Life With You

Song Xi hated the idea of ​​men bullying women, let alone being crushed physically. She didn't think anything of it. She rushed over and grabbed Han Zhong's arm, telling him to let go of Huo Jiamin. Huo Jiamin was still in confinement, and he How could this be?

However, Han Zhong was like crazy. He held Huo Jiamin tightly and shouted at Song Xi: Get out, you have nothing to do here!

Huo Jiamin was so angry that she kicked Han Zhong. Han Zhong put her in his arms with one hand and bent down, trying to pick her up. Song Xi grabbed his arm and said, Let go. Drive her!

Han Zhong suddenly waved his hand, and Song Xi's body felt as light as a piece of paper, being pushed to the sofa by him.

Fortunately, there is a sofa behind her. If it were a wall...

His head hit the back of the sofa with a buzzing sound. Song Xi didn't get up for a while, and even Huo Jiamin's hysterical voice seemed far away.

Song Xi's body was not obeying her orders, but she was still worried about Huo Jiamin. How many days had she just had the surgery? Can you afford such trouble?

If there is really a good reincarnation in this world, then the retribution of this world will be staged at this moment. Han Zhong did not close the door when he came in, so when Tong Hao filled his hands with supplements, he opened the door with his feet and said something like Mumbling: How did you know we were coming...

Halfway through his words, Tong Hao raised his head and faced Han Zhong and Huo Jiamin, who were fighting in the middle of the living room.

Huo Jiamin's hair was messy and she couldn't break free from Han Zhong's shackles. Her whole body was in a state on the verge of explosion and she couldn't make any sound.

Han Zhong wanted to get Huo Jiamin into the bedroom, blushing and holding her tightly.

After only being stunned for a few seconds, Tong Hao dropped the things in his hands, took a few quick steps, almost jumped in front of Han Zhong, grabbed Han Zhong's hair, and pulled it back hard. He supported Huo Jiamin with his other hand and faced Han Zhong. Gritting teeth.

Because of the sudden pain in his scalp, Han Zhong had to let go of his hand. Huo Jiamin broke away from his grasp and almost collapsed to the side. However, she was more anxious to see Song Xi on the sofa, so she couldn't let go.

Tong Hao grabbed Han Zhong's hair with one hand and punched him in the face with a fist with the other hand. Blood spurted from his nose and mouth after just two blows, leaving Han Zhong unable to parry.

Song Xi!

Huo Jiamin's voice came from behind, and Tong Hao turned around to look, only to find that there was another person leaning on the sofa. Song Xi was lying on his side, with his hair covering most of his face, but Tong Hao heard Huo Jiamin calling Song Xi.

is her?

Han Zhong's hair was still clutched by Tong Hao. He raised his head, nosebleeds came back, and he choked. He tried to cough but couldn't, so he could only reach out to push Tong Hao.

Tong Hao got angry and turned around to grab Han Zhong's neck. He was the Thai black market boxing champion back then and could knock people out with one punch. Now he is pinching other people's throats with his big hands, and the effect can be imagined.

Han Zhong felt that he was going to die for a moment, and he couldn't even see the person in front of him clearly...

At this time, George Sheng, Yuan Bao, Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan also came up by the elevator. They came together originally, but something happened just now. They were delayed below for a while, and Tong Hao came up first.

George Sheng walked in the front, the door opened, and directly opposite Tong Hao raised his hand to hold someone with his face covered in blood, with a horrifying look on his face.

Beside the sofa, Huo Jiamin was squatting and kneeling there, looking nervous, and kept saying: Song Xi, are you okay?

Song Xi?

Song Xi!

George Sheng was stunned for a second, and then stepped inside. He ignored Tong Hao and just looked at the sofa.

At this time, Song Xi had regained some consciousness, but she was still dizzy, squinting her eyes slightly and unable to get up. In a daze, a figure flashed in front of her eyes, and then someone patted her face and said: Song Xi …”

Song Xi thought to himself, don't slap your face, it's your head, it's dizzy.

The people outside the door all had different expressions, but they walked in quickly. Yuan Bao hurriedly pulled Tong Hao away, fearing that he would be killed.

Tong Hao's hand was finally opened by Yuan Bao, and Han Zhong immediately fell to his knees on the ground, coughing non-stop, and the blood foam from his mouth spurted out and spread all over the floor.

Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan were both standing next to the sofa. The former frowned and asked aloud: What happened? Are you not injured?

Huo Jiamin said with red eyes: Han Zhong suddenly ran in. Song Xi helped me and was hit by him. He may have hit his head.

In fact, the conscience of heaven and earth is really not that serious. Song Xi wanted to explain, but before he could say anything, he could only hear George Sheng's familiar and cold voice saying: You were with him before, no matter what happens, I won't move. He, now that you are separated, he touches my people, what do you say?

Naturally, this was meant for Huo Jiamin. Huo Jiamin turned pale and replied without even turning her head: Whatever you want, I don't care.

George Sheng didn't even look back and called out: Yuanbao.

Yuan Bao was anxious when he saw Song Xi lying on the sofa, but Han Zhong was Huo Jiamin's sweetheart. George Sheng always followed principles in doing things. No matter how bad Han Zhong was, as long as Huo Jiamin didn't speak, he would never interfere with their relationship. Personal love affairs, now... they have fallen out after all.

Grabbing Han Zhong's back collar, Yuan Bao pulled him up from the ground. Han Zhong had just been frightened by Tong Hao. At this time, his legs were weak and he couldn't walk at all. As he walked, Tong Hao kicked him. On Han Zhong's hip, he kicked him over.

Yuan Bao glared at Tong Hao with a bad look, and complained: You're going to carry him if you're knocked unconscious?

Tong Hao stood there, looking like a demon. The person who was bleeding was obviously Han Zhong, but there was a smell of blood on him.

Yuan Bao pulled Han Zhong out. Han Zhong was confused. Yuan Bao could only threaten in a deep voice, You can't save your life if you stay here.

Han Zhong didn't know Tong Hao, his face was covered in blood, and he couldn't see who was who, but one thing he was sure of was that as long as Tong Hao was there, he would run away.

Yuan Bao pulled Han Zhong away, and Tong Hao looked through the cracks and saw Song Xi on the sofa. She had already sat up. Chang Jingle asked her how she was, and she said she was fine.

Taking out some paper towels on the coffee table, Tong Hao squatted down and wiped the blood on the ground bit by bit.

Ruan Boyan said: Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?

Song Xi shook her head instinctively, but she still felt dizzy when she shook her head. She quickly stopped and replied softly: It's okay, I think it will be fine in a while.

As she said that, her eyes fell on Huo Jiamin and asked aloud: How are you? Are you not injured?

Huo Jiamin shook her head with red eyes, I'm fine, you just scared me to death.

Song Xi smiled awkwardly and secretly thought that he was useless. Not only did he not help, but he also caused trouble for others. Now he was being watched by the crowd... Speaking of the crowd, Song Xi caught a glimpse of George Sheng beside him. He was standing there. In front of the sofa, half an arm away from her face, she could poke his trouser chain.

The person who just slapped her face should be him, right? She thought she heard his voice.