Nangong Lingyue didn't wait for Zhuang Yan to get up, and punched him again. This time, he hit him hard in the chest and abdomen, and grabbed his collar and beat him wildly, which made Zhuang Yan hug his hands.
Head, groaning in pain.
Finally seizing the opportunity, Zhuang Yan quickly escaped from Nangong Lingyue's clutches. He grinned in pain, his face was red and swollen everywhere, and he had long lost his usual handsomeness.
But Nangong Lingyue still seemed confused and wanted to pounce on him again.
"Wait!" Zhuang Yan spoke quickly, covering his most severely beaten cheek with one hand, and blocking it in front of himself with one hand, and asked doubtfully: "Miss Nangong, don't be so heartless, okay? If not
I, you have been framed by someone a long time ago. If you don’t thank me for saving you, forget it. That person even snatched your spiritual pet away. Instead of chasing you, you are here to confront you for saving your life.
Why do people fight each other?"
Nangong Lingyue snorted coldly, looking at the solemn expression, which became even more cold and ruthless, "Don't try to play tricks on me here, you broke into my room privately, I didn't settle the score with you, and then took the opportunity to have someone come, you
If you dare to take advantage of me, I'll beat you, it's a light punishment!"
Hearing this, Zhuang Yan suddenly felt like he wanted to cry without tears. What is the logic of this?
He had a bitter look on his face. He didn't know whether it was because he was beaten too hard by Nangong Lingyue or because he was too helpless. He said: "I am saving you, okay? You are so ungrateful and you still want to hit someone. Is it right?"
Is this your Nangong Lingyue’s style?”
"It's not your turn to judge my style. If you dare to attack me, I've done you a good job by not cutting off your hands!" Nangong Lingyue was really annoyed, not to mention in another world.
No man has ever been able to approach her or touch her. After coming to this world, only Yu Wenyi has touched her like this. At this moment, her mouth was covered solemnly, and she couldn't help being angry. As for why she was so angry, she
She didn't know it herself, especially since Zhuang Yan kept covering her mouth. Even if the visitor had left, he didn't let go. Wasn't this obviously taking advantage?
Is she, Nangong Lingyue, easy to bully?
What kind of savior is she using to accuse her? It seems that Zhuang Yan really doesn't understand her. For Nangong Lingyue, all the rules and regulations in the world are bullshit. Nangong Lingyue doesn't want to abide by them, and no one can intimidate her.
!
In fact, in the final analysis, the solemn behavior is still a bit too much. After everyone has left, the hand is still on the person's mouth, and anyone else would be angry, let alone the always arrogant Nangong Lingyue?
When Zhuang Yan was feeling depressed, Nangong Lingyue approached him again. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he punched his cheek again, and it was in the same place. The pain immediately made Zhuang Yan unable to care about his image anymore, and he screamed in agony.
After Nangong Lingyue finished the beating, he rushed out of the window without looking back, but the cold voice came from far away, "I have always taken advantage of others, how dare you take advantage of me?"
,Huh, you'd better wash yourself off and wait for me to teach you a lesson!"
Zhuang Yan looked at the direction where Nangong Lingyue disappeared. He covered his cheek with his hand and groaned in pain. Suddenly, a light of interest flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then smiled.
This smile seemed to reveal his true colors, subverting his previous elegance and indifference, revealing his proud and cunning look, with a sinister flavor. His toes touched the ground a little, and he flew out of the window.
He chased in the direction where Nangong Lingyue disappeared.