The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

"Well... what's her last name?"

He Yangqi glanced at An Ke, smiled and asked the people around him.

"Back to He Shao, her surname is An, and she is from the An family in Jiangbei."

"Oh, so Ann."

He Yangqi drew an exaggerated long voice, turned to An Ke and said, "Miss An, I'm really sorry, I accidentally spilled soup on your lap."

An Ke was squatting on the ground at this moment, his fair calf was covered with yellow-brown vegetable soup, and there was a red burn!

A burn of this magnitude will most likely leave a scar.

An Ke ignored He Yangqi, with tears in his eyes, and was wiping the soup on his legs with a napkin.

He Yangqi's face became angry, and suddenly seeing An Ke's smooth and delicate legs, he smiled frivolously and said, "Why don't you go to my room later, and I'll apply some ointment for you?"

"It would be a pity if there were scars on such beautiful legs."

The people who followed him all showed tacit smiles.

"Young Master He can fall in love with him. This native product from Jiangbei is really smoking from the ancestral grave."

"Hey, don't pretend to be wronged there. You can go to He Shao's room. I don't know how many girls in Jiangnan are competing to be burned."

"Yes, just promise He Shao."

"I'm telling you, don't be shameless!"

Hearing the booing from the people around him, An Ke's face turned pale again, and his burnt legs began to tremble slightly.

At this moment, a man pushed away from the crowd, walked up to An Ke, and squatted down.

"Does it hurt?"

Seeing Xu Ping coming, An Ke breathed a sigh of relief, forced a smile and said, "It's okay, but there may be a scar."

Xu Ping shook his head, and said firmly, "I won't let you have a scar."

As long as An Ke used the chalcedony spring to break through to the realm of inner strength, all the scars on his body would disappear, so he wasn't worried about this.

only……

Xu Ping touched the soup on An Ke's lap, feeling extremely angry in his heart.

Not to mention vegetable soup, even if it is hot oil, it may not be able to scald a martial artist with perfect external strength like this!

This level of scalding must have been done on purpose!

Xu Ping glanced at He Yangqi indifferently.

"Oh? Why, do you want to hit me?"

He Yangqi smiled and spit out thick phlegm on the ground.

"Let me tell you, in the territory of the south of the Yangtze River, Lao Tzu is the Emperor of Earth!"

"Even if I burn her on purpose, so what?"

He stretched his face towards Xu Ping, pointed to his left cheek, and laughed wildly: "Come on, are you very angry? Then do you dare to call?"

"Come on, fight!"

The followers behind him also shouted.

"The waste from Jiangbei, if you dare to touch a single hair, I will let you know what life is better than death!"

"Hehe, don't scare him, even if you give him a hundred guts, he won't dare to move much."

"Old man, my brother will show you a clear way, let your little girlfriend go to accompany He Shao for a night, and let's forget about it."

"Haha, you have a good idea!"

He Yangqi straightened up, raised his chin, and said with an extremely arrogant expression: "Don't you dare to hit me?"

"Then get out of here!"

"Otherwise, I'll let this woman have scars all over her body, life would be worse than death!"

Looking at his cruel expression, no one would doubt whether he would do this.

Xu Ping helped An Ke stand up, and looked at He Yangqi calmly.

"Are you going to attend the Martial Arts Conference tomorrow?"

He Yangqi sneered and said, "So what."

Xu Ping nodded, supported An Ke, turned around and left.

"I hope that when I see you tomorrow, you can still be so arrogant."