"You are not qualified to teach her." Zhou Liye said coldly.

The woman couldn't believe it. She opened her eyes. It was clear that she had heard from others. Others had asked Zhou Liye who the female partner was. He was too lazy to introduce it. That showed that the female partner was an insignificant person to him! Why now, he looks like he wants to protect his girlfriend.

"How are you?" Zhou Liye bowed his head and asked Duan man.

"Still... OK." Duan Manyu said. Strictly speaking, although the fight was one-on-three, she didn't suffer too much. After all, the three women still took into account the problem of image, but she was less worried about this layer.

He pursed his lips, looked at her again and said, "let's go."

"I've lost one of my shoes. I'll find out where it is." she said, but her voice fell, and he had picked her up.

"Hey, my shoes haven't..."

"Shut up." he was angry and his face was heavy.

She subconsciously swallowed other words and obediently let him out of the banquet. Well, it's estimated that she lost face to him today. It's natural for him to be in a bad mood.

All the way to his car, Duan Manyu was almost thrown into the car by Zhou Liye.

"What are you doing?" Duan Manyu's temper also came up. "I know that you feel humiliated when I fight today, but those three people are looking for trouble by themselves. I can't just be beaten without resistance."

"Do you only have the ability to fight?" he repressed the impulse to roar. It seemed that only she could make his mood fluctuate so fiercely. I thought he could restrain himself from paying too much attention to her, but when he saw her wrestling with others, he found that he couldn't do it at all.

She knew that when he saw that scene, he even had an impulse to kick the three women to the ground and hold her tightly in his arms so that she would not be hurt again.

Shit, what's the matter with him?!

At this moment, Zhou Liye had the feeling that he had worked hard these days and was completely abandoned. His mood was really bad enough. But he can't tell whether his bad mood at the moment is because he finds that he will still be easily influenced by her, or because of her embarrassment.

"What do you mean?" Duan Manyu asked puzzled.

"Can't you run? Can't you shout? Can't you ask me to help you? Do you need to fight with others?" he asked.

She deflated her mouth. "Anyway, I didn't suffer."

"Yes, I haven't suffered a loss. Will you feel a loss the next time you are beaten to bleeding and disabled?" he was angry. He broke her chin with one hand and looked at her face carefully. Fortunately, there was no other injury except a few red marks scratched by his nails.

Duan Manyu subconsciously wanted not to start. Zhou Liye said in a deep voice, "don't move!" his voice was like a warning.

Her body stiffened, but she didn't move any more.

His finger belly gently stroked the red mark on her face. She suddenly felt that her cheek became hot, especially where his finger stroked, it was like it was going to burn.

For a moment, Duan Manyu felt in a trance.