"One more look, and I'll gouge your eyes out!"
Just as Chen Fan was admiring the slender, black-stockinged legs, a cold voice sounded in his ear.
The chill in the voice made Chen Fan's heart tremble. He spat in annoyance. How could she see him staring with her sunglasses on?
Then again, Chen Fan's thought was a bit self-deceiving!
"That… that…"
Chen Fan began to speak.
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the aloof woman beside him, "Say one more word, and you're out of here immediately!"
She was as cold and aloof as an iceberg, radiating a chill from her entire being.
Cough…
Chen Fan felt indignant and muttered, 'Fine, I won't say anything if you don't want me to!'
However, his eyes betrayed him. He secretly glanced at the smooth, beautiful legs again, thinking about reaching out to touch them, but he wondered if he would get hit…
Never mind, never mind. He was already freeloading a ride, and now he wanted to freeload stockings?
Their car had only traveled about a mile from the noodle shop when two unmarked vans emerged from both sides of the road.
They blocked the path ahead of them.
Uncle Gong saw this and slammed on the brakes…
Instantly, the two people in the back seat of the car lurched forward. In a moment of chivalry, Chen Fan quickly moved towards Xia Bingqing, facing her directly. Moreover, Chen Fan instinctively used his hand to support her, and a soft sensation immediately surged into his palm. kuAiδugg
Damn, I didn't realize this girl was so… ample…
At the same time, Xia Bingqing's mind was in a whirl. She could clearly feel a man's hand gripping her.
Her brain experienced a momentary blank…
Uncle Gong turned around and saw what was happening behind him. He was also stunned, his face darkening. "Young lady, are you alright!"
Xia Bingqing heard him and snapped back to reality. She raised her hand and slapped Chen Fan.
"Get lost, you pervert…"
Chen Fan was slapped aside and retorted indignantly, "Why are you like this? I saved you, so why are you the one making the accusation!"
"Just now, if I hadn't thrown myself forward to save you, could your head have withstood hitting the hard seat? Also, what if the lenses of your glasses shattered from the impact and pierced your eyes?"
Chen Fan spoke with righteous indignation, leaving Xia Bingqing speechless.
She stood frozen, realizing that it seemed to make sense.
Uncle Gong, who was initially prepared to reprimand Chen Fan, was now convinced.
Chen Fan, observing the situation, added, "No need to thank me too much. Ten or eighty thousand would be fine!"
"Look… those people outside are probably after you!"
Only then did they react. Outside the car, more than a dozen burly men had surrounded them, each wearing a mask and holding knives and clubs, appearing extremely fierce.
Xia Bingqing didn't say much. Uncle Gong had already opened the door and gotten out.
He unbuttoned his suit jacket and stretched his arms.
He exuded an air of confidence.
Chen Fan, with his innocent face, looked like he was just spectating.
Seeing his country bumpkin demeanor, Xia Bingqing was filled with disgust. She decided she would find an excuse to get rid of him later.
Outside the car, Uncle Gong asked, "Who sent you!"
The man with the Zhu Bajie mask said, "Red tickets… Brothers, cut him down!"
As soon as the words fell, they charged forward, swarming Uncle Gong.
Although Uncle Gong was a capable fighter, he was ultimately outnumbered, and gradually found himself struggling.
Inside the car, Chen Fan leaned against the window and said listlessly, "I thought you were a master when you stretched just now. Turns out, you're not that impressive!"
Xia Bingqing ignored Chen Fan, but the small spark in her heart had already ignited.