If you like it, you have to face it

Chapter 13
There are no precautions or omens.

She got up a bit violently, turbulent to the table.

Shi Yao watched the soup in the bowl spill out, and when he raised his head to look at the little woman, she had jumped out of her position and stood to one side.

It caused the eyes of the people around to cast in this direction.

Shi Yao put down his chopsticks, frowned, a little puzzled.

I thought: Did he make her angry again?

Sudden.

Ji Yuting yelled at a strange man, "What are you doing?"

That is, a man sitting behind her seat.

The man swallowed his saliva, a little timid and guilty, pointed to the chopsticks that fell on the ground and said: "Pick up the chopsticks, my chopsticks have fallen."

"Picking up chopsticks, why are you touching my leg?" She felt a slight touch on her calf just now. At first she thought she had touched the table leg, but then her leg didn't move...

Can the table legs move by themselves?

Shi Yao could no longer sit calmly in his seat, stood up and walked in front of her, stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, and put it in his arms, he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes, so he tensed up Nodding, his face was a little livid.

Ji Yuting was completely immersed in the anger of being raped, she didn't look at Shi Yao, nor did she realize that she was covered by him, but looked at that man viciously.

The man looked up and saw...

Shi Yao.

The sharp eyes were cast on him, which made the man's hands in mid-air tremble inexplicably.

"Which hand touched it?" Shi Yao asked coldly.

"Yao... Yao..." The man stammered, but he couldn't make a sound.

He wanted to pick up chopsticks, but when he saw a pair of smooth legs, he had evil thoughts, and he didn't expect to offend such a big man.

"Say." Shi Yao's tone was like an order.

Shi Yao seemed to have lost his patience, but just waited for a long time and didn't see him say anything. The proprietress just happened to be standing on one side, holding a pot of freshly boiled water. From the moment Ji Yuting stood up, everyone stopped action.

Seeing this, Shi Yao directly brought the kettle over.

Shi Yao said coldly again: "Hand."

Seeing that the pot was still steaming hot, the man's hands trembled even more. Because Shi Yao's aura was too strong and he didn't dare to defy him, he still stretched out while shaking his hands.

Shi Yao poured boiling water on the back of his hand without hesitation, and hid the little woman behind him in order to prevent the water from splashing on the little woman's legs.

The people around didn't dare to take a breath when they saw the atmosphere.

Who is that.

Shi Yao.

Who dares to step forward to stop it.

Those who dare to die to provoke Shi Yao, shouldn't they deserve to die.

"Ah...Yao...Brother Yao, I was wrong." The man endured the pain and did not dare to withdraw his hand to beg for mercy. He even fell off the chair and knelt on the ground: "I didn't know she was your woman, I...I don't dare anymore."

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuting couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

I didn't expect this man to handle things so ruthlessly.

Looking at those red and swollen salty pig hands, it must be difficult, right?
"Shi Yao, it's all right, don't water it." Ji Yuting tugged on his sleeve, told him to stop, and beeped softly: "It's almost familiar..."

Wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, I held back abruptly.

Feeling the strength from his hand, Shi Yao paused for a moment, then withdrew his coldness, put the kettle on the table, looked at the man with an extremely aggrieved expression with warning eyes, and said, "Don't let me see you."

Otherwise, Yuncheng would have fewer people.

(End of this chapter)