Chapter 63

Since you haven't left, eat honestly!

Naive eat.

Suddenly, a burst of footsteps came, like the orderly pace of the army, calm without a trace of chaos.

Are the waiters in the restaurant trained so orderly now?

Naive was still stunned. The little Lord sitting opposite quickly got up. In an instant, he came to her side and took her into his arms. At the same time, his other hand stood up the table and blocked their bodies.

I knew that cold and cold must be bad! Gu Shao also quickly hid behind the column.

As soon as he hid himself, the door opened.

More than twenty strong men swarmed in, and finally came in a cold and arrogant cold and cold. The evil spirit's face had a seemingly meaningless smile, which made people creepy.

"Ha ha... Are you afraid of benshao?" When I entered the door, I didn't see anyone. Leng Yihan smiled wildly.

It's also a wonder to see the little Lord hiding.

The young master stood up, his waist straight, his movements free and easy, and his cold face was as proud as ever. He also took innocence with him.

This made Leng Yihan angry. It was obviously an embarrassing situation. There was no embarrassment in him.

Gu Shao didn't have a gun, so he came out at ease: "I'm not afraid of you, but to prevent some villains from using indiscriminate means to deal with us!"

Cold and cold seemed not to hear Gu Shao's words at all. A pair of eyes stared at innocence tightly: "do you want to consider being a little woman?"

Naive: "..." there is something wrong with this man!

She obviously felt that the little Lord was holding his hand, and the cold from him could not be ignored.

"No!" One mouthful of rejection, neat.

She didn't like him and was even more disgusted with his words.

Leng Yihan's mouth was perfectly aroused, and the evil spirit sneered: "you'll regret it!"

Regret?

Oh!

Innocence is also a smile, exquisite jaw raised, full of pride: "I never do anything I regret!"

Leng Yihan seemed to guess that she would say so. He was not angry. His hands were proudly raised. The bodyguards standing beside him took out sticks and knives from his waist and rushed to the young master and others.

Less assertive, the other party's bodyguard came to him, pulled naive, pulled behind him to protect him, and hit him with a strong arm.

In an instant, the elegantly decorated house was in a mess.

The little Lord took innocence into account while playing, so it was not easy to play.

A man with a baseball bat with thick arms saw the little Lord turn around to protect his woman and hit him on the back.

Leng Yihan said that if you hurt the little Lord, you will be rewarded.

Innocence saw someone sneaking at him from the corner of the little main arm protecting himself. He didn't even think about it. He gently wound his body, drilled out from his arm, raised his long legs and kicked away the man sneaking at him.

Several people, seeing that innocence was out of the protection scope of the little Lord, smashed it with a stick.

He dodged one by one with innocence and dexterity.

The little Lord punched one by one, beat the people around him, stretched out his hand, pulled innocence back to his arm, and shouted angrily, "you woman is so bold!"

Obviously, it is a tone of reproach, but how can it become care when it sounds naive?

"Little Lord..." with Gu Shao's anxious cry, a smell of blood spread at the tip of naive nose.

Looking intently, the little owner took his arm, the shirt on his arm had been torn, and a striking red blood print deepened a little.

Less customers, less distracted, whispered, "I'm fine!" It's also for the woman looking at her wound.

Cold and cold, a disdain slowly rose on his proud face, the door lip opened, full of thin cool meaning: "enough fun today!"