An Ruixin's face is a bit ugly. Not long ago, she had an awkward relationship with Ji Chengze over the same topic. Unexpectedly, someone would talk about this and poke her aching feet not long ago.

Rao is An Ruixin, this talking tone can't help being cold a little: "Sir, please show respect."

"Respect?" The boy chuckled, disdainfully, "You deserve it too!"

People in the upper class generally treat people in the entertainment circle a little contemptuously, thinking that a few of those that come out of that big dye vat are really clean.

Especially when An Ruixin came into the venue with Ji Chengze, but soon after that, he played together with Qi Mo Chu. This caused Ji Chengze and Qi Mochu to face off on the spot for her, and made this person feel that An Ruixin is a superb and charming person. husband.

Perceiving An Ruixin's resistance, the boy snorted coldly, and leaned over to kiss An Ruixin.

An Ruixin was taken aback, almost reflexively raising her hand, and slapped her over.

The boy didn't expect An Ruixin to do it. Without any precaution, he was slapped in the face.

The fiery pain on his face woke up a bit of alcohol, and his complexion suddenly became stubborn. Holding An Ruixin's hand violently tightened, An Ruixin couldn't help but frowned.

"You hit me? How dare you hit me? You dare to hit this young master without seeing what you are. If you don't teach you a lesson today, this young master will not be surnamed Tian!" Rui Xin walked to the toilet not far away.

An Ruixin fought hard to resist. Who knows that this drunkard was so drunk that he could not walk smoothly, but he was still very strong.

After struggling for a long time without being able to withdraw her hand, An Ruixin looked at the door of the toilet that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but open her mouth to call for help: "Help...uh..."

Before speaking, the teenager saw her intention first, stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, and continued to drag people inside.

An Ruixin's eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly reached out to break the young man's hand, but to no avail.

Despair gradually stained her eyes, and Ji Chengze's unsmiling face appeared unconsciously in her mind.

Damn it, instead of being insulted by a drunkard who doesn’t know the details, she would rather...

The decisive and dangerous thought has not yet arisen, a hand has been stretched out from the two of them, holding An Ruixin's unchecked hand, and pulling the person back.

At the same time, the fist wrapped in anger hit the boy's face fiercely, so that the boy flew upside down, slammed into a wall not far away, and let out a painful wailing.

Coldly rushed into a wide embrace, An Ruixin instinctively wanted to struggle, but the familiar aura that followed made her stop and relax.

Close to Ji Chengze's arms, his heart gradually recovered calm, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

Ji Chengze felt the anxiety of the person in her arms, stretched out her hand and patted her on the back, and couldn't help comforting: "It's all right, it's all right, I'm here, I'm here."

God knew how angry and scared it was to see An Ruixin being dragged by a drunkard and trying to stuff it into the bathroom when he rushed over.

If he comes a few minutes late, what the consequences will be, he can't even think about it!

Thinking like this, Ji Chengze's eyes became more hostile, and he raised his foot to the young man who was holding his face and howling beside him and kicked again.

The boy immediately let out a long painful cry, clutching his stomach and curling into a ball.