Chapter 54: I didn't hit anyone

Chapter 54 I'm Not Hitting People
Ji Weixi thought about it and sent a text message to Li Shaoling: I'm home, you take good care of your son!
Is it a bit too fierce, after thinking about it, she deleted the input again, who knows if he will be angry and throw his son away.
She re-entered: Then I will go home first, and my son will trouble you to take care of it.
Click to send.
As soon as Ji Weixi and Tian Miaomiao came to the parking lot, they heard a roar not far away: "Stop me!"
Several brawny men with large round waists ran over with sticks in their hands.
Ji Weixi only felt a figure flashing in front of him.
The figure quickly and skilfully slipped under the car of Ji Weixi with a low waist.
The strong man chased sweat on his head and swept around without seeing anyone. The fiercely asked, "Hey, did you see a man running past here?"
Tian Miaomiao was scared to hide behind Ji Weixi, holding her clothes, and Ji Weixi shook her head subconsciously.
"Brother, that kid mustn't have run far!"
The strong man headed nodded: "Brothers, chase me!"
A few people ran away, and the person under the car drilled out. Before looking at it, he smiled at Ji Weixi and said, "Thank you!"
Ji Weixi was trying to say rude, and saw his face froze.
Lying down, Mo Nanfeng? ? ?
Mo Nanfeng saw Ji Weixi also froze. He wandered up and down on Ji Weixi with his eyes up and down.
This woman ... has more flavor than four years ago.
The body is also fuller than four years ago, and at first glance the type of provoking crime.
Mo Nanfeng no longer has the extraordinary spirit and imagination of four years ago.
He had just finished drilling the bottom of the car, his clothes were all oily, his hair was messy, his sleeves were cut to a nick, and the flesh inside was faintly visible.
In the impression of Ji Weixi, the gentle and rude face was whiter than before, and even a few degrees darker.
The male became a silk, this span is a bit large.
Never thought of meeting in this way, Mo Nanfeng smiled awkwardly: "Weixi ... I haven't seen you in a long time."
Ji Weixi turned blankly and opened the door to sit in.
"Weixi!" Mo Nanfeng panicked and hurried forward to stop her. "Weixi ... you ... I really want to ask you what you have been doing in the past four years ... are you okay?"
The slap he hit her four years ago was so vivid that the pain seemed to come again.
Ji Weixi drew his lips and sneered, "Before asking Mo Gongzi, he should first look at his own virtues."
She is doing well and never needs anyone to care. In his current situation, let's worry about yourself first.
Mo Nanfeng heard that there was an embarrassment when the scar was uncovered, and his face was injured: "Weixi, I know you hate me, but I was blinded by my anger at that time, I really did not mean it, you disappear How long I regret it, I ... "
He said more and more excited, came over and held Ji Weixi's hand and put it on his face, "Weixi, you hit me! As long as you can breathe out, as long as you can forgive me, I can bear as much as I slap! "
His eyes were loving and he looked at her with pity, making it impossible for him to play this cruel hand.
Ji Weixi was silent for a while, and she smiled suddenly: "I don't want to hit someone."
The pitiful little crack in Mo Nanfeng's eyes was replaced by surprise.
He knew he was still so soft-hearted and easily forgave others.
But the surprise lasted only a few seconds, and a gust of wind rolled up in his ears. With a "snap", his cheek was stinging hot and he was beaten over his head.
Ji Weixi shook his aching palm and smiled slightly: "I'm not hitting anyone."