The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Huhuhu..."

Wang Shi's body fell to the ground softly.

He breathed in the fresh air, as if the fish on the verge of death finally returned to the sea.

His heartbeat quickened and his chest heaved violently.

He breathed too quickly, and the wind rushed into his throat like a knife, and there was a discomfort in his throat.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Mu Changying looked back calmly, "Second brother, let's go."

She jumped and ran towards the opposite side. Her innocent and innocent posture looked like an ignorant little rabbit.

Seeing her lively back, Li Zhiyi's eyes felt a touch of warmth, and he lifted his feet to keep up with his sister's pace.

As soon as the two people left, Wang Shi turned over.

He leaned against the wall, rolled up his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Why am I so unlucky...Is this woman a strong man..."

Wang Shi showed a sad smile, his face wrinkled into a cucumber.

He reached out and touched his neck. The pain there was a clear reminder of what he had just suffered.

He just wants to make a big news and make a lot of money. Why is life so difficult?

"Ayuan."

Mu Changying came to several people and threw herself into the man's arms like a small cannonball.

"Yingbao, wipe your hands."

Rong Moyuan hugged her with gentle eyebrows and eyes, took out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped her little hands.

This little hand just touched something dirty and needs to be cleaned up quickly.

Her A Yuan is so considerate.

Mu Changying squinted her eyes and enjoyed the gentle wiping, and the warmth in her eyes almost overflowed.

"..."

Seeing the two of them leaning together, Li Nanfeng felt an inexplicable knot in his heart.

He tightened his grip on the briefcase and glanced at Wang Shi, who was still lying on the ground next to him, and walked toward him from the corner of his eye.

For things like secret photography, the negatives have been deleted, but I’m not sure if there’s a backup. If it’s not handled well, a lot of trouble will happen later.

Li Nanxun frowned and scratched his hair irritably.

"Yiyi, third brother will definitely disguise himself next time."

These paparazzi are so pervasive that they just want to take photos. The key is that they take photos indiscriminately before things are clear.

Once this kind of photos and press releases are released, there will be another bloody storm.

Seeing how upset he was, Mu Changying puffed out her cheeks and shook her head gently.

"Second brother, it's okay. I'm professional in catching paparazzi."

As long as these paparazzi dare to appear in her range and take secret photos, don't blame her for being ruthless.

After all...who asked them to do bad things and not be good at their studies?

Hey, it’s embarrassing!

"Yingbao is really amazing."

Rong Liyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehehe... of course." The girl who was praised proudly raised her head and puffed out her chest.

This proud little expression is so soft and cute that people want to reach out and pinch her little face.

After wiping her little hands, Rong Moyuan threw the tissue into the trash can and took her little hand into the restaurant.

Li Nanxun couldn't help but curl his lips as he looked at the backs of the two people.

"Hmph, what are you talking about? Sooner or later Yiyi will be nicer to me than to you!"

He tried his best to suppress the sourness in his heart, raised his feet and followed.

"Yiyi..."

Li Zhiyi stood there and unclenched his clenched fists.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the red marks appearing on the palms of his hands, and a helpless sigh escaped from his throat.