Ting Qingyu smiled slightly, watching Che Yue slowly devouring the food, and the scene of Che Yue fending off the four swords for herself appeared in her eyes. She thought it was a farewell at that time, but now they can still sit together. It's really a wonderful feeling.
A blessing from God.
"Why, your husband is pretty handsome, right?" Cheyue raised her head and met those gentle eyes.
"You are so stinky, Xiao Wen is also more handsome than you." Ting Qingyu curled her lips, not admitting in her heart that this kid could learn modern languages so quickly, he is really a Confucian and can be taught.
"However, Xiao Wen is not your husband, but I am your husband. No matter who is more handsome, you are not allowed to have ideas about other men!" A certain man began to train his wife. In this box with only two people, the atmosphere became lively.
There were small quarrels, and it wasn't until Xiao Wen and Xiao Yu came back that they left Qianwei Island with unfulfilled feelings.
I originally wanted to take the bus, but the bus might only take more than ten minutes, so I agreed with Cheyue's opinion and walked home.[
Ting Qingyu was very familiar with this place and led Che Yue and the others along the small road. In this large residential area, although the lights were dimmed, there were two "Wu" men by their side, so they would not be afraid of those with bad intentions.
Unscrupulous people sneak attack.
When they were near Jincheng Garden, they suddenly heard moaning coming from an alley. Ting Qingyu and others were startled and couldn't help but walk towards the alley.
I saw a man curled up in the corner of the alley. His body was covered with scars, and it looked like he had just been beaten.
"Sir... what's wrong with you? Do you want to be sent to the hospital?" Ting Qingyu frowned. Although there were many people who got into trouble and many who were beaten up, out of sympathy, she couldn't help but
Walk over.
Che Yue and Xiao Wen followed closely behind.
The man was startled and raised his head. The face looked a bit familiar. Ting Qingyu was startled when she saw blood oozing from the corners of the man's lips. His eyes were blue and his nose was swollen. His clothes were crooked. He had obviously been beaten violently.
Had a meal.
"No, no... thank you for your concern, miss!" The man stood up with difficulty, as if he was afraid of something, and was about to go home.
Ting Qingyu felt a person's face flash through her mind, and she immediately stopped him coldly, "Stop!"