"It's time to test his acting skills." His eyes surging. After saying that, he bent down and grabbed Jiang Wanwan's leg, and picked her up.

He didn't say it clearly, but Jiang Wanwan understood what he meant. She didn't know when they became so tacit.

Jiang Wanwan resisted the urge to exclaim and his body softly nestled in his arms.

His ears were pillowing on his heart, and even his heartbeat was clearly visible.

He held her as light as holding a mutton.

He Shengting's high legs came to Jiang Shengchu's group in a blink of an eye.

A clever waiter brought the recliner over, and He Shengting put Jiang Wanwan on it.

Yan Jingyao asked with a look: "Miss Jiang is okay?"

"Why is it okay? If she buys accident insurance, she has to make a profit."

After hearing his tone, Yan Jingyao understood. He stood by and watched from the wall.

Jiang Wanwan lay down, and Jiang Shengchu was not much better either. He was not very lucky. After being kicked off by Jiang Wanwan, his forehead hit the stone. At this time, blood flowed down the forehead, and his face was creeping in blood, which was a bit creepy.

Jiang Shengchu was unstable and pointed at Jiang Wanwan: "What are you pretending to be! Where did you get the strength to kick someone just now?"

Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes and compared him with whom she had a high level of skill in strife. She held her forehead and frowned delicately. She seemed to be thrown down very hard, and she was drowsy and even had difficulty speaking.

"Brother, can you be kind to be kind to the good? Even girls can't stand up, but you still hold on to them." Yan Jingyao's other companion spoke.

"I'm holding it?" Jiang Shengchu laughed angry, "Did you see the injuries on my head? Don't you see her pretending to be delicate here, you have the will of going to the hospital for injury assessment with me!"

Yan Jingyao couldn't help laughing: "You want to prove to the whole world how miserable you were kicked by a girl?"

Because of this sentence, Jiang Shengchu's face became darker.

Jiang Xinyue spoke at the right time: "Sister, although Sheng Chu is playful, he is not a lie person. If you don't like me, I will admit it, but I hope you don't take your anger on my friends."

With one sentence, he confirmed his position. Jiang Xinyue's eyelashes were stained with tears and she choked and said, "Sister, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, I can change it. But I know Sheng Chu's personality, he is just used to protecting me and has no malice."

Without malice, she deliberately beat her little red horse? Jiang Xinyue really thinks she has an IQ fee!

What responded to her was Jiang Wanwan's moan of pain. Her expression was extremely painful, and she even felt a headache.

Others don’t know that Jiang Shengchu knew the scene of Jiang Wanwan falling down. The more he watched her act in the afternoon, the more angry the chest became. He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his back bulged.

"Don't be pretending there! Who are you scaring?" Jiang Shengchu came forward and wanted to grab Jiang Wanwan's arm, trying to pull her off the recliner.

He came in a fierce manner, and before his hand could touch Jiang Wanwan, he was pinched his forearm.

"Let go!" Jiang Shengchu roared angrily in the face of the man standing in front of him.

He Shengting ignored the words, but only increased the strength in his hands.

The expression was as calm as if he was playing an irrelevant joke with someone. However, Jiang Shengchu was in pain.

Jiang Xinyue took two steps forward, plucked He Shengting's sleeve with courage, and said timidly: "Mr. He, don't be angry, okay? Sheng Chu didn't do it on purpose. For my sake, can you stop skating him?"

He Shengting turned his head and his eyes fixed on her face for two seconds. It seemed that he was considering it.

Jiang Xinyue saw the turn of opportunity and her eyes were filled with expectations.

Everyone was waiting for He Shengting's response.

With more than ten pairs of eyes on, He Shengting actually let go of Jiang Shengchu's hand and took a step back.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his originally cold temperament was particularly charming by this laughter. "That's for Miss Jiang's sake."

He Shengting's skills have always been to pave the road. When will he see him give way to others?

Others looked at Jiang Xinyue with ambiguity and envy.

Jiang Xinyue has never been praised by someone with such a noble identity, and she was floating in the air. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

But in the next second, He Shengting took another step back, leaving enough distance, picked up the polo stick and chopped Jiang Shengchu's leg.

Jiang Shengchu groaned and fell to the ground. The next second, he couldn't support him and he crawled on the ground.

He felt his bones break and rolling on the ground in pain.

Jiang Xinyue's face was pale and her lips were trembling: "Mr. He, how can you..."

But He Shengting didn't seem to hear what she said. He weighed the polo stick in his hand and stepped forward.

Jiang Shengchu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at He Shengting with hatred and fear, "What do you want to do?"

Without wearing glasses, the cold light in He Shengting's eyes was even more attractive. His face was light, and it was difficult to tell the joy and anger, "Is it good?"

This question sounded a little familiar. Jiang Shengchu suddenly remembered the same thing, and he had just asked Jiang Wanwan.

Seeing that he did not answer, He Shengting waved the polo stick in his hand towards him.

When He Shengting dared to attack his leg, he dared to chop his head with a stick. Jiang Shengchu was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he quickly hugged his head in a kneeling position.

With a "bang", Jiang Shengchu's head lighted, and his equestrian cap was shot down and he rolled to the ground.

Jiang Shengchu's hair was messy by the cold wind. It was only a few centimeters away, and his neck was in danger.

Not only him, everyone present was worried.

Jiang Shengchu was frightened by his actions and gritted her teeth: "Why are you so arrogant?"

He Shengting is very tall and can afford the four words "standing up" from the bottom to the top. He has a tall and majestic figure, but his temperament is filled with a gloomy and difficult to melt.

In a trance, people will have a question: Is he a human being? Why is there no trace of human softness in his eyes? Is he living under the bright sun that all living beings have? Why is there no light in his temperament?

At this moment, Jiang Shengchu realized that he wanted to live, and did not care about his life, nor did he care about his own life.

Jiang Shengchu knelt there, his hatred for He Shengting was gone, and all the rest was fear.

"Yes... I'm sorry." In order to save his life, Jiang Shengchu just squeezed out three words from his teeth. Yu Guang suddenly saw He Shengting's polo stick coming again.

He hurriedly hugged his head, tears popping out of his eyes uncontrollably.

He Shengting still repeated the same sentence: "Is it fun?!"

He used 90% of his strength in this attack. The polo stick barely crossed Jiang Shengchu's scalp, unable to contain the force, and hit Jiang Shengchu's right next to him.

Jiang Shengchu's horse screamed and fell down with a "bang". A deep trace on the horse's neck bleed.
Chapter completed!