Sweet and Soft Girl is Six Years Old: The Whole People Are Addicted To Raising Daughters

Song Hao's eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring fiercely at Pei Yan who walked into the bathroom.

If it wasn't for Pei Yan, he wouldn't have been slapped by his father that night, and he would have been taught a lesson in front of everyone.

He's so big, and this is the first time he's been beaten. It's a shame. After a few more days of fermentation, his resentment against Pei Yan rose to the extreme.

After finally catching Pei Yan and being single, he must take revenge and let Pei Yan experience the same pain! Let him know the fate of offending himself!

Song Hao ambushed behind a big tree, ready to wait for Pei Yan to come out, looking for a good opportunity to launch a sneak attack from behind.

Soon Pei Yan came out of the bathroom, washed his hands slowly, and prepared to take a shortcut back to the booth.

Compared with the main road, this forest path is much deserted.

The breeze was blowing, and the leaves were rustling. The bright sun shines through the branches and leaves, casting a little mottled.

But some people want to destroy the peace of the years.

Pei Yan seemed to have eyes behind his back. The moment he sensed the danger, he neatly stretched out his hand to wrap Song Hao's fist. He kicked his foot towards the bend of Song Hao's leg, and while turning his body, he cut Song Hao's hand back on his back and pressed him to kneel on the ground.

The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, and it is obvious that they have been specially practiced.

"It's you!"

Song Hao glared at Pei Yan angrily, as if he was going to swallow Pei Yan alive, drink his blood and eat his flesh, "Pei Yan, let me go!"

"Humph!" Pei Yan increased the strength in his hands, "Be honest with me!"

Song Hao continued provocatively: "You **** take advantage of the danger, you have a way to let go of Lao Tzu, let's try again!"

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, "You attacked me first, right? I'm just self-defense, and besides..." He mocked rudely, "If you are really capable, show me your resistance?"

New hatred and old hatred, the furious Song Hao rose up to resist, trying to break free from Pei Yan's control. But the power that Pei Yan exerted on him was like a huge mountain, the more he struggled, the more he knelt down toward the ground.

Panting and threatening: "Bastard! You wait for me! I will definitely make you pay for what you did today!"

Pei Yan knew that Song Hao was going to retaliate, and he could do what he said.

He wasn't worried about himself, but he was worried about Song Hao's troubles going to Xiao Mian.

Thinking that Song Hao would cause harm to Xiao Mian, Pei Yan's heart twitched in an instant, grabbing Song Hao's hand and trying harder again, warning: "Want to take revenge? You are welcome to come to me at any time. But let me know that you are looking for Xiao Mian. Trouble, I will never let you go!"

"Heh." Song Hao sneered and spat, "Why?"

Recalling Xu Zimian's tender and jade-like skin, and his warm smile, Song Hao had an unforgettable aftertaste, "This is a matter between me and Little Cotton, can you manage it?!"

Pei Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, pushed Song Hao to the ground suddenly, stepped on his back, and looked down at Song Hao condescendingly, "I can beat you! You listen to me, Don't let me catch you around Little Cotton."

Song Hao wailed mournfully, cold sweat dripping from the pain and dripping onto the lawn.

He took a deep breath, "Okay...Okay, I get it...You let me go first."

Pei Yan gradually reduced the force exerted on Song Hao.

Song Hao got up from the ground in embarrassment and glanced at Pei Yan without a trace. Seeing that the other party had relaxed his vigilance, he swung a punch at Pei Yan, "Fuck me to death!"

Knowing that Song Hao's character must be reported, how could Pei Yan relax his vigilance?

On the side of his body, he no longer showed mercy, and punched Song Hao in the stomach fiercely.

Pei Yan pressed hard step by step, Song Hao retreated steadily.

Song Hao retreated until he touched the tree trunk, and sat down weakly, his whole body was about to fall apart in pain. He was really scared. In the face of Pei Yan Wuli, he had no power to fight back.

He cried bitterly and begged for mercy: "Don't, don't... don't fight, I really know I'm wrong this time..."

Pei Yan squatted down and clasped Song Hao's chin with his hands, as if he was about to dig into the opponent's flesh and blood, forcing him to raise his head and look directly into his own eyes, his voice full of anger and low, "If it wasn't for Uncle Song In terms of face, it is definitely more than this strength.”

Seeing the anger flashing in Pei Yan's eyes, Song Hao hesitated, and his body couldn't help trembling.

At this moment, he clearly realized that if he angered this terrifying opponent again, he would definitely be burned by Pei Yan's anger.

It was he himself who provoked such a terrifying person!

He choked and swore: "I know I'm wrong, I promise you, stay away from Xiao Mian..."

"Huh?" Pei Yan approached Song Hao displeasedly. As long as Song Hao dared to say the last word, he wouldn't mind letting Song Hao taste his fist again.

"No no no!!" Song Hao quickly changed his words, "I swear to you, I will definitely stay far away from Xu Zimian in the future. Brother... Pei brother... You have a lot of adults, forgive me this time, don't do it again. beated."

Pei Yan stared at Song Hao, very satisfied to see the strong fear in the other's eyes, and then slowly released the hand that held the other's chin. I believe that after being beaten up by himself, Song Hao didn't have the guts to approach Little Cotton anymore.

He stood up, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and threw it on Song Hao's body, "Go wash your face, wipe it clean and come back."

"Okay..." Song Hao dared not to agree.

He tightened his body, lest Pei Yan regret it, and then turn back and beat himself.

Until Pei Yan could no longer be seen, his nerves loosened, he stood up trembling, and limped towards the bathroom. Brother Pei asked him to wash off the tears and snot on his face, and he washed it obediently.

Pei Yan, who had finally calmed down his irritable mood, slowly walked back to Little Cotton's side.

He took out a pair of disposable gloves and put them on, carefully took the knife held by the small cotton, "I'll cut it."

Xu Zimian has always been sensitive to voices. Although brother Ayan has the same expression, his voice is obviously a few degrees lower than usual, and he asked worriedly: "Brother Ayan, have you encountered anything unhappy? already?"

Pei Yan's action of cutting the fruit stopped for half a second, and then continued to cut as if nothing had happened.

He didn't stop until he had cut the fruit in his hand and put the knife aside.

He raised his hand and wanted to touch Xiao Mianhua's head and tell the other party that he was fine. Seeing the gloves on his hands, he put his hands back in embarrassment.

Just when he saw Song Hao limping back, Pei Yan's eyes were like sharp knives, and he flew towards Song Hao sharply, warning him not to talk nonsense.

Song Hao avoided Pei Yan's sharp eyes in fear and lowered his head.

It was as cold as a cold wind when facing Song Hao, but when he turned to look at Xiao Mianhua, he instantly became as warm as a spring breeze, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Xu Zimian pouted, the appearance of Ayan's brother didn't seem to be okay.

But everyone has secrets they don't want to tell. She just needs to listen quietly when brother Ayan wants to tell them.

"Okay." She said with a slight smile, "I will stay by Ayan's side, so if Ayan is in trouble, he must come to me, and I will protect Ayan's brother."

Seeing such a small cotton, Pei Yan couldn't bear it any longer.

He took off his gloves and hugged Little Cotton, released it quickly, and gently scratched the tip of Little Cotton's nose, "Let me protect you."