I married a bamboo horse

"Unexpectedly, this bar really has a pure and lovely junior." There were three people blocking Wen Youxing, and one of them touched his chin.His eyes were full of color and he stared at Wen Youxing.

Wen Youxing felt sick for a while, and wanted to avoid them, but wherever he went, the three of them would go.

Song Ziqian and Song Yuxuan on the other side didn't look at this side. Song Ziqian was drinking because of Wen Youxing's words, "It's no fun to play with people like you." In fact, he knows how to drink wine. He is a student, so he doesn't drink much, and he will follow Song Hao to meet clients during vacations. He wants to grow up quickly and marry Wen Youxing home, but Wen Youxing doesn't seem to have this intention at all. Bored, pouring cups into his mouth, Song Yuxuan didn't know what to do, he didn't expect this to happen.

"Bang!" There was a sound of smashing wine bottles at the front desk of the bar, "You guys are crazy! If you don't get out of here, I will kill you!" Wen Youxing's angry voice followed.

Those few people were not frightened by Wen Youxing, but continued to tease him, "Oh, this temper is really fierce! It's very appetizing to the uncle!" As they said that, they wanted to touch Wen Youxing's chin, "I. Day! Who! Dare... ah ah." Before touching Wen Youxing, Song Ziqian, who was rushed over, twisted his hand, and the painful man was speechless.

Song Ziqian protected Wen Youxing behind him, staring at them with a cold expression.

"Fuck! Who are you! How dare you attack us!" The other man on the side swung his fist as he said that. Before he could hit Song Ziqian, Song Ziqian had already punched him to the ground.

There was another one who saw his companion collapsed and wanted to run away, but when he thought about being bullied by a brat, he was so useless. He picked up the broken bottles on the ground, just like Wen Youxing who was hiding behind Song Ziqian and stabbed him. . .

Song Ziqian was checking whether Wen Youxing was injured.And Wen Youxing turned his back to that person, he couldn't feel it at all, until Song Ziqian raised his hand to help him block the broken wine bottle residue, he panicked instantly, looking at the blood on Song Ziqian's wrist, "Song... Song Ziqian , this...you...what to do...you...I..." Wen Youxing blushed anxiously, sweat dripped down, and even stammered when she was so red.

The people in the bar couldn't help exclaiming, they never expected that a small dispute would lead to bloodshed!

Seeing that Song Ziqian's wrist was bleeding, the man stood there without daring to move. Song Ziqian stared at him indifferently, kicked him hard, and the man yelled in pain.

"I...Song...Song Ziqian..." Wen Youxing kept covering the wound on Song Ziqian's wrist with his hand, blood flowed down the ground between his fingers, and looked at Song Ziqian's face with red eyes, not to mention how pitiful he was. Song Ziqian wanted to comfort him, but thinking about what happened today, he felt that he couldn't give in first, otherwise who knows what Wen Youxing will do in the future.

"Brother! I... let's go to the hospital quickly!" Fortunately, Song Yuxuan was still rational.After hailing the car, he called his parents. Wen Youxing had never faced such a situation before, let alone Song Ziqian, the boy who had always worried him, rescued him without any hesitation. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but this kind of moving seemed to be mixed with an indescribable emotion.

The three came to the hospital, Wen Youxing and Song Yuxuan were waiting outside the emergency room, Song Ziqian was in the emergency room suturing the wound, the wound was not very long, but it was deep, the doctor said that he almost hurt a tendon, this sentence made Wen Youxing My heart throbbed inexplicably.

"Yuxuan!" Chen Lin and Song Hao saw Wen Youxing and Song Yuxuan from a long distance away, "Where's Ziqian? What's going on? What are you doing at the bar?" Chen Lin has always been mild-tempered, but this time her tone was obviously aggravated up. .

Song Yuxuan didn't dare to speak, and glanced at Wen Youxing who was standing at the door of the emergency room. Seeing that Wen Youxing looked like he was about to cry, Chen Lin stepped forward to comfort him, "You Xing! It's okay, Ziqian has always been You're lucky." It's okay if you don't comfort him, but when you comfort Wen Youxing, you want to cry even more, it's obviously his fault, but Chen Lin doesn't blame him, and comforts him instead.

"Wen Youxing!" The couple Han Qi and Wen Jing didn't know how. When Han Qi saw Wen Youxing, he slapped Wen Youxing on the neck, and reprimanded him angrily, "Wen Youxing What are you doing? You have been against Ziqian since you were a child! We don’t care about you. This time you have nothing to do, what are you doing with Ziqian and Yuxuan to the bar? What should you do if something happens to Ziqian? "Han Qi slapped her hard, and she regretted it a little after the slap, but Wen Youxing, a bastard who hates iron and steel, really made her too angry.