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Chenchen?

you too?

The little chubby stood in front of Su Wuqi with his bulging belly, his aura was like a boss, "You hand over Chenchen, and from now on, little princess Chenchen can only play with me! Did you hear that?"

The corner of Lin Qingchen's mouth twitched: What the hell, when did he become so popular?

Still the little princess of Chenchen?

When he takes out Yu Yan Yu Yan Yu Yan Yu Yan, he will probably scare this little fat man to death!

Su Wuqi didn't speak, and no longer gave him a look, he was too stupid to compete with him for the little bun.

Seeing people ignoring him, Fat Dun was a little embarrassed, feeling that his tall and mighty majestic image had been provoked, got angry, walked up to Su Wuqi, and slapped Su Wuqi on the face unexpectedly.

"Crack!" Fatty hit him hard.

He also pushed Su Wuqi.

Su Wuqi was dumbfounded.

Lin Qingchen stepped forward and pushed Fatty away, "Fatty boy, why are you beating someone?"

Fat Dun didn't expect Lin Qingchen to lose his temper, and even scolded him, making him even angrier.

Su Wuqi sat on the ground in a daze. It was the first time someone treated him like this, and he didn't understand what fighting was.

Lin Qingchen saw that half of his face turned red quickly, and immediately knelt down and reached out to touch Su Wuqi's face, "Brother, does it hurt?"

Fat Dun came up and pulled Lin Qingchen's hand away, and said, "Chenchen, let me play with you, and ignore this wooden man, okay?"

Why is this little fat boy so annoying!

Seeing him holding Lin Qingchen's hand, Su Wuqi's eyes became cold and severe. He stood up from the ground, broke off his holding Lin Qingchen's hand, and led him away.

Unconvinced, Fat Dun picked up a small stone from the ground and put it in front of Lin Qingchen and Su Wuqi, and the stone hit Su Wuqi's forehead.

"what!"

Lin Qingchen called out.

Suddenly, a bruised bump appeared on Su Wuqi's forehead.

Although the person didn't cry, his expression was ugly, and he could see that he was in pain, and he held Lin Qingchen's hand tightly.

"elder brother!"

unacceptable!When we were playing together, I kept teasing his skirt, it was very annoying, and now I still hit him!

He thought that since he was already Su Wuqi's babysitter, Su Wuqi was the one he was protecting, and anyone who dared to beat Lin Qingchen would hit him in the face.

This little fat man should be beaten up!

Lin Qingchen took off her shoes, grabbed them with both hands, rushed up to overturn the fat pier, and rode on.

"Who told you to bully him..."

"Don't bully him..."

"You hit him, did you ask me..."

The two wrestled into a ball, and some of the ignorant children watching from the side started to cry.

Lin Qingchen mixed doubles with the shoes in both hands without any rules. The image of the charming princess that he had always maintained was torn apart without hesitation, exposing his sturdy original form.

The chaotic cries and noise finally attracted the teachers, who forcibly separated the two. Lin Qingchen was so fascinated by the beating that he wanted to pounce on him, but was taken aside by the teacher.

His chest was heaving and rising.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Little Fatty cried, sitting on the ground, his hair was pulled out of shape by Lin Qingchen, and a hen should be able to nest and lay eggs on it.

Lin Qingchen's shoes were one to the other.Although he didn't cry, he was in a mess. His wig was torn in half, his whole body was covered in dirt and dust, his face was dirty, his skirt was torn, and one of his socks was lost. He was a little princess in distress.

The teachers are trying to appease their emotions.

Little Fatty cried more and more, watching Lin Qingchen cry.

With a flat mouth, he was even more aggrieved than Su Wuqi.

It is estimated that the image of Lin Qingchen's charming little princess was shattered into scum in his heart.

Lin Qingchen was silent.

Stand aside.

he looks like……

the fat is in the fire.

But when he saw the bag on Su Wuqi's forehead, he got angry, which was too much.

Cry ass!

Su Wuqi, who was caught by the teacher to check the wound, ran to Lin Qingchen.

Carefully brushing off the dust on Lin Qingchen's face and the debris on her head, she said, "Baozi... I'm sorry."

"It made you hurt." Su Wuqi's eyes were a little red, "I will become stronger, so I won't let you get hurt."

"Baozi, I'm sorry...I won't hurt you again."

"I will become stronger, and I will protect myself and you in the future."

This was the first time Su Wuqi felt what it means to be powerless, and let Lin Qingchen, a little bun, vent his anger on his behalf, watching him wrestle with others and was at a loss.

He never wanted this to happen again.

Facing Su Wu like this, Lin Qingchen couldn't bear it for a while, she didn't feel wronged when she was beaten, but instead felt wronged for the fight.

Lin Qingchen made a "puchi", her heart became warm and soft.

"Brother, I'm fine."

"You can't cry, or you will be as shameful as that fat man."

Su Wuqi nodded, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Qingchen: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay. He can't beat me."

Su Wuqi stepped forward and hugged him, his eyes were secretly red again where he couldn't see.

Lin Qingchen and Xiaopangdun, who were fighting that day, were taken to the office by the teacher for a lecture.

Back in the Su family's mansion, Lin Qingchen was dragged away by Song Qinglian and spanked.

In the end, she was stopped by Zhao Wanrou, so she was not beaten badly.

But still lying on the bed, the buttocks on the back felt spicy.

In the evening, Song Qinglian came over and took off his pants, rubbed his butt with medicine, and Lin Qingchen screamed out from being rubbed.

His mother is really cruel, spanking his ass never hurts.

"It hurts to death! You are brave enough to fight again!" Song Qinglian stripped him naked again, checking for any wounds, "Next time you fight, I'll throw you out, you're so embarrassing!"

Lin Qingchen obediently admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Mom, I won't dare next time."

"No next time, did you hear me!" Song Qinglian warned him.

"I see." Lin Qingchen buried her head in the bed.

Song Qinglian told him that Zhao Wanrou gave her 10 yuan to buy some food and supplements for Lin Qingchen.

No wonder he heard the system beep.

"I won't buy food for you, you don't need it at all. I will save the money for you first, and save it for you to marry a wife later." Song Qinglian said.

"Huh?" Lin Qingchen really wanted to say that you have dressed me up like this, how can I marry a wife.

But Lin Qingchen didn't dare to say it, and was afraid of being beaten up.

"Ah, what?" Song Qinglian looked cold, "Don't work hard for anyone in the future, do you understand?"

Lin Qingchen said sullenly, "Understood."

After Song Qinglian left, Lin Qingchen fell asleep while lying down.

A fight is like bones falling apart.

After sleeping for a long time, Lin Qingchen felt warm all over her body, as if holding a warm water bag.

Lin Qingchen was so hot that she tried her best to hold her eyes open, and saw a familiar face.

Gauze was wrapped on the forehead.

He raised his hand to help him close his eyes, and said, "Baozi, don't open your eyes, just go on sleeping."

Lin Qingchen was confused: "Why are you here..."

"I came here to tell you that you can't help me fight in the future. My brother will feel bad."

"Leave all the fights in the future to my brother, okay?"

"Okay..." Lin Qingchen replied and fell asleep again.