Domineering Master Fu Paranoid Love

Su Nanxi, who was standing behind the man, was also astonished by the man's aura.

next second.

The black overcoat wraps the man's breath on her body, blocking the blowing cold wind and snowflakes.

"Miss, step back first."

The man's deep and magnetic voice was not as arrogant as before, but respectful and calm.

Su Nanxi regained consciousness after a daze, and walked up the steps.

I saw a few men attacking Fu Hanchen directly with iron rods, because of the large number of people, they had to vent their anger.

But even if they were carrying weapons, how could these few people be Fu Hanchen's opponents, they were completely eliminated without even touching the man, and they lay on the snow and howled in pain.

Standing on the steps, Su Nanxi stared blankly at her vigorous figure, and dealt with some gangster men without changing her face. No matter from which angle she looked at it, Fu Hanchen was really perfect and impeccable.

Handsome and burly, with the noble air of a king.

When grandpa brought him in front of her, she couldn't believe that he was a hired bodyguard. She asked him what he used to do, but he didn't answer her.

While Su Nanxi was watching in a daze, she didn't notice that the man in the jacket was quietly approaching her.

But before the man in the jacket touched Su Nanxi, suddenly an iron rod hit him directly.

"what!"

A painful sound was accompanied by the smell of blood, and the blood on the palm fell on Su Nanxi's cheek with the cold wind.

Su Nanxi reacted suddenly and let out a cry of shock.

Fu Hanchen walked quickly towards Su Nanxi, and held Su Nanxi in his arms, calmly and restrained. When he put his big palm on her waist, it just covered the coat, and there was no extra strength to go down.

The man reached out to wipe off the blood on Su Nanxi's cheek, wiped her clean, and said soothingly, "It's all right!"

His voice seemed to carry a magical power, and the heat of his breath fell on the side of Su Nanxi's cheek, stimulating the nerve cells in her whole body.

Moment.

Su Nanxi's heart calmed down, and he raised his head to look at a pair of deep and dark eyes. His eyes were like black holes, and the edges could not be seen through at all.

"Fu Hanchen, my feet are cold." He said in a daze.

The words fall.

Fu Hanchen turned around and squatted in front of Su Nanxi.

Such a man is really hard to imagine a majestic and noble man just now.

"Come up!"

Su Nanxi glanced at the man squatting in front of her, and then rode on Fu Hanchen's back.

The man left behind her back.

Looking at the person lying in the snow, Su Nanxi couldn't help asking worriedly, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay! Missy, don't worry!"

Su Nanxi lay on the man's generous and strong back, feeling an indescribable sense of security.

He was really the man she hated and wanted to rely on.

Just when Su Nanxi slowly closed his eyes.

The man stopped suddenly.

Before Su Nanxi could open his mouth to ask what was going on, Fu Hanchen turned his feet, only to hear a ferocious and terrifying voice.

"go to hell!"

Su Nanxi's face turned pale with fright, Fu Hanchen let go of his arm and directly blocked the stick that Eric threw down, the iron rod that was split on the man's arm bent instantly as if it were split on a stone.

No matter how hard the man tried, he couldn't move Fu Hanchen in the slightest.

"Fu Hanchen!" Su Nanxi called anxiously.

moment.

Eric seemed to see the eyes of death, and his face paled instantly.

In the next second, only a muffled cry was heard, and Eric fell to his knees. The iron rod that Fu Hanchen was holding could have directly crippled his arm.

But she noticed the faint trembling of the woman on her back, and the bloody scene was not suitable for her.