Chapter 113 Tolerate you, not afraid of you

The hard sword slashed on the back, and Zhou Qing shouted: Death! Run forward quickly

The rogue eyeballs in the martial arts school are about to fall off. Although Zhou Qing is not as brave as everyone claims, he has some skills. He has never suffered a loss when he fights against martial arts alone. Today, he fell into the hands of the village man.

Han Yi chased after another knife, hitting Zhou Qing's knees. Zhou Qing screamed in pain and knelt on the ground.

He slashed twice in a row, which was no longer a simple competition. He clearly wanted to hurt others. Lu Gong stomped his feet, and it was broken

Sure enough, a martial arts thug shouted: "Shiko thief!" He led the man to raise his stick and ran to Han Yi. The villagers could not allow outsiders to beat his fellow villagers. He reacted quickly and picked up his sleeves and ran over to punch Han Yizhu.

On the other side, Uncle Lu hid in the corner, and a thug didn't rush forward, turned to Yuan Wanran, raising his hand as if he wanted to grab her, Lu Gong and Lu Po hurriedly pushed away the man

The Han family's yard was in chaos in an instant, and a chaotic battle was inevitable

Stop! Han Yi shouted, handing the big knife to Zhou Qing's neck, kicking the weapons in his hand away

Don't hurt my elder brother. The thug who led the fight said, gestured to tell his friends to stop.

Han Yi lifted his knife and pointed at Zhou Qing's silk clothes, and it seemed like a few strokes. The knife blew a few times, and the back collar was broken into pieces and fell.

He grabbed Zhou Qing's back collar with his big hand and pulled it gently. Zhou Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but straighten his upper body, and his fat back exposed to everyone's eyes.

There was only a trace of red marks on his dark back, and there was no other knife wound, not even a broken skin hole.

Master Zhou has nothing to do, I hit him with the back of the knife. Han Yi stared at the ruffian beside Yuan Wanran, his expression was cold. If I touched my family, I would be killed.

He cracked his clothes and knife skills quickly, but he kept Master Zhou from being hurt. The ruffian was already unable to speak. He heard this and saw Yuan Wanran as if he was a ghost and ran away from afar

Zhou Qing reached out and touched his back, his face swelled and his liver smeared, and he stood up.

Master Zhou, the winner has been decided, please extend your palm and head towards the road

Zhou Qingji pointed at Han Yi, everyone said that the country people are honest, I'm a little bitch, you're so crazy, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger

Tolerate you, not afraid of you. Han Yi said lightly, the usual turmoil has come back

Farting, you deliberately deceived me, change your skills

My original intention is to win a little, to protect your face. Han Yi paused for a moment, and spoke coldly. He offended my family and couldn't bear it.

The skylight shone, he stood in the heart of the courtyard, his clothes were like ordinary village men, but his eyes were bright but not angry but powerful. His seven-foot body was tall and straight, like a vast and unshakable Yue Zhi. Zhou Qing gritted his teeth and did not dare to take the step forward.

Yuan Wanran had not yet drunk the wine, but she was a little drunk. Han once again stood up for her.

Then she thought, if Han Yi replaced my family with my wife, that would be even better. If I use my Awan, my Awan, hey...

She couldn't help but smile foolishly, and she looked at Lu Po and said that she had been scrutinized. Her ears were so spicy that she turned into a dry smile

Lu Po smiled, with a kind look, as if she understood her, and didn't think it was strange.

At this time, Zhou Qing said: ...Little Po Village, it’s not that Lu Gousheng begged me, I won’t come. I angrily led people away

Later, Han Yitong said that he not only worked in shops, but also occasionally entered the military camp. He served as a general interpreter when the official trained foreign soldiers. He competed with the soldiers several times and never lost to North.

Even so, Yuan Wanran was uneasy. Knowing that Han Yi would not disappear out of thin air, she still looked at him that day.

After the medicine at night, Han Yi held her again. Without waiting for him to exert much effort, she followed her past softly.

Her cheeks were pressed against his strong muscles, she wrapped her hands slightly around his waist, closed her eyes

Han Yi is still there, and An Haowuque is by her side

She breathed a sigh of relief, and she felt happy. Then a trace of soreness climbed up to the bridge of her nose. Now, even though she was staying together, Han Yi was about to go to war in a while.

Thinking of this, she grabbed him and kept her clothes. Han Yi gently stroked her back without saying anything. The two of them remained silent.

A Wan For a long time, Han Yi called out softly above her head

Hum? She responded with a nasal voice, Han Yi's touch was warm and gentle, and over time she almost drowsy

Tonight... Han Yi started, but he was a little silly in his voice. Yuan Wanran instinctively understood

She trembled, and she struggled back. Han Yi let go of his arm for a while. Instead, she trembled and bit her lower lip lightly and fell back to his chest.

Yes, she responded with a slight hug, her red face buried in his arms

Han Yi's strong body moved slightly, and the top of her head began to mark her lips.

When he kissed his forehead and changed his cheekbones, she thought it was her turn to her cheek, but a kiss was placed on her earlobe.

Han Yi seemed to be very interested in the small piece of land, so he kissed it twice, and stopped by her cheeks and rubbed it to her neck.

Huh... She heard her breathing slightly, so she quickly pressed down, afraid that she would seem too emotional

Fortunately, Han Yiquan didn't pay attention. After kissing her cheek, he held her cheek and observed her mouth and nose intently. His solemn appearance was no less than investigating the terrain of the battlefield. When she faced such a look, she almost sat upright. Han Yi turned his head slightly, approached her and kissed her mouth.

Yuan Wanran's eyes widened and stared at Han Yi who was really close to her eyes. His breath was on her face, warm and hot, his lips were also warm and soft, gently rubbed on her lips.

The touch of the skin is very clear, but the mind is empty and cannot turn for a long time. Han Yi retreated and she finally came back to her senses.

Kissed? She kissed Han Yi? The blood rushed to the forehead, Yuan Wanran was dizzy and shook, Han Yibao stopped her, clearly feeling that her soft body was trembling

Awan? He stepped back and confirmed that his little bride was comfortable and comfortable, but saw her face red and beautiful, her eyes wide open black and black, and her watery blinked at her.

Yilan he murmured

What? Before Yuan Wanran finished speaking, Han Yi came over again, held the back of her head and kissed her lip