The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"Ranran, are you okay? It's my fault that I came late, which frightened you."

"Ah... I'm fine." Bai Xiran suddenly couldn't adapt to the scene of a hero saving the beauty, so he hugged him to see Wang Zhi's situation.

"I'm fine, it's just a small injury. This is the young master of the imperial court. Thanks to you for saving Xiran and me this time, thank you."

Mo Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the other party put himself and Ranran together, like a family, he blushed a little.

He squeezed his fingers and shook his head, looking at her very softly, "You're welcome."

"Aunt Wang Zhi is injured, why don't you take her to the hospital first?" Bai Xiran looked at her bleeding wound, worried.

Xiaobao said "Oh" and was about to call someone, but suddenly thought of something, and quickly led the two out.

Behind him, Young Master Liang was pressed on the floor, staring at the front angrily and yelling, "Let go of me! This is Lao Tzu's territory, whoever you are dare to behave wildly!"

He yelled fiercely, and his mouth was full of obscenities, which made Xiaobao furious.

"You are all stupid, why don't you just shut him up!"

"Yes... but young master, what should we do next?"

Mo Xiaobao snorted, with his arms still around Bai Xiran's neck, poking his head out from one side of her hair, "Give them to Uncle Boqing..."

"Xiaobao, your ruthless uncle doesn't necessarily like these sluts, why don't you leave it to me?"

After he finished speaking, a playful voice suddenly came from outside the bar door.

Everyone looked over.

I saw two tall and straight figures appearing beside the door.

The person in front was wearing simple casual attire. He was the one who just spoke. With a smile on his face, he casually kicked the knife away. His thin body and sinister eyes made people shudder.

And the people behind had a stern and gloomy face, their cold eyes swept across the audience, and their bodies exuded a dignified aura and an aura of calm and prestige.

"Damn it, here are two handsome guys again. What kind of shit is it today, the big and the small are all bumped into each other."

"Tch, they didn't come to see how excited you are."

"Oh my god, I'm so envious of that woman, how could such a handsome man come to save her."

Mo Xiaobao turned his head, first called out "Dad" obediently, and then looked at the person in front, "Uncle Ying."

"Father?" The onlookers erupted again, "It turns out that the handsome boys are father and son!"

"It can be said that I am about to faint from envy... quickly help me."

Mo Junzhe glanced at Bai Xiran, and after confirming that she was not injured, his condensed expression finally eased a little, and took Xiaobao from her body, "Let's go."

Bai Xiran frowned, "Wang Zhi is injured..."

"Uncle Ying will take her to the hospital, Ranran, don't worry, Uncle Ying is fine." Mo Xiaobao waved goodbye to Ying Lihen.

Bai Xiran clearly saw that the sinister man didn't have any smile on his face, but instead had such a cold expression.

Look at him clasping Wang Zhi's injured arm again, feeling uneasy for a moment.

This person... really knows how to take care of Wang Zhi?
But when she was still hesitating, the man beside her suddenly grabbed her wrist, seeing her worried face, his expression froze instantly.

Displeasure was written all over Mo Junzhe's face. Looking at the messy-haired woman in front of him, he coldly dragged her away.