is. 】

The handsome face illuminated by the flashlight nodded, and his expression was unconcealably complicated.

Xia Ko buried his head in typing again.

Then he lifted it up - [Do you want to be together, it's very relieved!] 】

His stunned eyebrows flickered slightly, and then he also took out his mobile phone and typed a line.

——[Okay, don't fight in vain, don't fight]

The little white rabbit jumped excitedly, put his hands up, and motioned for him to hand him the flashlight and cane so that he could show his skills.

Shang Qi understood at the moment, handed over all the things, and walked to the edge of the sandbag that was whimpering solemnly.

He unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and looked back at the girl beside him who was looking for a lost heel.

The girl felt his gaze, stopped searching, and suddenly made a cheering gesture.

It seemed to be cheering him on.

Shang Qi: ......

He nodded slightly, and the shelf was gone, and it was a severe beating at the sandbag.

The man in the sandbag was momentarily stunned.

Why is it a hundred times stronger than the strength just now, this is clearly a man!

Before he could complain, a punch and kick hit him, and he couldn't scream in pain.

On the other side, Xia Ko was looking for high heels to no avail, so he had to give up when he was about to go down the mountain.

She lifted the hem of her skirt scattered all over the place, and with difficulty took a step on her dirty feet, and was about to go down the mountain.

Then his body took off into the air, and when he reacted again, his body had been beaten and hugged by Shang Qi.

The delicate little face was full of astonishment.

There was already some distance from the sandbags in the back mountain, and a man's heavy voice came from overhead: "The mountain is not easy to walk, so just hold this section of the road." ”

She lowered her eyes and silently acquiesced.

The two of them walked all the way to the gate of the manor without saying a word.

By this time the banquet had long since ended, and the guests had dispersed, leaving only a few servants to clean up outside the manor.

Shang Qi held her and slowly stopped at the mountain pass, waiting for the vehicles that came to meet her.

She lowered her eyes so calmly, and snuggled obediently into his arms.

Although both of them had smiles on their faces, the expressions between their eyebrows and eyes were no more comfortable than when they beat people on the back mountain first.

Obviously, along the way, the cold wind blew the two brain-hot people a lot calmer, and they were inexplicably cautious in their hearts.

Revenge was avenged, and people were beaten.

Now it's time to figure out what to do with this mess.

But neither of them tacitly did not speak.

Xia Ko couldn't hold it back, and secretly poked and raised his eyes, observing the demeanor of the person in front of him.

His expression was as indifferent as ever, but there were emotions in his deep eyes that she couldn't explore.

This little bit of inexplicable emotion made her feel uneasy.

Obviously, his hand was still on his chest, but the temperature felt by his palm gradually cooled.

What's going on?