It was the first time Han Jin saw Han Yao's expression on his face except sadness, until Han Yao was really his sister.

I was attracted all of a sudden, and at the same time, I sighed silently in my heart,

My brother who hasn't been together for a long time is really not as good as my boyfriend who has been together for a long time.

It seems that his sister will stay for a while after she returns home!

Han Jin, who was sighing in his heart, stopped the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and Han Jin walked towards Han Yao under the ginkgo tree.

"sister……"

Only when he had time to issue a single syllable, Han Jin was frightened by the terrifying scene under the ginkgo tree.

After two seconds of being stunned, Han Jin, who had seen many big scenes, quickly reacted and ran towards Han Yao quickly.

While running, I tripped by my right foot in the middle. I was anxious and completely concerned about my relatives with my bones and blood.

Care is confusion.

"younger sister!"

"Ba"

The loud slap sounded under the ginkgo tree,

Fu Shaoli, who came out with a bowl at the kitchen door, witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Han Yao being knocked to the ground by Zhao Hong.

Han Jin's horrified voice came from the door of the mourning hall, but failed to attract the attention of several people on the spot, which alarmed the people in the mourning hall.

Han Yao lay on the ground, his cheeks were burning and painful.

I don’t know if she should be said to be unlucky, but it was impartial. Han Yao was slapped directly on her vomit by Zhao Hong.

I was already in a fever and was in a daze, with gauze wrapped around my head, and the wound on my head was not healed at all.

The wound on the right arm is not as quick as before, because the reaction is not as quick as before.

This fell not only on her own vomit, but also on the wound on her right arm, because she subconsciously stretched out her hand to support her.

One force, and again, cracked.

Damn it!

At that moment, Han Yao's first reaction was that he felt terrifying in his heart, why did she spit under the ginkgo tree?

I didn't worry about my injury at the first time, and I couldn't understand Han Yao's brain circuit.

Fu Shaoli is worthy of being a special forces soldier, and his 100-meter sprint is fast.

Before Han Yao could get out of his heart, he was helped up by Fu Shaoli.

Except for the filthy mass on his body, he couldn't clean it up. All other dust and other things were cleaned up by Fu Shaoli, and then he protected him behind him.

Looking at the angry woman opposite, her eyes were very unkind.

Fu Shaoli's murderous aura that has been through the battlefield for a long time was not intended to scare such an ignorant village woman who is ignorant.

But he hurt his heart and could not do anything. He had to suppress his momentum no matter what.

Han Yao, who was blocked by Fu Shaoli, felt the murderous aura coming from Fu Shaoli, and silently put his forehead on his back.

Twist it for a while,

Then he pulled his clothes and sneaked into Fu Shaoli's waist without anyone else's sight.

Obviously, the man was shocked, and then his murderous aura disappeared in one second.

Han Yao secretly smiled in his heart. Although he felt it was a bit inappropriate, and it was her who was hurt, but what if she said,

Perhaps it was because of the extreme sorrow that she had the intention of making fun of her.

The hand was caught, and Fu Shaoli, whose big hand with calluses, pinched her hand with thin calluses, and told her not to make trouble.

Han Yao pinched his hand mischievously, and then pulled it back suddenly.

Walked out from behind Fu Shaoli, looked at Zhao Hong with a smile, and looked slightly sideways.

The sleeves on the right arm, which had turned red due to the wound cracking again, were exposed in front of Zhao Hong's eyes.

"Auntie, I think... you don't want something that belongs to your family...ha!"
Chapter completed!