The man in Chinese showed a smile that he thought he was handsome and chic, and looked expectantly at the stunning women in front of him. His eyes rolled around on the faces of the four of them, and finally fell on a red dress. On the lazy and wanton Feng Jiu.

Compared with the other three, the woman in red has a wanton aura, and the laziness that exudes between her gestures and feet inexplicably twitches his heartstrings, making him unable to remove his eyes from her. .

Leng Shuang and the three people who followed Feng Jiu, watched the man staring directly at their master, a touch of frost appeared on their faces, but the master did not speak, and the other party did not do anything else, they It's not easy to get started.

Feng Jiu looked at the man in dress in front of him, with a smile on the beautiful face, and a casual voice came out of her mouth with a bit of slack: "No need, please let me please."

The world loves beauty, and men's behavior is normal. After all, she also knows that they will not be dull once they come out. As long as the other party's behavior is not excessive, she will not do anything to people casually.

Hearing the woman's inattentive voice, the man's heart moved and he involuntarily took a step forward, but at the moment he stepped forward, Leng Shuang who was standing on Feng Jiu's left side swept away coldly, and knocked the opponent out with a palm. A few meters away.

She can endure the other person staring at their master with a pair of eyes, but it is impossible for him to get closer to their master!

"boom!"

"puff!"

"The son!"

All of a sudden, the scene became chaotic. The man fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood surged from his chest and spurted out of his mouth due to the surge of blood. The guards hurriedly stepped forward to check, and the two of them were angry. Yi Shi drew the sword from his waist and was about to step forward.

"stop!"

The man in Chinese drank quickly, ignoring the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at the two guards angrily: "What are you doing! The only question that disturbed the beautiful young man!"

When Feng Jiu heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched, a little speechless.

Even the Leng Shuang trio glanced at him weirdly after hearing the man's words.

Hao'er, who was holding Feng Jiu, looked at the man quietly, then looked at his mother, and couldn't help thinking, his mother is so beautiful and his father is not by his mother's side. It seems that he You have to protect your mother for daddy, and you can't let other men close to her.

"Let's go!" Feng Jiu took Hao'er and walked forward, passing by the man in Chinese.

Leng Shuang and the three followed, but saw that the man stepped forward without fear of death, and trot to the front of their master three steps away and saluted strangely.

"It's all about the girl just now. Please don't be offended by the girl. Actually, I didn't mean anything." The man in Chinese said quickly.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu stopped, glanced at him, and said, "If this is the case, then don't pester us."

Upon seeing this, the man said quickly: "But girl, don't you really need someone to guide you? I know this city. I know where the night view is the best, and where is the girl's favorite rouge gouache. "

"No need." Feng Jiu glanced at him faintly, already a little impatient in his eyes.

"Auntie..." The man wanted to say something, when he saw a delicate child with a cold face suddenly appeared in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Do you dare to pester my mother?" Hao'er stared at the man with a sullen face.