"Beauty..." Wen Xinnuan asked in surprise, "Why do you even call me stupid?" (~￣(OO)￣)ブ
Jing Jiaren sighed: "I can do this trick too."
"Well?"
"Do you want me to perform?" Jing Jiaren sat down by the bed, picked up the playing cards and shuffled them.
"Jing Popo, I don't want you to be too busy!" Luo Lei rudely reached out and swept away the playing cards, scattering them.
"Luo Lei, what are you doing?"
Jing Jiaren smiled and patiently continued to pick up the playing cards and shuffle them again.
Luo Lei waved his hand over again: "I said I don't want you to bother me anymore. Do you, a woman, want to die?"
Jing Jiaren avoided his hand first, Luo Lei went to grab it, but she dodged.
At this moment, Luo Lei's wrist was suddenly strangled.
Ximen Longting's cold voice came: "Try touching a hair of my woman again?"
Luo Lei's face darkened, and he raised his other hand abruptly. The playing cards were not firmly grasped in Jing Jiaren's hand, and they spread wider, and two of them even brushed against Jing Jiaren's cheek.
The sharp card scratched red marks on Jing Jiaren's fair cheeks...
The next second, Ximen Longting stretched out his hand and turned it over.
Luo Lei was actually thrown out with his bare hands, fell from behind Ximen Longting's shoulder, and fell to the ground.
Several servants were amazed. It was the first time they saw someone sitting on their backs and falling over their shoulders. It was so cool!
Luo Lei's body fell to the ground dullly, as if he heard the sound of bones cracking.
Wen Xinnuan's eyes widened, her mouth became O-shaped, and she was speechless.
Ximen Longting moved his wrist and looked coldly.
"FUC~K!" Luo Lei was angry. He stood up like a carp and was about to rush towards Ximen Longting.
Wilson stopped him with his hands in time: "Mr. Peloron, please don't be rude to our young master."
"Get out of the way!" Luo Lei's voice was loud.
"Please don't force me to be rude to you."
"Then let's give it a try!?" Luo Lei was about to hit him, but Wilson immediately received two palms.
Seeing that a fight was about to start in this room, Wen Xinnuan said loudly: "Luo Lei, stop!"
"..."
"Did you hear that? Stop it!"
Luo Lei seemed not to hear, his fists and feet were as fast as lightning, pressing forward step by step. Wilson only defended but did not attack, and was gradually in a weak position.
"Take action, why, you don't dare to fight? Are you afraid?" Luo Lei's punches and kicks were so fast that he couldn't see clearly.
Wilson was frequently beaten like a punching bag. After all, Luo Lei was a guest and had saved the lives of the young master and Miss Jing...
"Luo Lei, are you going too far?" Jing Jiaren couldn't bear to see Wilson being beaten like this.
"That's right, if you keep doing this, I don't want the child anymore!"
I don’t want the child anymore…
With one word, Luo Lei suddenly froze like ice water was poured on his body.
His fists were still clenched tightly, his body was so tense that he was clenched to death, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty cruelty.
Wilson's chest was beaten dozens of times, and he was forced into a corner. He stretched out his hands to rub his chest... Fortunately, he had been used as a punching bag a lot, otherwise he would have suffered internal bleeding from such a blow.
"I don't want my own child...to have such a bloody and violent father!" Seeing that this sentence was useful, Wen Xinnuan added insult to injury, "We will all be ashamed of you!"
Most of Luo Lei's flames were gone, and he clenched his fists and glared at her: "Just to see me being bullied? You just want me to be beaten to death!"
"You are so hot, who can bully you! You can even cheat at poker..."