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Han Mo felt a severe pain in the back of his head, his body softened, and he fell slowly to the ground.

Shao Wenfeng stepped over to catch Han Mo's body in two steps. Seeing that his eyes were closed and his brows were frowning, and his face turned pale, he quickly reached out and gently attached his hand to the back of his head, held it in front of his eyes, and let go of the heart he raised just now. .

It's okay, it's okay, it didn't bleed.

Han Mo grinned and hissed in pain.

"How is it? Let me take a look." Qin Rui was also stunned for a moment, and hurried over to look at the back of Han Mo's head, while Song Xinji patted Han Mo's stomach and looked at his expression worriedly.

"Who the hell is throwing a hidden weapon at night? What if you smash someone to death!" Han Mo paused for a while, raised his hand and waved away Qin Rui's fumbling hand on the back of his head, leaned on Shao Wenfeng's chest and turned his head, facing the black The almost street roared.

"I'll hit you, what's the matter, I'll hit you!" There was a roar from across the street, and the voice sounded like a drunk man.

Shao Wenfeng's expression changed, he helped Han Mo sit on a chair in the shop, then looked at Song Xinji, "Help me take care of him."

Seeing that Shao Wenfeng was about to leave in a rage, Han Mo knew that the man was angry, so he quickly reached out to hold him back, "I'm fine."

"Hey, I'll take you to eat barbecue later." Shao Wenfeng smiled at him and kissed his forehead.

Han Mo was actually a little nauseous at the moment. Although the back of his head, which was not hit, was bleeding, it was also swollen with a big lump.

Song Xinji was sitting next to Han Mo, and winked at Qin Rui, "Go, you also go and have a look, don't make any mistakes."

These two men, who are big and thick, should have some skills. If the other party has a large number of people, the two of them will not be at a disadvantage.

Qin Rui nodded and handed the bag to Song Xinji, then turned around and followed Shao Wenfeng to the opposite side of the road.

The murder weapon that hit Han Mo on the back of the head just now was a wine bottle...not an ordinary bottle, but a high-end wine bottle, so the quality is good, thick enough, and it didn't break when it fell on the ground.

Shao Wenfeng took a look at the bottle with one hand, and looked at the man who was still cursing while being supported by three people with a cold face.

"You threw it?" Shaking the bottle in his hand, the man looked coldly at the drunk man.

The drunk man looked very young, a young man in his 20s, thin and handsome, but his face seemed to be made up, which made him look a bit sissy.

Qin Rui stood one step behind Shao Wenfeng with his arms crossed, all he had to do was watch and if the three of them did something, he was helping.

"I threw it and smashed you to death." Breathing alcohol, the young man moaned and looked at Shao Wenfeng. He couldn't even stand still. I really can't see that he is so strong that he can throw a wine bottle from across the street. On the other side, there is at least a distance of more than ten meters.

"Heh." Shao Wenfeng sneered, holding the bottle in his right hand, swung his arm and smashed the wine bottle directly on top of the young man's head, with a muffled bang.

"Ah!" The young man screamed.

Shao Wenfeng hit him again, and then there was a crash, the bottle shattered, and blood flowed from the young man's head.

"Tell me, who are you killing now?" The man put the remaining sharp glass in his hand against the young man's Adam's apple whose face was covered in blood, and looked down at him.

Both legs of the young man were trembling. If it wasn't for the three companions who were stunned for a while and didn't react for a while to let go of their hands, I am afraid that he is not standing at this moment, but should be paralyzed on the ground.

"You, you, you..." The young man stared in horror at Shao Wenfeng's gloomy, handsome face that looked like a killer.

"What about me?" The man squinted his eyes slightly, and the strength of his hand was a little heavier. A small wound was drawn on the young man's Adam's apple, and blood oozes slightly.

Qin Rui raised his eyebrows aside, thinking that Shao Wenfeng was also a vicious guy.He wasn't even worried about whether he would directly smash this person to death, and it seemed that he had also practiced his skill with his wrists.

"It's against the law for you to do this!" The companions around the young man finally realized from the astonishment, there was no way, who let the man's height stand there, he was obviously much stronger than them.

In fact, when the drunkard threw the bottle out just now, they knew it was going to be broken, but they didn't expect to hit someone, and he was such a terrifying man.

"Breaking the law? If you don't apologize for throwing a bottle and hitting someone on the street, I'm talking about self-defense." Shao Wenfeng sneered and gave a sideways look, then sneered.

"...Mr. Shao?" One of the companions behind the young man suddenly made a questioning voice, and called Shao Wenfeng in a low voice.

Shao Wenfeng shifted his eyes to the young man who called him, frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Since you know me, you should know my temper. Apologize, or you will just wait for the blood to dry up today."

"I'm Xiao Xu, Mr. Shao, don't you remember me?" The young man stood up and asked Shao Wenfeng to take a closer look at him. (Xiao Xu is the young man who went shopping with Shao Wenfeng and met the pregnant Han Mo.)

"He is my friend who drank too much today, Mr. Shao, don't argue with him." Xiao Xu leaned forward and stretched out his hand to pull Shao Wenfeng's arm.

The man waved his hand to avoid his touch, raised his eyebrows, "Your friend?"

Xiao Xu nodded quickly. He thought Shao Wenfeng could save face for his sake, but the man suddenly laughed coldly, making the hairs on his back stand on end.

"Hehe, how many friends do you have? Huh? Hurry up and apologize, or no one will leave today." Shao Wenfeng threw away the wine bottle in his hand and hugged his chest.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, woo, I'm sorry." The young man held his head that had been smashed open, and apologized to Shao Wenfeng in a dizzy manner.

Shao Wenfeng opened his mouth and wanted to tell him to go over and apologize to Han Mo, but looking at his face covered with blood, he thought about it or forget it. After all, there were two pregnant women there, so it's not good to be scared.

"Get out!" He scolded angrily with a cold face, turned his head and left.

Qin Rui raised his eyebrows, looked at Xiao Xu who was staring at Shao Wenfeng's back, smacked his lips, and laughed twice.

"Are you having an affair with him?" She asked cheaply.

Xiao Xu glanced at him, pursed his lips and said nothing.

He and Shao Wenfeng were just going shopping, so there was no such thing as one-legged or two-legged.

Qin Rui shrugged, turned and left.

Han Mo kept staring at the figure of the man. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he had to say that he was much better now.

Seeing the man walk up to him, looking him up and down quickly, and not seeing anything wrong with him, he was relieved.

"Go to the hospital." Shao Wenfeng said three words, bent down and picked up Han Mo, and then walked towards his car.

Song Xinji quickly stood up and listened to his stomach follow, fearing that Han Mo might have a concussion or something.

Went to the emergency room for an examination, only a slight concussion, Shao Wenfeng exhaled a little relieved, raised his hand and touched Han Mo's cheek, "Is there any discomfort?"

Han Mo shook his head slightly, and smiled at him, "It's okay, I'm sleepy."

It was past one o'clock in the morning, and Han Mo no longer wanted to eat anything, and fell asleep directly.

The man nodded and picked him up again, leaving without even saying hello.

Song Xinji twitched the corners of his mouth, turned to look at Qin Rui, raised his eyebrows and pouted, "If only you could be like Shao Wenfeng, tsk tsk, there are so many men."

Qin Rui snorted coldly, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and walked slowly with him, "I'm not alright now? To be obedient to you is to enshrine you on the altar and worship you every day. "

Song Xinji squinted at him and sneered, "Tsk tsk, you're quite reluctant? It's fine if you don't want to. Do you think I care about it?"

Qin Rui took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He secretly warned himself, Song Xinji is a pregnant woman, a pregnant woman whose mood has changed drastically, don't care about him like him, or she will die of anger.

"Honey, I'm wrong, I'm willing, I can't live without you now, really, I can't sleep every night without you and the babies, be good, let's go home, I'll cook for you Eat wontons."

If you can't get angry and choke, you can only coax him. Qin Rui didn't expect that one day he could become such a dog-legged look, but the feeling is not too bad, at least he is right, he is willing to treat Song Xinji like this.

He has already realized that the man in his arms is someone who will be with him for the rest of his life. He doesn't have any resentment, he likes being with Song Xinji very much.

Regardless of whether this man had a docile personality before pregnancy, or a fiery temper now, he liked it all.

Shao Wenfeng and Han Mo drove home, and when they got downstairs, Han Mo had already fallen asleep leaning on the back of the chair, but his slightly frowned eyebrows showed that he was not very comfortable.

Picking him up gently, although the man's movements were very light, Han Mo still opened his eyes and leaned his head on the man's shoulder. He pouted, "Um... dizzy."

"Drink some warm water in a while and rest well, and you'll be fine tomorrow." The man kissed his forehead and sighed.

This is called Flying Unexpected Misfortune, it can be hit from such a distance, thanks to Han Mo's hard head, otherwise the New Year's Eve will see blood.

After returning home, he gently put Han Mo on the big bed. The little baby slept with grandparents today. The two of them came back too late and the little guy fell asleep without waiting.

Aunt Jiang was worried that he would sleep alone in the house, for fear that he would roll out of bed at night.

"Taking a bath?" Shao Wenfeng went to the bathroom to fill up the water, and asked him when he came back.

Han Mo shook his head wearily and reached out to stop the man's shoulders to pull him down, leaned over and kissed the man's lips, "I don't want to wash."

The man sighed, raised his hand to smooth his hair, and then touched the big swollen bump on the back of his head.

"You have to sleep on your stomach tonight. This bag is really big." Looking at the grinning Han Mo, Shao Wenfeng leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Shall I wipe it for you?"

Seeing his lazy appearance, he knew that he would not get up to take a bath. He didn't feel well if he didn't take a bath for a day, so he could only wipe his body with a hot towel.

Han Mo nodded and smiled at the man.

"Well, thank you."

This man treats him better and better, and pampers him more and more. He feels so comfortable and satisfied.

"Hmm... remember to remind me to call Zhang Mao to ask for leave tomorrow. I can't go to work with such a big bag." Before going to bed, Han Mo lay on the man's chest in a daze, muttering a reminder he.

"Okay, go to sleep." Shao Wenfeng nodded, stretched out his hand to shut off the pain in the bed, put his arms around Han Mo's waist and closed his eyes to sleep.

A good night's sleep.