Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Uncle Greasy staggered and fell directly to the ground in embarrassment, his buttocks blooming, and he screamed "Oh Yo" on his waist.

The ladies next to him were giving in, and no one helped the greasy uncle on the ground.

"You, you are crazy!"

The greasy man stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, pointed at Jiang Beiyuan, who was a head taller than him, and cursed:

"You hit someone in broad daylight, wait to go to the police station and squat!"

"Are you also a human?"

Condescendingly, Jiang Beiyuan copied his pockets with one hand, with long eyelashes lightly picked, and with the aura of a king over the world, his coldness gradually spread.

"You can touch my wife?"

"Your wife? Hahaha, it's so ridiculous, even if your wife is like that, which eye did you see me touching her?!"

"Ah."

Jiang Beiyuan twitched his mouth and smiled.

The bewitching arc of the allure seemed like a flash in the pan, fascinating the eyes of the little girl around, and also making the greasy man in a daze.

In the next second, Jiang Beiyuan's smile suddenly faded, and he looked at a middle-aged man with a big five and three thick, his tone was almost innocent, "Uncle, your phone was stolen by him, and it was in his jacket pocket."

"what?!"

The big and thick man touched his pocket, and his mobile phone was gone. Without a word, he grabbed the greasy man by the neck and gave him a fat beating.

The greasy male hand has no power to bind the chicken, holding his head and calling out.

"I don't know what cell phone, I didn't touch your pocket at all!!"

The five-big and three-thick men don't care about three-seven-seven-ones, and he took out a familiar black mobile phone from the greasy man's shirt and threw it with a big mouth in anger.

"You haven't stole it yet? You are blind, right?!"

"Take it, how do I know this phone is in my pocket?!"

The greasy man had a hundred mouths and he couldn't explain clearly. No one was around to help him. All the big guys looked at the greasy man with contempt and contempt.

The greasy man finally disappeared, and when he arrived at the next stop, he hurried away with his tail in his hands.

Jiang Beiyuan watched this scene with cold eyes. He stayed out of the incident and hugged Yannian's waist in a high-hanging posture from behind.

"Say not to let your husband worry about you, so can I not worry about it?"

He was wearing a black cotton-padded clothes, his figure was buoyant, and his temperament was extremely clear. The hostility that had just accumulated disappeared from the bottom of his eyes, and his clear chin was rubbing against her shoulders.

Yannian was itchy by him, pushing his head, "In the crowd, can you pay attention?"

"Why don't you pay attention, I'm still breaking the law while protecting my wife?"

"cut……"

As soon as I heard this, I wanted to laugh, lowered my voice to his ears, "Say, did you frame that greasy uncle on purpose?"

"do not know."

Jiang Beiyuan's voice was faint, a bit irritable.

Yannian said with an expression of'I can see you through', "It must be you, you pretend to be innocent all day long, relying on this beautiful skin to behave nonsense, no one will take care of you!"

"In fact, the uncle's phone fell out. I picked it up and put it on another person."

Jiang Beiyuan bit Yannian's ear to explain to her.

Yannian was absent-minded, he talked as soon as he talked, and deliberately stayed so close.

Jiang Beiyuan looked at the tips of her red ears. The very small one was so red that it was dripping blood.

This is a small habit of talking and thinking. When she is shy, the roots of her ears will become red. Jiang Beiyuan likes her change. He doesn't want anyone to see this change.

Thinking like this, he held her tighter.

The number of people getting in the car is increasing, but if he is there, no more stinking men will run into her.

Yannian was held by him, and the man's face was reflected on the glass window, with the same eyebrows and the same time, and her expression was very fond and gentle, and her nose was sour.

at last.

The next stop arrives at the Central Commercial Street.

There were a lot of people getting off at this stop, and the air in the compartment immediately became smooth, and the little boy who asked for contact information also got off.

Before the little boy got out of the car, Jiang Beiyuan looked at him suddenly, straight.

"Children, study hard at this age and stop asking married women for contact information."