First Love Fantasy Season: The Prince Is A Little Bad

Ying Han took her hand away, frowned and yelled angrily: "Smelly girl, you are ugly when you cry? It's so late at night that people can't live in peace. Please tell me quickly, why are you fighting with others?

, and you were beaten so badly, are the taekwondo you learned from Xiaofeng fake?"

"It's unfair, I studied very hard with Sister Xiaofeng. But this time I met a real master, and I don't know how deep her practice is. And then that's what happened." You know, today she

But even though she tried her best, she couldn't beat those two tall girls. I didn't expect that the helpers those damn girls hired were really powerful. They even hired two big men to deal with a small person like her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to endure it.

Such a serious injury.

"Then you won't pretend you can't see those people and ignore them! You can't help but rush up to fight. Do you think you can fight against all the invincible opponents in the world and no one can beat you?"

Yingrou looked helpless. She didn't want to cause trouble all day long and make her parents angry: "I want to too! But you know! How can I endure it when facing those people who deserve to be beaten? I just want to see them."

When I see them, my hands will automatically clenched into fists and I want to hit them."

"Be gentle! Be careful that you won't get married when you grow up!" Yinghan nodded her forehead, then stood up and started to prepare clothes to take a bath. Seeing that Yingrou still had the strength to argue with her, the injury was not too serious.

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"I don't want to marry. None of those stinky boys are good, and none of them can beat me. Why should I marry!" Yingrou dismissed it. She didn't want to marry those boys who looked like sissies. At least for now.

No, but even if she could, she wouldn't want to change herself to become gentle. In fact, gentleness is not suitable for her at all.

"You are so stubborn! When you grow up, you will know whether you should marry or not!" Yingrou made a face, and Yinghan took the clothes he had prepared and entered the bathroom.

"Aren't you annoyed? I'm still young, why are you talking about getting married?" Yingrou shouted at the top of her lungs, but she accidentally opened the wound on her face. She hurriedly stopped in pain, "Oh,

It hurts like hell!" Those dead girls had better pray for her to get better quickly. Otherwise, be careful that their skin will be slapped. Who is she Cheng Yingrou? She has never let herself suffer any disadvantages since she was a child.