"I'm sorry that my brother's matter has caused you confusion! But I don't need to lie to Miss Luo about this kind of matter! So I hope that Miss Luo can stay away from my brother for your own comfort! Of course I also I will try my best to control him and keep him away from you!" Jun Mohan said apologetically.
But Luo Liyan raised the corners of her lips sarcastically, and looked Jun Mohan up and down.
"You don't think your brother can do anything to me, do you?!"
"I know that Miss Luo's skill is not bad, but my brother has also undergone special training, so I think..."
"You don't need to think about it! Tell me, who is better, your brother or you?" Luo Liyan directly interrupted him.
"Our two skills are on par!" Jun Mohan raised his head and glanced at her, and then a glint of incomprehensible light flashed in his eyes, "Miss Luo, do you want to compare me to me?!"
"That's natural! After you beat me, we'll continue to talk about the following issues!" Luo Liyan said as she hooked her fingers at him, with an evil smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.
It looks bad, but it is inexplicably attractive.
Jun Mohan's eyes fell on Luo Liyan's fair wrist, and his breathing became a little heavy.
Although he knew very well in his heart that he should reject her proposal.
But that white and tender skin kept tempting him.
Just a touch... just a touch!
Jun Mohan kept talking in his heart, then stood up and nodded to Luo Liyan.
"Then ask Miss Luo for advice!"
As he said that, he quickly swung his fist and hit Luo Liyan in the face.
Although he only used four points of strength, for a person like him who has practiced martial arts for a long time, this kind of strength is already quite heavy.
The moment he punched out his fist, he even felt a little regretful, feeling that his strength could be retracted a little more.
But before he could make any movements to ease his movements, Luo Liyan's small palm wrapped his big palm and held it directly in the air.
Jun Mohan moved his wrist, trying to break free.
But the seemingly soft little hands were like iron tongs at this moment, pinching him tightly, making him unable to move even a little bit.
When he was struggling, he had already used all his strength.
After realizing that he really couldn't break free, he swept out with his legs.
But Luo Liyan moved faster than his legs, the little hand holding his fist twisted, and Mo Junhan was turned over.
In a slightly deformed posture, he carried it behind his back.
Then, without waiting for him to struggle, Luo Liyan pressed him directly on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and pressed his whole body on it.
"Mr. Jun, let's not talk about whether your brother is sick or not! With your strength, in me, I can crush you with just one hand!" Luo Liyan said with a little complacency He chuckled lightly, "So instead of worrying about whether your brother will hurt me, Mr. Jun, you should worry about whether I will hurt him! After all, as long as he really has the idea of plotting against me, I'm afraid He will be blown up by me! At that time, I will be in self-defense, and the one who suffers will be your brother!"
The woman's warm breath swirled around her ear sockets.
And those pair of soft little white rabbits stuck on his back made Jun Mohan's heart flutter.