The dog vendor son didn't react, so he was kicked over his chin by Shen Qinghuan.

When the driver looked back, he found that his accomplice had been trampled by the little girl.

This

Dog peddler son knew he was wrong, but the scene was a little too miserable.

I just went to rob the firewood dog, but I didn't look carefully. I didn't expect that the owner was a pretty little girl.

The little girl is good at everything, but she has a bad temper.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the pocket to be thrown out by the dog vendor, and instinctively protected it with his body.

When she was safe, she saw how embarrassed she looked.

I don't know if my palm rubbed off a layer of skin when picking up a car. It's hot and painful.

The dog vendor son struggled to get up from the ground. He was about to ask a few questions, but he didn't want to be splashed on his face by a cup of hot milk tea.

Shit.

Who can stand this.

Just now he was hit by a little girl and his chin was crooked. Before he could ease the pain of humiliation, he added a new wound to the original one.

Dog vendor Zi wiped the milk tea on his face and saw a tall and thin boy wearing white dust on his face in front of the girl.

Lu Ziheng bent down and stretched out his hand to hold Shen Qinghuan. He noticed the broken skin in the palm of his hand, and a shivering light burst out of his eyes.

"Sorry." Lu Ziheng was already full of guilt when he just turned the light on the dog vendor son into Shen Qinghuan, "I'm late."

As soon as he came out of the milk tea shop, there was no trace of Shen Qinghuan. He heard passers-by talking about someone robbing a dog, and then contacted the pocket in Shen Qinghuan's arms. Lu Ziheng followed the instructions of the kind passers-by and chased him along the road.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan was not in danger.

Otherwise, he won't forgive himself for anything.

Lu Ziheng moved his fingers a little, and the bone sound from his joints made the dog vendor Zi shudder.

The dog peddler son, who had a fluke mentality, suffered a loss the next second.

Although Lu Ziheng didn't look very big, the strength of his fist was much stronger than that of an adult man. He was very good at fighting. Three or five times, without much effort, he threw up the big gold teeth set last month.

The driver's accomplice was always counselled. Seeing that his good friends had been beaten like this and didn't want to suffer from flesh and blood, he simply foamed at the mouth, turned his eyes and fainted.

Then report the case to the police.

"Are you okay?" Lu Ziheng's voice was low. He was still feeling guilty for the little girl's injury because he went to buy milk tea.

Shen Qinghuan shook his head. A little injury doesn't matter.

But Lu Ziheng insisted on taking her to the hospital and threatened her that there would be sequelae if she didn't break the cold.

Shen Qinghuan couldn't resist Lu Ziheng, so he had to go with him.

Their plan to go to the library can only be put off.

During the meeting, Shen Haotian called Shen Qinghuan and said that if she had finished dinner with her little sister, he would pick her up.

Of course, Shen Qinghuan can't let Shen Haotian come over.

She thought about it and took learning as an excuse to say that physics in the new semester was difficult. They didn't do it for a long time and had no plan to go home for the time being.

Shen Haotian was worried about his daughter. He was born in science and could cope with some of his high school knowledge, so he gave advice that he could tutor.

Shen Qinghuan said no at once. This influence was not very good and would put pressure on her friends. They still hoped that the fruits of success would be obtained by themselves. They hung up after falling behind in language.

Lu Ziheng was stunned.