Han Feng ignored him and asked in turn, "What did you do to Xiao Qiao again?"
"None of your business!"
The hardships these days have caused Jun Ting to lose his usual demeanor.
Walking around Han Feng, I wanted to leave, but as if I remembered something, I stopped walking and stared at Han Feng's face.
Feeling paralyzed by his gaze, Han Feng instinctively took a step back. "You... what are you looking at?"
"You..."
Jun Ting finally remembered that he had seen this face somewhere.
Although the other party only appeared at that banquet for a few minutes, he was deeply impressed.
He frowned and looked at Han Feng's appearance and the flinch in his eyes, and shook his head.
Probably not.
One is dirty, smelly, dressed in rags, naive and stupid, the other is cold and cruel, doesn't recognize his relatives, and has a mysophobia.
How could it be him?
Thinking that Su Qiao would rather be with such a man than accept his overtures, Jun Ting felt unbalanced again.
"What's so good about you?"
As he said that, Jun Ting reached out and pushed him, his eyes were contemptuous, but he could not hide his jealousy. "You are stupid, stupid, useless, and a poor guy. How on earth do you deserve her to treat him differently?"
Han Feng's expression was cold for a moment, but he quickly gritted his teeth and held back.
He clenched his fist at his side and said, "I won't lie to her."
"You...?"
Han Feng One sentence, but it hits the point.
The biggest problem between Jun Ting and Su Qiao is that he cheated on her.
Because of this incident, he was beaten until his nose was black and his eyes were swollen, and he lost all face.
"You're cruel! After we get out, I'll see if you can still be so arrogant!"
After speaking with a gloomy expression, Jun Ting turned pale and stepped up to leave the forest.
Han Feng's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and she stood directly in front of him. "You want to deal with her?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his hands had already pinched Jun Ting's neck, and he pushed him back hard, hitting a big tree behind him.
Jun Ting didn't expect that he would make a sudden move. He was caught off guard and his back hit the big tree behind him. The pain made his expression distorted and he was filled with anger.
"How dare you hit me?"
Han Feng ignored him at all, said nothing, and hit him with his fists.
That fist was hard and solid. ∵
The muscles covered by the big gray T-shirt are bulging, as if every muscle contains endless power.
Even though Jun Ting is not short, standing at 1.78 meters, but in front of this stupid big guy like Han Feng, he can only be beaten.
He wanted to resist, but because he lost the opportunity at the beginning and was strangled tightly by the neck, in the end he was pressed hard to the ground by Han Feng, pinching him until he rolled his eyes.
Su Qiao was editing Back Basket when he heard the sound and ran over.
She was really frightened by the scene before her.
In her impression, Han Feng was a person who didn't know how to reply when he was scolded, and didn't know how to fight back when he was beaten. But now he beat Jun Ting hard?
Could it be that she saw it wrong?
Seeing Jun Ting being pinched till his face turned the color of pig liver, his eyes rolled up, and he looked like he was about to die, Su Qiao walked over.
"Silly man, what are you doing?"
Han Feng was so 'engaged' just now that he didn't notice her arrival at all. When he heard the familiar voice, he turned back reflexively.
Seeing that it was really Su Qiao, I was a little overwhelmed for a moment. "I... I..."
"Save me, save me quickly, he's going to kill me."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jun Ting covered his neck and escaped from Han Feng's 'claws'. He got up on his hands and feet and ran out of the forest.
While running, he yelled Han Feng to kill him.