Quick Wear: Crazy beauties always plot against me

Fu Wenzhuo turned his head and saw that it was still slamming his small fists at him. He stretched out his hand to block it, and raised his leg to sweep over.

He has seen it before, how strong this little brat is, he is not like a normal person at all, even if he is a Lianjiazi, he can fight as well, and even he didn't get any benefits from Yun An.

But he forgot that Yun'an was an obedient baby in front of Song Ci.

The boy fell to the ground all of a sudden, his eye circles were red immediately, he got up from the ground, put his arms around Song Ci's neck, and the tears in his eyes fell instantly.

"Sister, I'm in so much pain..."

Song Ci raised his hand to wipe away the tears from Yun An's face, "Yun An, come on, let me see where it hurts?"

The boy immediately lifted up the wound that was prepared outside just now, and held it up for Song Ci to see, his beautiful eyes were full of mist: "Sister, it hurts, sister blow..."

Song Ci looked at the broken skin and bloodshot wound on his fair forearm, and really didn't expect it to be so serious, so he raised his hand and rubbed the top of his hair to comfort him.

"Yun'an is obedient, I'll brag to you and it won't hurt soon."

Song Ci blew lightly on the upper wound twice, and then said to the man standing beside him with a frozen face: "Yun'an is still a child, you..."

Seeing his suddenly cold face, he sighed and continued, "It's okay, go get the medicine box."

Fu Wenzhuo watched Yun An's eyes getting darker and darker, and the coldness in those eagle-like eyes almost turned into reality, and he sneered: "Little brat, you can pretend."

Yun An shrank into Song Ci's arms in fear, her small body was constantly trembling, "Sister, sister... I'm scared..."

"Fu Wenzhuo, don't..."

Song Ci knew that the child was really frightened, so he patted him on the back, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly met Fu Wenzhuo's eyes.

Noticing the subtle grievance in the man's eyes, he still didn't say anything in the end.

Song Ci sighed inwardly.

What do you think is all this? !

Can't scold both sides?

Song Ci brought the medicine box over, and drooped his eyes: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Yun An, don't cry, it's all my fault, you got hurt."

Raise your eyes and say to Fu Wenzhuo, "It's all my fault that I came here to look for you, that this happened..."

"It's not your fault, it's my fault." Fu Wenzhuo felt a little apologetic, and walked over to hold Song Ci's hand.

Seeing Fu Wenzhuo holding Song Ci's hand, Yun'an felt very dissatisfied, and clasped Song Ci's right hand tightly with two small hands.

"Sister, it's his fault that doesn't blame you."

Yun An bowed his head to Song Ci with a face of self-blame, and put all the responsibility on Fu Wenzhuo, looking at the man with dark and malicious eyes.

Fu Wenzhuo: "..."

Yes, it's all my fault.

He looked at this boy who was especially good at pretending to be miserly.

They were fighting in secret, and Song Ci also noticed that the atmosphere between them was not right, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

They shouldn't have any deep hatred, right?
"What's the matter with you? It seems like you are against each other."

Fu Wenzhuo and Yun An looked at each other, and reached an uncanny agreement, "No."

Because the door was open, Grade knew that Song Ci had gone to pick a white rose here.

Seeing Song Ci, she immediately leaned over and handed the rose to her, "Song Ci, this is for you. I specially bought it for you. It's very fresh..."

"Take it."

As soon as Grade finished speaking, he heard two voices sounding together, and only then did he notice Fu Wenzhuo and Yun An next to him.

Immediately smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry President, I just saw you."

"Then you are quite blind." Yun Ansen scanned him with cold eyes.

Gradle didn't hear what he said and asked again.

Yun An suddenly raised the corners of his lips and revealed a weird smile, "I said, you have a strong salty taste."

Gradle shivered instantly.

Why does this kid look at him so scary? ?

Grade immediately turned his gaze to his president, "President, what is he..." Meaning.

Fu Wenzhuo's face was so dark that he could drip ink, and his words were even colder, but he showed a smile of caring for the members.

"He said you're idle, and I think so too, so the other three dungeons are handed over to you to brush."

Grad was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which could be called life-saving.

He cast his eyes on Song Ci, and saw Song Ci spread his hands at him, showing a powerless expression, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Gradle waved his hand and smiled at the world.

Goodbye everyone, to die.