C28 Brawler Han Ziyi

She wore a short, pinkish-purple cape that accentuated her perfect figure, a knee-length dress of bright yellow velvet, black high-heeled shoes that accentuated her charm, and her dark hair that rose and fell naturally over her shoulders. Her clear and bright eyes, curved eyebrows, and long eyelashes trembled slightly. Her fair and flawless skin revealed a faint red powder. Her thin lips were as tender and alluring as rose petals.

Anyone who saw this woman would have aroused the desire of a man.

Seeing Xu Zhe's arrival, Han Ziyi put down the milk tea in her hand and waved at Xu Zhe, smiling. "You have an air conditioner in your house, so you don't need to use refrigeration to make heat, right?"

Having his embarrassment exposed, Xu Zhaojun's face turned red. "Can you... let's not talk about these embarrassing things. We can still be friends."

"Oh? Just to be friends? " She quickly stepped forward and held Xu Zhe's arm.

Seeing that she was a great beauty, Lin Chun felt a bit unbalanced in his heart, "Where did this stinking Xu Zhe get such luck from? Why haven't I come across her for 30 years?"

"Let go!" Xu Zhe said with a red face. He wanted to break free from the woman's grasp, but the building tightened his grip.

"You can't even recognize my voice? Are you thinking of me as that kind of woman? " Han Ziyi asked.

"No, I just didn't hear it for a moment …" Xu Zhe explained with a bitter face.

"Alright, I'll believe you for the time being."

"Why are you here?" Xu Zhe asked.

"The Benevolence Hall is owned by my family." She spoke faintly, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

It was amazing! Being embraced by a hundred million strong beauty made Xu Zhe feel indescribably good.

Feeling the warmth on her arm and smelling the faint fragrance in the air, she couldn't help but steal a glance at Han Ziyi's chest.

"Little brother, if you want to see, we'll find a place for you to see more." Han Ziyi was a hoodlum. Seeing Xu Zhe's face turn red, she was very happy. She moved closer to Xu Zhe's ear and continued luring him.

Xu Zhe's face, which was originally red with alcohol, now looked like it was about to bleed. He was very nervous in his heart. Could it be that the purity he had accumulated for more than twenty years was going to be tainted?

"Hey, hey ~ Junior Brother, that side is already preparing to close up. Let's go take a look as well." Just as Xu Zhe was about to agree, Lin Chun said with a darkened face. He treated Xu Zhe as his brother-in-law, how could he let others take him away? He glared hatefully at Han Ziyi. The threatening look in his eyes was clear to see.

"Mm. Let's go." Seeing the gloomy look on Lin Chun's face, Xu Zhe quickly pulled out his arm and walked towards the stall with big steps.

Han Ziyi hurriedly followed. The group of three arrived before the stalls. Han Ziyi quickly stepped forward and gave Qin Guoyang a bear hug.

The surrounding people all looked at Qin Guoyang with strange expressions. It was as if he was saying, "You really are getting stronger and stronger with age."

"Lil Violet, why are you here? Let go of me, pay attention to the effect, pay attention to the effect." Qin Guoyang looked at Han Ziyi who was in front of him and asked.

"I happened to be nearby, so I came to take a look. "You are my grandfather, how can you be aware of any effects?" Although she said that she was fine, she still let go of Qin Guoyang.

"Oh." Qin Guoyang indifferently replied.

At this moment, on the ground, the stall owner was about to close up when he casually picked up Taijin and put him into a plastic bag before tossing him into the basket. He even threw a small stool above the age of Tai. This series of actions was enough to cause some of the old people to feel heartache.

Other people would treat such medicinal herbs as if they were worshipping their ancestors, and they would act with utmost care and caution, afraid that they might be damaged in the slightest. Yet, this man casually threw the wooden bench towards Tai Jin, regardless of whether Tai Jin would be crushed or not.