Jun Xiqing pushed his large palm away. Lu Yiming’s well-defined fingers slowly withdrew from her small belly, but still protected her slender waist.
It was very chaotic here. His tall and slender body firmly protected her delicate body in his arms.
Jun Xiqing looked ahead worriedly. Dongfang Yu and Mu Yutang were already surrounded by those hooligans who were carrying their weapons.
She quickly took out her phone and called the police.
Mu Yu Tang’s heart tightened. She looked up at Dongfang Yu’s devilishly handsome face and said nervously, “A Yu, there are so many people. Can you beat them?”
Dongfang Yu put Mu Yu Tang aside and said in a low voice, “Stand here and don’t move.”
Mu Yu Tang nodded hard, not wanting him to be distracted.
Dongfang Yu turned around and held a wine bottle in his hand. He smashed the wine bottle on the table and curled his thin lips in a devilish and wild manner. “F * CK Your Grandpa!”