The two men and one woman were still pushing and pushing each other under the lamp post. Wen Qingying walked to the side. One of them shouted impatiently, "What are you looking at?" The other just pretended not to see it, and raised his hand to drag the girl. Arm, hand stretched halfway, was grabbed by Wen Qingying's forearm.
Tao Ling quickly followed.
"What are you doing? Mind your mother's business!" The man frowned and tried to break free when he returned his hand. Unexpectedly, Wen Qingying's hand was so powerful that he couldn't loosen it a bit when he struggled.
The other girl who let go of the drunk was about to raise her fist according to Wen Qingying's face.
Tao Ling was startled and was about to make a move when Wen Qingying gave her head to the side and kicked the opponent, causing him to stumble backwards.
Tao Ling knew that he couldn't get involved, so he didn't move.
Wen Qingying looked back at him and pointed to the woman who was holding the lamppost beside her. Tao Ling then stepped forward to support the girl to make sure that she would not kneel on the ground.
The two men had been drinking, and they were both angry. The one who was being dragged by Wen Qingying couldn't break free.
Wen Qingying grabbed his wrist and slammed the person forward a bit. He swung his hand for half a circle, and in the next second, the person was thrown out and hit another person at once.
The two looked at each other and rushed forward again, but they were stunned at the beginning, and their physique was no match for Wen Qingying, not enough for Wen Qingying to drink a pot.
Tao Ling watched from the sidelines, and felt that Qingying must have been used to fighting since childhood, and was usually very peaceful, but he couldn't see it at all.
Seeing that he couldn't beat it, a man whistled, and the security guard at the door of the bar came over. Before getting close to the few people here, a car stopped by the roadside, and a tall man in a black suit got off, and directly called the security guard. stuck halfway.
"Go away." The man said in a deep voice.
Tao Ling was a little farther away and didn't understand how the man negotiated with the security guard, but two minutes later, a few people suddenly appeared in the bar and dragged the two men who were entangled.
Tao Ling: "..."
With Wen Qingying's skills, although it wasn't a difficult situation right now, he didn't expect this siege to be solved so quickly.
After the woman had drunk, her beautiful face was even more radiant under the lamp. Her body was paralyzed, and she couldn't help sliding down. Tao Ling couldn't hug directly, so she turned to look at Wen Qingying and rushed at him. beckon.
Wen Qingying glanced at the black suit that was inserted horizontally, walked back to the lamppost, grabbed the woman's wrist, and lifted the man to his feet.
"Ah." The woman smiled drunkenly, looked at Wen Qingying for a while, and pointed at him with her index finger, "Yo, who is this? It turns out to be Young Master Wen, it's you, why are you here?"
When the night wind blew, she shuddered and seemed to wake up a little, but she realized that the person who was pulling her just now was not Wen Qingying. Pointing her index finger back and forth a few times, she looked back at Tao Ling, tilted her head and frowned, thinking for a moment, "Who are you?"
The man in the black suit approached and shouted, "Miss."
When the woman saw him coming, she immediately looked impatient: "Bai Guan! I told you that you are not allowed to follow me today! What are you doing? You don't listen to me, right!"
Bai Guan was so yelled that he didn't dare to say a word, but he still looked concerned.
Wen Qingying looked down at the woman with an indifferent expression.
Before he could say anything, the woman suddenly screamed: "Wen Qingying! You bastard, it hurts me so much! Let it go!"
The black suit was a little anxious, and gestured at Wen Qingying a few times, as if asking for his opinion. Wen Qingying looked at him coldly, unmoved.
Tao Ling raised his eyebrows, seeing that Wen Qingying was angry.
The big hand held on the woman's wrist was not loose at all, with an inexplicable meaning of punishment, the woman screamed hysterically, and shouted indiscriminately: "It hurts! Wen Qingying, you bastard! Go! Go far! We I'm sorry for you at home, you want to run away from home? Damn it, bastard! I'm not responsible for you! Get away!"
Listening to the inconsistency of the foreword, Tao Ling suddenly felt that this was a farce of family ethics. Maybe both parties were already married. Wen Qingying lived in someone else's house, but broke up temporarily... or divorced.
And I am a passerby, just to provide a shooting perspective.
The woman couldn't scold, and finally said suddenly: "Fuck/your mother! I fuck/your uncle!"
Tao Ling frowned.
Bai Guan was shocked when these two sentences came out, and glanced at Wen Qingying, he was relieved to see Wen Qingying's expressionless face.
Tao Ling looked around, and there were people passing by and turning back from time to time.
This situation is too strange, quarrels are not like quarrels, emotional disputes are not so normal, people can't help but want to explore, the impact is not very good, maybe the patrol personnel will come over later.
Tao Ling was helpless and took a step towards Wen Qingying.
Approaching, Wen Qingying turned her head to see him, as if she just realized that there was still a husband, and the next moment, his cold and hard breath was restrained.
Turning his head in a hurry, he let go of his hand and followed the trend again, seemingly ferocious, but he used a steady force to push the man into Bai Guan's arms.
Bai Guan carefully held the woman's shoulder and looked at Wen Qingying.
Wen Qingying gestured at him, while the woman was still chattering about something, Tao Ling was afraid that his presence would embarrass them and walked to the side of the road.
After a while, Wen Qingying came over and patted his shoulder.
Tao Ling nodded, looked back, and saw Bai Guan hugging the woman and stuffing people into the car.
"Let's go." He said, raising his foot. My heart was as unbearable as being scratched by a cat, and after all, I was restrained and didn't ask a word.
The autumn wind is already a bit like a thin knife, rustling. After taking a detour along a road that I don't usually walk, I finally turned into a familiar old street.
Tao Ling kept his head down and looked at the road.
When he arrived at the gate of the community, he inadvertently curled the corner of his mouth and turned his head to go in, but Wen Qingying followed from behind and grabbed his wrist.
This action-
Tao Ling burst into flames for no reason, and threw it hard as if in a conditioned reflex.
Wen Qingying released her hand, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.
Tao Ling suddenly felt that he was inexplicable. He raised his head to see Wen Qingying's stunned face, and even showed a bit of innocence between his eyebrows.
"Sorry, I'm leaving, I'm a little tired." He turned his head and wanted to leave again.
Wen Qingying hurriedly took two steps forward, and while turning around to stand in front of him, she lightly placed one hand on his shoulder and typed with the phone in the other.
Tao Lingqiang held back his impatience and the faint anger that it brought.
Getting angry at someone you don't know is a very outrageous and out-of-bounds behavior, especially when the anger turns out to be a desire for intimacy.
And everything now shows that the desire for intimacy has hit a wall.
Two seconds later, Wen Qingying flipped over the phone and stabbed Tao Ling's forehead directly, causing him to be stunned for a moment.
"She's my sister."
The irritability suddenly disappeared, followed by embarrassment.
Wen Qingying smiled a little embarrassedly, and seeing that he didn't want to leave, she typed again: "She's my sister, but we don't have a good relationship. I'm afraid she'll have an accident when she's drunk. The one next to her is the We grew up together as adopted children at home."
Tao Ling's face was expressionless, but he quickly sorted out the scene just now. Thinking of what the woman said, he finally spit out: "Did you run away from home?"
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