Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

"Hey, second brother, did you hear that? The girl said that I should bear the consequences!"

"Success! Take her back and see what she wants you to do at your own risk? Aren't you happy to ask you to take responsibility for such a delicate beauty?"

"Happy, happy! Dude must be happy, it's too late to worry about it!"

As he said that, the man who put his hand on Jiang Zitong's shoulder made a gesture to touch her face.

Situ Zhilan, who had been struggling for a long time, woke up mostly drunk, and hurriedly shouted at Jiang Zitong: "Be careful!"

Jiang Zitong had noticed it a long time ago, raised her hands, pulled them back, bent her body again, "Piu~", and the thin man behind her was knocked down on the floor of the tavern.

This over-the-shoulder fall seemed to be useless, but the fall was solid and painful.

The thin man was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, the man who called him the second brother let go of Situ Zhilan, and walked towards Jiang Zitong with all his anger.

"How dare you hit my brother? Are you impatient?"

When the second brother was talking, the men at the table behind him also rose up one after another, and they couldn't stand it after their own people were beaten.

However, before the second brother touched Jiang Zitong's side, his face was covered with a white wet towel.

Immediately afterwards, he was knocked to the ground by a fist, unable to get up: "Who, who! Who hit me? Which blind thing dares to hit you, Erye Hu!"

While cursing, the second brother took the towel off his face and yelled at his brothers: "You trash! I didn't see that I was beaten, so hurry up and do it! Both women can't figure it out, what are they doing for food!"

It's just that when he finished cursing and looked up to see a few aggressive men behind the woman, he was inexplicably nervous.

Especially, the man in the lead was unpacking another wet towel with a gloomy face.

"You, who are you!"

Even though the second brother was beaten, his voice was still loud, and the men with him were also clamoring in various ways.

As the saying goes: You don't lose if you lose!

Shan Yuting slightly raised his eyelids, ignored his second brother, turned his head slightly to Zheng Qiwei and Ye Xiu and said, "They are too noisy."

Zheng Qiwei and Ye Xiu naturally understood what Shan Yuting meant, and together with a few bodyguards, they beat up the second brother and his boy band to the ground.

Then they knelt down in front of Jiang Zitong and Shan Yuting one by one, not even daring to hum.Because, if any of them snorted, they got a blow on the back of the head.

Shan Yuting wiped Jiang Zitong's hands with a wet towel, and said in a pampering tone: "Why do you do it yourself, is it dirty? Why don't you call me? Fortunately, I arrived in time to avoid a disaster! "

"It's all small, I can handle it! How can I let you do it! Isn't this obviously an overkill?"

Jiang Zitong didn't expect that Shan Yuting would come to the tavern, seeing his unhappy face, he didn't want to disobey him too much, so he could only reach out to wipe him.

At the same time, she smiled obsequiously and smoothed Shan Yuting's hair.

Shan Yuting squeezed Jiang Zitong's hand, looked back and forth, seemed to disagree with her statement: "Who said that? Isn't my Mrs. Shan always weak and unable to take care of herself and needs protection?"

The corners of Jiang Zitong's eyes twitched, which eye of this man saw that she was weak and unable to take care of herself, and needed protection from others?

After hearing Shan Yuting's words, the second brother and his men's team gasped in unison.

Among the group of them, someone who disagreed with Shan Yuting's statement snorted mockingly.However, before he could react, he was kicked to the side of Shan Yuting's leather shoes.

"What's the matter? Do you think what I said is funny, or do you think my words are exaggerated and outrageous?"

Shan Yuting put down Jiang Zitong's hand, and casually threw a wet towel to the side, and slowly squatted down to look at the shivering man prostrated at his feet.

"Let me think about it. It seems that you touched my wife's shoulder just now. I wonder if you used your left hand or your right hand?"

The thin man with his face on the ground trembled more than before. He felt that the pain in his tailbone just fell was getting worse.

"Well, that's right... It seems that there is still you, who also want to touch my wife. Did you stretch out your right hand?"

As soon as Shan Yuting's words fell, the second brother felt that he was kicked and flew to the side of the skinny man, level with him.

The second brother's face and the skinny man's face faced each other, seeing the other's painful and hideous expression, they felt miserable.

Right now everyone is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is hard to protect themselves, let alone who can stand up and rush to fight.

The thought in the second brother's mind took a few twists and turns, and he didn't know which way this group of people were on. Today, it was obvious that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple. I don't know if it will be good in the end.

"Well, I'll give you a chance. Anyone who has touched my wife and her friends before will stand up on his own initiative, and I will deal with it as appropriate; if I expose each other, I will reduce the punishment, how about it?"