The girl looked around coldly, carefully observing the movements around her. She has a pair of narrow and upturned eyes, and when she looks around, she looks like a phoenix is swinging its tail, which is very beautiful.

She was a little angry, and her slender wrist twisted slightly, "Smack." The whip fell, a figure rushed out of the cliff, on all fours, the little leopard rushed over, and the brute force was infinite to knock away the obstructive "little brother." "Pounce on the whip-wielding girl.

The girl's eyes narrowed, and the falling leather whip turned incredulously in mid-air, went around behind the boy, and slapped it fiercely, "Smack." The boy was caught off guard, was hit in the back, staggered, and stumbled to his feet. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, a "fierce light" forced out from the eyebrows of the young tiger, he gritted his teeth, and stubbornly endured the tearing pain, and threw himself into the girl's arms, knocking it down and pressing it under him. The body, which is much harder and thicker than the girl, firmly presses her into reincarnation, and the strong and rough big hands lock the girl's arms, preventing her from having the opportunity to whip.

"Mo Junru, we have no grievances and no enemies, why do you always come to me for trouble" This young man must be Ye Fei, the owner of the grass house, the medicine pile and the big yellow dog.

The girl was pressed by him, her body couldn't move, she kicked her feet, and Fengmu said coldly: "Fart, your big yellow dog bit my dog to death, am I making trouble for you." ”

"If you hadn't brought those two broken dogs to my house to show off your might, how could Ah Huang bite them to death. There are so many people in the village, why do you always look at me unpleasantly, what did I offend you. Although Ye Fei's eyes were fierce, he didn't shoot ruthlessly, he just pressed the girl and couldn't move, and then reasoned with her.

Mo Junru didn't appreciate it, a cherry mouth, and the little white teeth bit the young man's arm fiercely.

"Ahh Ye Fei was in pain, his body leaned slightly, Mo Junru took the opportunity to get up, pushed him down, and ordered his subordinates at the same time: "Hit me, hit hard." ”

Mo Jun is eleven years old now, the only daughter of Mo Changqing, the landlord of the village, who is pampered by nature and loves martial arts. She has three hobbies in her life, first, sticking to Fang Baiyu's brother shopping, second, practicing martial arts, and third, bullying Ye Fei.

She has regarded bullying Ye Fei as a necessary part of the sunrise and sunset, and she feels uncomfortable every day if she doesn't come to the grass house to find some stubble.

"Bastard. Ye Fei whispered. A pair of tiger eyes were hidden under the arms protecting the head, blazing, without the slightest decadence, "You forced me." ”

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Ye Fei stood up on the spot. He was much taller and burlier than his peers, and when he stood up, he looked like a giant. The people were afraid, and they stood still, not knowing what to do.

"Hit. ”

Mo Junru ordered.

Almost at the same time, someone sneaked up on Ye Fei from behind. He was scooped open, and blood slid down his scalp, obscuring half of his face, but at the same time, the momentum on his body grew stronger, and everyone was frightened and scuffled with him like crazy.

At this time, the sound of rapid horses' hooves came from the village road, and the young man in white galloped over, "Stop, stop me." ”

The young man got closer, turned over and dismounted, his slender and slender arm reached out horizontally, grabbed the collar of the person who was hugging Ye Fei, and pulled it hard, and the man flew out, "Stop, stop for me." ”