Wei Shaoyong's thin lips aroused a sarcastic sneer: "don't worry, I won't hurt her. After all, she is the granddaughter of the seventh uncle." Then he lowered his head, smiled and said, "isn't it? Tea?"

He smiled and talked to her in the same tone as when he had just comforted her, and even the tone had not changed. But it is to make people shudder at the end of listening. Cha Cha trembled in his arms, and his feet could hardly stand.

What does he want?

Wei Shaoyong took her back to a distance that everyone could see but could not get close at once.

Cha Cha was turned over by his arm and suddenly turned around, which made her at a loss for a time.

They stood face to face. Cha Cha was too short to reach his shoulders.

Wei Shaoyong imprisoned the hair on the back of her head with one hand, pinched her jaw with one hand, and opened and closed her thin lips: "you said I bullied you, right?"

Tea is afraid and painful. In a moment, a mist rises from the bottom of her eyes. This fragile look is really lovable.

"Then I'll tell you today, what is real bullying!"

With that, Wei Shaoyong leaned over and blocked her slightly open mouth with full anger.

Her first kiss had long been taken away by him on the table.

"Woo..."

Wei Shaoyong didn't use any skills at all, but she was overwhelmed by tea. She sobbed, and all her cries were blocked in her mouth.

Tea tea never thought that a kiss could be so terrible and fierce. It seemed that all the souls of important people were sucked away. She pounded his solid shoulder hard, and the diamonds fell on the ground. Some splashed into his collar, cold as rain.

Old man Wei couldn't watch anymore. He circled around, picked up the stick half wrapped by old eight, and rushed towards Wei Shaoyong with murderous spirit.

Whew——

With the strength of the air cutting and the unstoppable determination, Wei Shaoyong's eyes were half closed. He had been aware of the danger behind him, but he didn't avoid it.

"Hmm -" he couldn't help humming with a heavy blow on his back, but his arm locking tea didn't let go, but held it tighter.

Cha Cha was so strangled that her internal organs were about to shift. She shook her head to get rid of him, but Wei Shaoyong pinched her chin and forced her head up to accept it.

"Young master, please let go." The housekeeper stamped his feet anxiously. The young master didn't do that before.

"Shaoyong, you really don't want your life. Let go." Lao Jiu shouted at the top of his voice.

When the second stick came down, Cha Cha and Wei Shaoyong were both planted on the ground. Cha Cha thought she would be flattened. Unexpectedly, after falling, she was held by a palm of her hand.

It was almost his instinctive response!

Her eyes suddenly shrunk, and she couldn't believe looking up at the handsome face above.

Wei Shaoyong supported the ground with one hand and hooked her waist with the other, avoiding the landing of the back of her head.

Old man Wei beat two sticks. When he saw his son still refused to let go, his arm was just raised in the air, but he was hugged by old eight from behind: "boss, you can't fight anymore, you can't."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Master Wei earned twice and found that the other party still didn't let go. He was angry: "are you going to rebel?"

Old nine swallowed saliva and was eager to try. After all, disobedience to the boss requires great courage.

"Brother! Don't move, let me come!" Old nine roared out of his throat, ran to old man Wei and grabbed the iron bar in his hand: "boss, go and have a rest."

With that, Lao Jiu turned his body hard and shook the iron bar under the guise of tiger power.

Whew, whew, whew——

The heavy blow like raindrops fell on the floor tiles. The stick didn't hit Wei Shaoyong, but smashed several stone slabs on the ground.

Old eight and the housekeeper took the opportunity to hold old man Wei back. During this period, old man Wei shouted, "TMD, work harder - tell him to have a long memory!"

Lao Jiu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and nodded stiffly, "OK, OK, work hard, I work hard."

The voice fell, and Lao Jiu gritted his teeth and angrily waved a stick at Wei Shaoyong's back.

The only thing he can do is to reduce the number of blows, but he can't control the intensity of the blow.

Wei Shaoyong was wearing a black shirt. He couldn't see anything from the outside. In fact, his skin had already opened when he first hit the stick.

Most of these iron rods are internal injuries and can't see blood. If they bleed, they will lose half their lives if they don't die.

"Hmm ~ ~" Wei Shaoyong's iron body couldn't bear such a blow. The hand clasping the back of her head suddenly clenched, as if dispersing the pain in her back.

The tea was pressed by Wei Shaoyong. The fog produced by the dry ice machine was like a rolling sea of clouds. It moved slowly around them and took three sticks. Instead of loosening, Wei Shaoyong leaned down and continued to ask for a kiss after brewing for a moment.

Lao Jiu couldn't wave his hand holding the stick anyway, because such a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind - beating mandarin ducks with a stick.

"I said... Can you stop?" Lao Jiu looked at Wei Shaoyong lying prone on the ground with a puzzled face: "how can I explain to your father like this?"

As if he had never kissed in his life, Wei Shaoyong refused to let go when he caught him.

Jiang Xiaomi holds the mobile phone, and it's not a shot. Don't shoot... I feel sorry for Cha Cha again.

But can you really send it after shooting?

"Wei Shaoyong -" Jiang Xiaomi roared and was about to rush up to stop her, suddenly stretching out an arm behind her and clasping her wrist.

"Hey? How do you..." Jiang Xiaomi looked at the man who had returned in surprise.

Lou tianqin sent the child back to Tianshui villa. After waiting in the living room for a moment, he felt uneasy and drove over again.

"Stand still!" After that, Lou tianqin winked at Wang Hao behind him.

Wang Hao nodded and strode forward.

Before Lao Jiu had time to ask the other party what he came from, he heard the other party say softly, "Wei Shao, I've offended."

The voice fell with a hand knife at the same time.

Wei Shaoyong suddenly bounced back, and his angry side eyes stared at the culprit.

Seeing that he was still so energetic, Wang Hao took a deep breath and gave him another shot without hesitation.

This time, Wei Shaoyong didn't resist. His head shook and fell on cha cha.

Cha Cha gave a cry of pain. Seeing this, Lao Jiu threw his stick and hurriedly dragged Wei Shaoyong down from cha cha cha.

Wei Shaoyong had completely fainted. Lao Jiu put his hand into his shirt and touched it. He felt the skin under his palm bulging. Lao Jiu screamed bad and had to be rushed to the hospital.

"Junye, Junye, call a doctor." Lao Jiu shouted at the top of his voice.

The military division housekeeper had already contacted the doctor and estimated that he would arrive soon. Mr. Wei has been on his side all the time. He's really going to be angry with this son.

In front of so many people ~ ~ he dared.

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