Marry ex-boyfriend his uncle

If Fan Sucheng hadn't come before, then he would definitely be able to do what he wants to do smoothly by those people. People can only bully those who feel easy to bully and they can bully.

Now that he met Fan Sucheng, he could only yell horribly from being beaten, shouting for help, and Zhou Ling felt as if he was venting his anger, with a smile on the corner of his mouth,

After such a commotion in the flower shop, the two bosses of the cake shop and the coffee shop still came out to take a look worriedly. They were also relieved to see Zhou Ling standing completely outside the shop.

Zhou Ling made a gesture to them, and the two bosses nodded, and returned to the store with peace of mind, continuing their business.

The people who smashed the store before were lying on the ground, and the wooden stick Fan Sucheng held in his hand had already been broken. Just look at those young people who flaunted their power and felt that they were the best in the world.

They all had injuries on their bodies, either holding hands or feet, or covering their faces, lying on the ground and rolling back and forth, looking at Fan Sucheng as if they were looking at a devil, and they didn't dare to say anything. There was a shrill cry.

Zhou Ling was outside, when he heard the voices in the store stopped, he walked in and saw Fan Sucheng walking to the counter, bent over and playing with the computer on the counter, his face turned pale, and he wanted to go forward Stop it, but it's still too late.

After the monitoring records just now on the computer, all the actions of these people who came in have been placed in front of the big one.

When those voices were played from the small player in the store, in the part where Zhou Ling was going to urinate in his mouth, the hairs of the people lying on the ground stood up, and their hearts were beating wildly. Very fast, cold on the back of the neck.

"Call the police, let the police handle the rest of the matter."

Zhou Ling took Fan Sucheng's hand and looked at him. Fan Sucheng was probably as calm as before the eruption of the volcano, waiting for the moment when it erupted, bringing out the earth-shattering, life-threatening, and merciless means.

Zhou Ling could feel that he was holding the man's arm, which was already very tense. He was a little flustered, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed the tense arm,

Fan Sucheng turned his head and looked at Zhou Ling next to him. He understood what Zhou Ling meant, and he didn't want this matter to become a big deal.

However, he still pulled Zhou Ling's hand away from his own arm. He seldom refused some of Zhou Ling's requests, but this time he shook his head at Zhou Ling, and then gave Zhou Ling the answer. He said: No. .

When the answer came out of his mouth, not only Zhou Ling, but also the few people lying on the ground skipped a beat in their hearts.

"Someone ordered us to do it here! We don't want to provoke this Boss Zhou. He has a good personality, and we know it. My grandma also said that he is a good person!"

"That's right, that's right, we didn't target Boss Zhou on purpose. Someone paid us to do this. I heard from that person that it was because Boss Zhou robbed the other party's business, and even robbed the booth or something like that."

"The other party gave us 1 yuan to smash Boss Zhou's shop and not allow him to open a shop here in the future. The main thing is to let us threaten Boss Zhou and stop contacting that young master of the Mu family!"

In order to save their own lives, the few people on the ground told all the things their employers asked them to do, but in this case, it was useless for them to say more, and Fan Sucheng was unwilling to touch them personally.

He walked to the bathroom at the back. Zhou Ling usually took care of the flower shop and needed to mop the floor. He took out the mop, tore off the mop head underneath, and took a new wooden stick in his hand. Zhou Ling Ling walked up to him, fearing that things might get a little too big, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Fan Sucheng.

But Fan Sucheng still pulled him behind him without saying anything. The next moment, there was another shrill cry from the flower shop. Zhou Ling was not startled by others, but now Because of Fan Sucheng, his body also trembled.

The one who was beaten with the stick was the man with the dyed red hair. The stick hit him on the kneecap. Judging by the symptoms of bleeding from the man biting his own lip, his pain must have been severe.

But Fan Sucheng didn't think it was enough, he used a wooden stick to string up the green radish that fell on the ground, and stuffed it into the red-haired man's mouth in front of everyone, but the red-haired man refused, so he stepped on it. The opponent's chest made him bend over in pain, and he opened his mouth automatically,

The wooden stick is the mallet for pounding medicine, the red-haired mouth is the wooden bowl, and the green radish is the medicine. When the wooden stick was taken out of his mouth, it was stained with blood.

Fan Sucheng's action also scared the other people even more. One person urinated on the spot, and it was none other than the person called the yellow dog.

Fan Sucheng took a step towards him, his legs trembled in fright, before he dared to show his prestige in front of Zhou Ling, but now he peed his pants in fear, Fan Sucheng lifted the stick in front of everyone. Standing up, it landed directly on the yellow dog's wrist, and there was another scream, and Zhou Ling shook again.

Zhou Ling was always distracted about the following things, watching someone carry these people lying on the ground out, and he didn't know where they got them.

He was taken to the hospital by the man's hand, had a thorough examination, and finally went to the doctor who had made an appointment to get an injection, because the big dog's teeth scratched his leg yesterday, In the end, he was brought back home, and when he came to his senses, he was finishing his meal.

A news report from a local station said that a group of unscrupulous young people who usually steal, rob, blackmail, and damage some things in public factories have been arrested in the local area. Among them, the case that seems to have caused human life is already under investigation.

At night, Fan Sucheng was lying on the bed with Zhou Ling. Zhou Ling could barely sleep before, but today he suddenly woke up from his dream.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, the pinched chin still hurts, but in the dream just now he dreamed that Fan Sucheng didn't come,

He was blocked in a corner by those people who were punching and kicking. Those people tried to take off his clothes, but he couldn't resist, and finally woke up from his dream.

Zhou Ling turned his head to look at the person lying next to him, he just moved around in his sleep, and now he has already run out of this person's arms.

He felt a little cold behind him, and he gently shrank back into the big embrace in front of him.

The man in front of him fell asleep peacefully, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently hug the waist of the man in front of him, found the big hand he had put on his waist before, and clasped his fingers in it.

"Thank you," Zhou Ling's voice was prominent even if it was too small in the quiet night, he approached Fan Sucheng and said to him.

I felt Fan Sucheng's slightly hot breath, sprayed on his cheeks, and looked down, on his thin and beautiful lips when he was sleeping.

Zhou Ling couldn't help thinking about this person, and occasionally pressing him in the bathroom, kissing deeply against the wall, and involuntarily recalling what those people wanted to do to him in the previous dream.

He needs someone especially now, to filter out the things that scare him that he can still remember in his mind, and he can't help but obey his heart, and slowly paste them.

Some cold lips were pressed against the warm lips, and the coldness in my heart had to be digested slowly.

He couldn't help pursing his thin lips, then retreated a little reluctantly, and said in a low voice: "If you don't come today..., I think, there may be no sun in my life from now on."

He said in such a low voice, it was already midnight to three or four o'clock, and now he was in a state of deep sleep. After he finished speaking, he looked at the sleeping person quietly, and seeing that the other party still had no response, he shrank into his arms again. Shrunk, wanting the person in front of him to hug him tightly.

In the end, it was as if she was fucked, and she put her lips on the man's lips again. The two of them fit together very well, and her voice became even softer: "I want you to hug me."

In the dark night, originally only one clear eye was open, but at some point, the other pair of eyes also opened.

Those eyes were very black, very pure black, and at this moment, there seemed to be countless fireworks going off in those eyes, and it was also like gorgeous and amazing meteors continuously flashing across the starry sky and falling into his eyes, brightening all at once. People can't ignore it.

"I waited for your words until my heart ached."

There was another voice in the dark night, as if carrying some kind of spell, that voice was deep and sweet, especially pleasant, making people fall willingly.

Zhou Ling also seemed to be bewitched, so he put it on willingly, closed his eyes, and sent his body to that person's arms. This kind of sacrifice is a very pure way.

There is a street lamp outside the bedroom that has not been extinguished. I can see some small insects under the street lamp, constantly circling around the lamp. They like this kind of light very much. They are willing to circle around this light all their lives.

For Fan Sucheng, Zhou Ling is his light, and he is willing to spend all his life for this light, that is willing.

The temperature outside was very low, and the leaves that had turned yellow fell down as soon as the wind blew. At four or five o'clock, some street sanitation workers were seen wearing thick clothes and began to clean.

There is also someone in the bedroom who is constantly 'working', really like a devil from hell, he leaned into the ear of his beloved little baby, and said, there is a child who is really lonely and has no friends. God send them a gift.

Because of Zhou Ling's actions at night, Zhou Ling woke up at around 2 o'clock in the afternoon the next day. As soon as he regained consciousness, he beat the bed hard. What did he think at the time to do such a thing.

He beat the bed angrily, his lips were red and swollen, and there was still a heart-pounding feeling on his face that hadn't dissipated. In human eyes, it is more beautiful than anything in the world.

The man who just opened the door and came in looked like some kind of large dog. He had been fed by his master for a certain period of time, and he could vaguely see the big invisible tail behind his pp, constantly shaking.

"Wake up, I brought you a bowl of porridge, I said you were scared by them yesterday, and you don't have much energy today, so you just lay on the bed all the time."

Fan Sucheng knew that Zhou Ling was thin-skinned, and he was lying upstairs abnormally today, so he must be getting what other people in the family thought.

He used this excuse to prevaricate them, the old lady and the nanny aunt looked at Fan Sucheng with expressions that they both understood.

The old lady also smiled happily and said that there is indeed only one junior in the family, which is not too lively. If there is still that lucky fate, she doesn't mind no matter how many children there are.

"You bastard, I still have to go to the flower shop!" Zhou Ling was taken aback by his hoarse voice as soon as he opened his mouth.

He angrily took the water that the man in front of him handed him, and stared at the man with eyes full of anger, you bastard!

"The store is already packed, you can go and have a look," the tail behind Fan Sucheng's pp wagged even more cheerfully.

Zhou Ling became even more angry because of this sentence, and threw the pillow on his back at the man in front of him.

Of course he wanted to go to the store to have a look, so he had to get out of bed now, and now he just wanted to move, his legs were sore and weak, which made him angry.

And someone had already arrived at Zhou Ling's flower shop with breakfast, and Mu Yan listened to the lady proprietress of the cake shop next door talking to him, his hand holding the breakfast had bulging veins.