Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying stared reproachfully, "Go away."

"Shh, they're here." He Junlin covered her mouth with his hand, motioning her to keep quiet.

The next second, there was a burst of noisy footsteps, and a group of people were looking for them with weapons in their hands.

The two of them held their breath subconsciously, lest they would attract the attention of the people outside.

Suddenly, a man with a murder weapon came towards the truck. Under the light of the street lamp, the sharp knife shone bright white. Yang Zhuoying felt her heart jumping to her throat.

At this moment, Yang Zhuoying felt a little regretful, she was too impulsive just now, trying to be quick, which caused the two of them to die.

However, those people just now obviously didn't have weapons in their hands, and they don't know where they found so many weapons.

"Kiss me once, and I'll go out and chase them away." Sensing her panic, He Junlin's sexy voice rang in her ears.

Yang Zhuoying's beautiful eyes widened, as if to say don't make trouble, what kind of hero are you playing at this time?
She knew that his skills were good, but two fists were no match for four hands, even she didn't dare to push him, how could he be their opponent with bare hands?

Understanding her meaning, He Junlin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a charming smile, lowered his head and kissed her red lips, "Watch my performance." After saying that, he turned around and strode out.

The man walking towards the truck saw He Junlin coming out from the back of the truck, he was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, picked up the knife and slashed at him.

"Be careful!" Yang Zhuoying, who was hiding behind the car, exclaimed when she saw this.

Accompanied by her shout, the man raised his knife and slashed at He Junlin. When the sharp blade was about to hit He Junlin's shoulder, he kicked the knife away from the man's hand with a left-handed kick, and took another step forward. The man kicked and flew several meters away.

Nice kick!Yang Zhuoying couldn't help clapping her hands, wanting to applaud He Junlin.

However, before she could be happy for a long time, the punks who heard the movement here rushed towards this side quickly.

Yang Zhuoying had the illusion that she was watching an action movie, and saw He Junlin quickly pick up the knife that fell on the ground just now, and confront the gangsters who surrounded him, knocking them down in the blink of an eye.

Under the street lamp, He Junlin stood on the messy ground like a peerless master. The cold light made him look extraordinarily handsome and tall.

Yang Zhuoying looked at him infatuatedly, so handsome!
He Junlin hooked his fingers and signaled her to go over. She would not be so obedient as usual, but at this moment, she was dazed by his heroic appearance just now, and her feet seemed to have their own consciousness Like, walk towards him.

The slender fingers pinched her chin, the narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the sexy thin lips slowly pressed down.

The warm touch on her lips made Yang Zhuoying's pupils shrink suddenly, and she grabbed his arm subconsciously, as if to push him away, but also to cater to him.

The next moment, she suddenly pulled him to the right, and at the same time, kicked him behind him.

Obviously the two had never communicated before, but they cooperated seamlessly. Yang Zhuoying kicked the man in the abdomen, He Junlin turned around, and then kicked the man flying out.

The man was hit by two people, he was kicked to the ground, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he couldn't get up again.

When Yang Zhuoying thought about just now, if she hadn't found out in time, He Junlin would have been successfully attacked by this man, she couldn't help being angry, she stepped forward, and wanted to kick again, but saw the man who had fallen to the ground, suddenly jumped out of his arms. Pulled out a weapon.

"Be careful!" He Junlin's panicked cry came from her ear, she wanted to back up, but she couldn't move her body for some reason.

Yang Zhuoying subconsciously closed her eyes, waiting for the arrival of bad luck, when a deafening sound rang out, but the premonition of pain did not happen, but a heart-piercing cry was heard instead.

She slowly opened her eyes, and saw that He Junlin had arrived at the man's side at some point, and stepped on the man's right hand holding the weapon. The shout just now was from the man.

Seeing the man fainting from pain, Yang Zhuoying approached He Junlin in panic as if thinking of something, her scrutinizing eyes fell on him, and finally stopped on his left shoulder.

A stream of blood gushed out from the shoulder, and one didn't need to ask to know that it was just blocked by him in order to save her.

"You're injured." After a while, his sleeves were dyed bright red, which made her terrified, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"It's just a small injury, don't be afraid." He Junlin smiled lightly, as if he didn't have a hole in his shoulder, but a scratch on his finger.

"You're still laughing." Yang Zhuoying stared, and took out her phone with trembling fingers, intending to call an ambulance.

He Junlin stretched out his uninjured hand, and held her trembling hand, "Don't be afraid, I've beat up all the bad guys, and no one can hurt you."

"Who said I was scared?" Yang Zhuoying bit her lip, holding back her tears and did not cry out. When she thought that it was because of her willfulness that he was hurt, she regretted it.

"You're not afraid, that's because you love me? You're afraid you'll lose me, aren't you?" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of He Junlin's mouth.

"Yes, I love you dearly, and now you are happy." She burst into tears, anxious and distressed.

"Yes, I'm very happy." He reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, and took the mobile phone with the other hand, dialed a number, and gave a few instructions.

After a while, bodyguards arrived, one took them to the hospital, and the other stayed where they were to clear the scene.

Afterwards, the bodyguards sent them to a private hospital that He Junlin knew well.

"Go back, I'm worried about the baby staying at home alone."

After being bandaged and lying on the hospital bed, He Junlin told Yang Zhuoying to go back first, instead of accompanying him in the hospital.

"But, you are here alone, no one is taking care of you." Yang Zhuoying was worried about her son, but she was even more worried about his injury, and didn't want to leave.

"Hey, you go back first, have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow, you have to go back to the company for me." His tone could not refuse, so she had no choice but to leave.

After she left, He Junlin's expression tightened, he picked up his cell phone, and dialed Jun Shengtian's number.

"It's me, help me check something"

Back home, Yang Zhuoying first went to see her son, sitting by the bed, looking at his peaceful sleeping face, she unexpectedly thought of He Junlin's pale face due to excessive blood loss.

She wiped her tear-wet cheeks at some point, and her heart was in a mess. It turned out that at some point, that man's position in her heart had become so important.

Did she really fall in love with that man?
After the task is completed, can she leave gracefully and treat him as a passer-by in her life?

In fact, she knew very well what the answer was, and it was precisely because of this that she kept herself from falling in love with him.

However, if emotion can be controlled at any time, it is not emotion.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep like that. In the dream, she seemed to have a good dream. After waking up again, that sweet feeling still lingered in her heart until the phone rang.