Chapter 850

His eyes flickered slightly. He stared at her palm and suddenly felt that his throat was dry: "do you eat so much as a woman? Don't pay attention to the image."

"If you can't eat enough, what image should you pay attention to? Besides, paying attention to image is a lady's business. It has nothing to do with me. My purpose is to work only when you are full. Do you eat or don't you eat?"

Without words, he pulled his thin lip and tried to touch it. It tasted good, fresh and powerful.

Watching him eat, Xia ran smiled: "how's it going? Not bad. Try the wonton here."

She didn't care about her image at all. She could eat as she wanted, but she was very delicate and blew carefully.

The bowl in front of her was steaming hot, and her beautiful cheeks were shrouded in the white fog, with an unspeakable beauty.

A meal, Xia ran ate it seriously and delicious, while Shen lianjue was absent-minded. His eyes would fall on her from time to time.

After eating, she scrambled to pay the bill. They went out of the restaurant and didn't walk long. A group of people came up, fooling around and gnawing toothpicks. They didn't look good at all.

"Oh, it's so late. Are you still playing romance here?" The leading man smiled and said, "take out the money automatically. Don't let us do it."

Xia ran frowned: "no money!"

"It's ok if you don't have money! You look good. Play with my brother several times!"

"Ah, bah! It's shameless!" Xia ran looked disdainful and sneered.

This sentence completely angered the first man. When he waved, the men behind him rubbed their palms and came forward with a smile. That smile was really disgusting.

When Shen lianjue was about to move, he suddenly felt his hand hot and was pulled behind him. He looked at it intently.

Xia ran stretched out his hand and pulled him behind him, looking like a guard.

He was stunned for a few seconds. Then he reacted, pulled at the corners of his mouth and stood behind her with a smile. Is this feeling protecting her?

Seeing this, several men are laughing louder and louder. It seems that this man is useless. He is a little white faced, soft eater and hiding behind a woman!

Surround the two people in the middle into a group, and then jump on them all.

Xia Ran's eyes became sharp, narrowed, and glanced back at Shen lianjue: "hide yourself!"

"OK." Shen lianjue was very clever: "I'll hide."

Those men were laughing with stomachache. They looked at each other and rushed forward.

Xia ran went to the police school and naturally knows boxing and foot Kung Fu. She knows the acupoints of the human body very well. If she compares strength, she is naturally not an opponent of several people, but compared with skills, they are by no means her opponent.

Ma point, as well as the most painful part of the abdomen, she can often be fatal.

Sideways, then raise your legs, fall down, and chop it with one foot. The action is clean and neat, without any mud and water, with unspeakable yingshuang.

Shen lianjue had been standing behind her. She made him grasp her clothes and follow her actions.

That group of men was really not her opponent. For a moment, they were beaten by her and lay on the ground.

Clapped his hands, Xia ran looked at the people on the ground, then took out his mobile phone and called the police station directly.

After the police came and took all the people away, Xia ran got into Shen lianjue's car and finally said, "aren't you hurt?"

This is the first time Shen lianjue has been protected by a woman. The corners of his mouth arc slightly: "no, but your Kung Fu is good."

"The police academy in those years was not in vain, although it has now come to this point." Her voice was so melancholy that she could clearly hear the disappointment.

"Why do you think of going to the police academy?" He is a little curious.

"My brother has congenital dementia. When he was a child, he was often bullied. I was a girl and couldn't protect him, but I think it's my duty to protect him. My parents gave birth to me just to accompany him and protect him, so I went to the police school." Then Xia ran stretched lazily: "what do you think of my kung fu?"

Shen lianjue shrugged his shoulders: "it's really good."

Then Xia ran smiled, "is there any idea of giving me a raise?"

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he had not spoken, but she patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "don't be nervous, I'm kidding."

After a short time together, Shen lianjue found her different, cunning and eccentric.

Sent to the door, Xia ran waved goodbye. The car stopped at her door for a moment. After Shen lianjue looked deeply, he started the car and left

Go home.

Xuanxuan hasn't slept yet. Ye Ziqing is punishing her for writing. He shakes his head. It's common for the little girl, but she doesn't have a long memory.

While writing and talking; "Without daddy's love and Mommy's pain, I am a grass that no one knows..."

Shen lianjue was also completely drunk. He glanced at her and gave her two pieces of paper; "Baby, finish it."

After bathing, he wrapped up his bathrobe at will, and Shen lianjue fell on the ground. Somehow, the scene of her protecting him reappeared in his mind.

It's wonderful. A big man is still protected by a woman, but it's strange. He narrowed his eyes and was in a good mood

The next morning, at breakfast, ye Ziqing could feel that Shen lianjue was in a good mood. The corners of his lips were always light, with a slight arc and some distraction.

After picking her eyes, she knocked on the bowl in front of him with chopsticks and made a crisp noise: "even Jue, the soup is about to drink into her nose."

Hearing the speech, Shen lianjue woke up like a dream and asked instinctively, "what?"

Ye Ziqing smiled and shook her head: "tell me, what were you thinking just now? How can you look happy?"

Xuanxuan was still drinking the soup while biting her chopsticks: "Mommy, it's not a spring breeze, but a stupid heart."

A frown, ye Ziqing looked at her: "where did you learn the messy idioms for me? After breakfast, go and write three brush words for me!"

"I won't!" Xuanxuan slapped the chopsticks down on the bowl, and her little pink face was full of anger: "didn't you let me practice calligraphy? The idiom copied yesterday was like an ape, but did you let me use it?"