Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Wen Xiaoai stopped suddenly, looking murderous, looking very angry and scary in red, not knowing what he was doing.

She didn't quite understand what Bai Tang said, only vaguely heard the sound of red gnawing his teeth.

Before Wen Xiaoai asked what was going on, Hong Yi suddenly turned around, rushed to Bai Tang with a stride, and smashed it with his fist.

Bai Tang seemed to have known that this dead woman would react like this, and he was already prepared, and he dodged perfectly on his side, and then directly confronted the red shirt. He was unceremonious and had no pity for Yu Yu.

A joke, pity and cherish jade?

This is so jade, so I need him to pity him, he was abruptly twisted and dislocated arm by this dead woman, and he just reset it the afternoon before yesterday.

In just a few tens of seconds, the two of them had gone through dozens of moves, and their skills were even equal.

Although Wen Xiaoai didn't know what was going on, how did she start fighting so well, but seeing the two of them fighting so vigorously, she felt a little itchy and wanted to try.

Those people just didn't use it at all, and they didn't make her addicted.

Wen Xiaoai thought, looking at the few people who still fell to the ground and couldn't get up, very disgusted.

"Sister, how did they fight?" The boy looked at him inexplicably.

"I don't know~" Wen Xiaoai looked excited and couldn't help but wave a small fist.

The red shirt shot fiercely and swiftly, has been attacking, after hundreds of moves, Bai Tang actually looked a little strenuous.

Xindao: This woman went crazy, her combat power really doubled.

In fact, Bai Tang didn't use his full strength, it wasn't a pity and pity, it was really... he couldn't do anything.

If this was a man, he would have beaten him down.

Hong Yi punched in the face, Bai Tang's hands were quick and quick, his big palm caught the fist that was smashed by Hong Yi and held it tightly in his palm.

He quickly strangled the other hand in the red suit.

"Enough." Bai Tang was also a little annoyed.

"Let go." The red glared glared, and the two hands he was holding tightly could not play.

"If you don't hit me, I'll let go."

"I'll let you go!" Hong Yi's eyes were red with anger, and his voice was trembling.

Seeing that the red shirt's eyes were red, Bai Tang was stunned, thinking she was about to cry, he immediately closed his hand without saying anything, and let go of the red shirt.

However, before he could take his feet, he slapped him again.

Why is it "again"...because he was slapped like this the day before yesterday afternoon.

The same woman, the same face, even the strength and feel of the hit are exactly the same, the memory is still fresh...

"you……"

Ever since I was young, I have suffered many sticks from my grandpa, but he has never been slapped in the face.

Now he was beaten twice by a woman.

Obviously he is also the loser, but yet...

Well, even though men and women are equal, he also feels that the woman is still at a disadvantage.

Bai Tang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and uttered three words: "...crazy woman."

"Asshole!"

Hongyi gave Bai Tang a fierce look, and the expression in his eyes couldn't help slashing him.

"You...unreasonable." Bai Tang turned around so angry and left.

Don't be knowledgeable with crazy women!

The atmosphere calmed down instantly. Wen Xiaoai looked at Bai Tang who was leaving angrily, then looked at the red shirt with his head down slightly and his fists clenched, and tentatively asked:

"...Sister in red, are you all right...?"

A elder sister shocked the red-clothed expression on her anger, and her eyes widened suddenly. Various past flashes flashed in front of her eyes, and the broken face in the memory appeared in her mind...Red-clothed eyes instantly wetted.