You Are My Rare Passion

Xiang Bingzi was caught off guard, staggered and fell to the ground.

The little guy repeated his old tricks, sitting on Xiang Bingzi's buttocks, pursing his mouth, raised his fist, and slammed on Xiang Bingzi's body, "Bullying mom, beat you to death, beat you to death, beat you to death!" !"

Last night, Xiang Bingzi was kicked by Gu Jun one by one and broke her arm. She almost fainted from the pain, and Xue Nuo and Gu Chi were helping her. She had no way to resist and could only let the little guy vent.

But today, she came here full of anger.

Suddenly, she was knocked to the ground by the little guy and punched a few times. She came back to her senses, exploded, and raised her hand to push the little guy out viciously.

Ye Xingbei had already come to hold his son, afraid that his hand would hurt, and wanted to hug him.

But she came a step late.

When she arrived, Xiang Bingzi had already pushed the little guy out.

She hurried to pick it up, but was a few seconds late, and could only watch helplessly as the back of her son's head hit the side of the coffee table.

She suddenly screamed, her face turned pale with fright, she rushed over, and helped her son up from the ground with trembling hands.

She wiped the back of the little guy's head.

Blood on one hand.

Tears flowed from her frightened eyes, her voice trembling, "Snow! Snow! Find a doctor!"

The little guy fell with gold stars in front of his eyes, but he still tried his best to open his mouth, trying to smile at Ye Xingbei, "Mom... I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all."

He struggled to straighten up and wipe away Ye Xingbei's tears, but the mother in front of him was shaking, becoming more and more blurred.

Soon, he was plunged into darkness, unable to see anything.

Seeing his son's pale face and eyes closed, Ye Xing Beihun'er was frightened away.

Xie Jinfei's face turned pale while watching, and his heart was jumping with fear.

Xie Yunlin's face turned blue with anger.

That idiot Xiang Bingzi!

They are here to apologize!

Not here to kill and set fire!

How old is a child, how much strength can he have?

Get punched as often as you get punched.

Let the children punch him a few times, and he will feel better, and this matter will be turned around, and his aunt and uncle will be released.

But that idiot actually pushed the child onto the coffee table, smashed his head, and fell unconscious.

It's okay if the family's children are fine.

If something happens to the other's child, why not let the entire Xiang family be buried with him?

Gu Junzhu did not expect that Xiang Bingzi would fight back.

He thought the same as Xie Yunlin.

Since Xie Yunlin brought Xie Jinfei and Xiang Bingzi to apologize, then Xie Jinfei and Xiang Bingzi naturally bowed their heads and begged for mercy and listened to them.

The little tree seedling rushed forward to beat them, and they had to bear it obediently.

No matter what, he never thought that Xiang Bingzi would fight back.

He saw Xiang Bingzi push the little guy out, across the coffee table, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't save him.

He watched helplessly as the back of the little guy's head hit the coffee table, and Ye Xingbei held the little guy in his arms with a panicked face, and wiped the blood from the back of the little guy's head.

Seeing the glaring blood in Ye Xingbei's palm, he suddenly felt a surge of blood rushing up to the top of his head, and his temples swelled and hurt.

He strode over, kicked Xiang Bingzi who had just got up from the ground, and then bent down to check the little guy's injuries.

Seeing the little guy lying unconscious in Ye Xingbei's arms in a soft ball, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.