Life With You

Song Xi didn’t see men bullying women the most, not to mention physical crushing. She didn’t think about anything, so she rushed over and grabbed Han Zhong’s arm and told him to release Huo Jiamin. Huo Jiamin is still doing a confinement, he How can this be?

However, Han Zhong, like crazy, grabbed Huo Jiamin to death, and shouted at Song Xi: "Go away, there is nothing to do with you!"

Huo Jiamin was so angry that he kicked Hanzhong with his foot. Hanzhong took her into his arms with one hand, bent down, and gestured to pick her up. Song Xi pulled one of his arms and said: Drive her!"

Han Zhong shook his hand violently, and Song Xi felt that his body was light and fluttering, like a piece of paper, and was pushed onto the sofa by him.

Fortunately, there is a sofa behind her, if it is a wall...

Buzzing his head against the back of the sofa, Song Xi didn't get up for a while, even Huo Jiamin's hysterical voice seemed to be far away.

Song Xi didn't listen to her body, but she was still worried about Huo Jiamin in her heart. How many days had she just completed the operation? Can you bear such a toss.

If there is really a good reincarnation in this world, then the Xianshibao was staged at this moment. Hanzhong did not close the door when he came in, so when Tong Hao's hands were full of tonics, he hooked the door open with his feet, and his mouth was straight. Mumbling: "How do you know we are coming..."

Halfway through the conversation, Tong Hao raised his head and faced Han Zhong and Huo Jiamin who were torn in the middle of the living room.

Huo Jiamin's hair was messy, and he couldn't break free from the shackles of Hanzhong. His whole body was on the verge of an explosion, and he couldn't make a sound.

Han Zhong wanted to get Huo Jiamin to the bedroom, blushing and pinching her with a thick neck.

After only a few seconds, Tong Hao dropped the things in his hand and took a few vigorous steps. He almost jumped in front of Han Zhong. He grabbed Han Zhong's hair and pulled it back. He held Huo Jiamin with his other hand and faced Han Zhong. Gritting teeth.

Because of the sudden pain in the scalp, Han Zhong had to let go. Huo Jiamin broke away from his grip and almost collapsed next to her, but she was even more anxious to look at Song Xi on the sofa, so she couldn't be soft.

Tong Hao grabbed Han Zhong's hair with one hand, and hit his face with a fist with the other hand, but with only two blows from the nose and mouth, Han Zhong could not resist.

"Song Xi!"

Huo Jiamin's voice came from behind him, and Tong Hao turned his head to look, only to find that there was still a person on the sofa. Song Xi was lying on his side, with his hair covering most of his face, but Tong Hao heard it and Huo Jiamin called Song Xi.

is her?

Han Zhong's hair was still held by Tong Hao. He raised his head, his nose bleeds back, choked on his throat, and couldn't cough, so he could only reach out and push Tong Hao.

Tong Hao came up with a bad breath, turned his head and clasped Han Zhong's neck. He was the champion of Thailand's black market boxing champion. One punch can knock a person out of sync. Now he squeezes someone else's throat with his big hand, and the effect is predictable.

Han Zhong felt that he was going to die for an instant, and he couldn't even see the person in front of him...

At this moment, George Sheng, Yuan Bao, Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan also took the elevator up. The few people originally came together. There was a temporary incident. A few of them delayed for a while, and Tong Hao came up first.

George Sheng walked in the forefront, the door opened, and directly opposite Tong Hao raised his hand and stuck someone with blood on his face, with a terrifying look.

On the edge of the sofa, Huo Jiamin knelt there, with a nervous expression, and kept saying: "Song Xi, are you okay?"

Song Xi?

Song Xi!

George Sheng was stunned for a second, and then stepped in. He ignored Tong Hao on the side and just looked on the sofa.

At this moment Song Xi had some regained consciousness, but her head was still dizzy, she narrowed her vision, couldn't get up, and in a daze, a figure flashed in front of her, and then someone patted her face and said: "Song Xi …"

Song Xi thought to herself, don't pat her face, it's head and dizziness.

The few people outside the door all looked different, but they walked in quickly, Yuan Bao hurriedly pulled Tong Hao away, fearing that it would kill him.

Tong Hao's hand was finally broken by the ingot, Han Zhong immediately knelt on the ground, coughing constantly, blood spray from his mouth sprayed out and scattered on the ground.

Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan were both standing beside the sofa. The former frowned and asked aloud, "What happened? Didn't you get hurt?"

Huo Jiamin said with red eyes: "Han Zhong suddenly ran in, and Song Xi helped me get hit by him. Maybe he bumped his head."

The conscience of heaven and earth is actually not so serious. Song Xi wanted to explain, but before he could say the words, he could only hear the familiar and cold voice of George Sheng: "You were with him before, no matter what, I won't move. He, now you are separated, he moved my people, what do you say?"

Naturally, this was spoken to Huo Jiamin. Huo Jiamin's face was pale and without turning his head, he replied: "Whatever you want, I don't care."

George Sheng didn't look back, and he called out: "Yuan Bao."

Yuan Bao was anxious when he saw Song Xi collapse on the sofa, but Han Zhong is Huo Jiamin’s sweetheart. George Sheng always works on principles. No matter how scumbag Han Zhong is, as long as Huo Jiamin doesn’t speak, he will never interfere. Personal feelings, and now... after all, they have turned their faces.

Grabbing Han Zhong's back collar, Yuan Bao pulled him up from the ground. Han Zhong was just frightened by Tong Hao. At this time, his legs were soft and he could not walk at all. As soon as he walked, he softened. Tong Hao kicked him when he saw it. On Hanzhong's hip, he kicked people over.

Yuan Bao glared at Tong Hao without a good look, and complained: "Kick it faint, you carry it on?"

Tong Hao stood in place, his whole person resembling a god, and it was Han Zhong who was obviously bleeding, but there was a **** smell in him.

Yuan Bao dragged Han Zhong out. Han Zhong was dumbfounded. Yuan Bao could only threaten in a low voice, "You will not be able to survive if you stay here."

Han Zhong didn't know Tong Hao, his face was full of blood gourds, and he couldn't see who was who, but he was certain that as long as Tong Hao was there, he would run away.

Yuan Bao pulled Han Zhong away, and Tong Hao followed the people to see Song Xi on the sofa. She was already sitting up at this moment. Chang Jingle asked her how she was, and she said it was all right.

Pulling a few paper towels from the coffee table, Tong Hao squatted down and wiped off the blood stains on the ground bit by bit.

Ruan Boyan said, "Should I go to the hospital for an examination?"

Song Xi shook her head instinctively, but she still fainted when she shook her head. She stopped quickly and replied softly, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

As she said that, her eyes fell on Huo Jiamin, and she asked aloud: "How are you? Are you not injured?"

Huo Jiamin shook his head with red eyes, "I'm fine, you scared me to death just now."

Song Xi smiled awkwardly, and secretly said that he was not good for anything. Not only did he not help, but also caused chaos. Now he was watched by the crowd... Speaking of the crowd, Song Xi caught a glimpse of George Sheng beside him, and he stood there. In front of the sofa, half of her face forward arm, she can poke his trouser chain.

He should be the one who took her face just now? She seemed to hear his voice.