Chapter 684： Oops, it's a feeling of heartbeat 16.17

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If you do it well, you won't be able to catch the opponent.

Zhang Sen, who may also need a fierce fight.

Feeling the sleeves grasped by his hands, he was stunned.

This?

Why didn't he resist?

Although Zhang Sen travels all the year round to various places of love and moon, he is full of meat.

However, he was born into a political family.

My mind can barely turn.

It's just that this would be pretty current.

Even if it doesn't feel right, it doesn't matter that much.

He tore off the veil from his mouth, restrained Luo Mio's hand, and smiled gloomily.

"You hit me, aren't you very capable, come on."

Push people to the sink.

Zhang Sen looked at that wonderfully colored face.

Can't wait to reach out.

The originally expressionless person suddenly looked ugly and clenched his teeth tightly.

His brows were furrowed, and his hands began to struggle slightly.

? ? ?

Zhang Sen was full of question marks.

Haven't figured out what's going on yet.

He began to show a look of forbearance and fear, but forcing his unyielding look.

? ? ?

What do you mean?

It's muddy.

With a bang, the door was kicked open.

A man full of suffocation strode in.

! !

Zhang Sen's whole body trembled.

This...

‘Boom, boom. "

"what!"

Being kicked against the wall and rolled to the ground, Zhang Sen's whole body twitched in pain.

He felt like his back was cracked.

it hurts.

Don't dare to move at all.

Su Jin stood in front of Luo Miao with a cold face, but her movements were very gentle to help him up.

took his hand.

Look at the red marks above.

The anger is heavier.

Putting it on his lips and blowing it, his fingers kept stroking.

Want it to go away.

It's just that the redder it gets, the bigger the range.

The fire in Su Jin's heart also followed.

The voice is gloomy.

"You are not allowed to be alone in the future. If you have anything to tell me, I will accompany you."

It's just going to the bathroom, that's what happened.

It's a different place, isn't it?

Su Jin told himself to be calm and calm.

Strongly pressing down the beating killing intent, he touched his head.

"Go out for a cup of hot water, I'll take care of this person."

Luo Mio took the initiative to rub the warm big hand above her head, and barely raised the corner of her lips.

Pointing at the person who was still humming on the ground, his tone was a little low.

"He is the son of Minister Zhang's family, and I invited him here again today. It's not very good if something happened, or..."

"Don't worry, I won't let him have an accident, I'll just take good care of him! Take care! Him!"

Su Jin's complexion was much better because of his closeness.

Only Yu Guang stared at Zhang Sen.

Instantly darkened again.

Luo Mio looked at the man and then at Zhang Sen.

It seems a little difficult.

Zhang Sen, who was lying on the ground, had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

If he didn't understand it by now.

That is stupid.

Resisting the pain, he propped himself up from the ground.

Found a lot of people around the door.

His father was also squeezed in sweating profusely.

Not happy to back up yet.

His father came up and slapped him on the head with two slaps.

Outraged.

"You bastard, causing trouble all day long, don't think I'm your father, and I'll cover up and condone you."

"Apologize to Young Master Luo and President Su properly, and ask them to forgive me. You can go to the detention center and give me some time to get a good education."

Zhang Sen was completely dumbfounded.

His mouth opened, trying to argue.

Seeing this, Luo Mio immediately persuaded him.

"Minister Zhang is so serious, it's just a spur of the moment that Young Master wants to come."

He coughed twice.

He raised his hand subconsciously and covered his lips.

The slender wrist was suddenly exposed.

A purple mark on it was startling.

It's like someone was holding on to it.

The people present all looked at Zhang Sen in unison.

Zhang Sen: ? ? ?