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Chapter 265 Kill her

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    He took a deep breath again.

    Because Song Muyao fell in front of him, his coat was also stained with some pollen.

    He could smell the vague smell.

    That was the smell that impressed him most deeply in his subconscious mind.  But I don¡¯t know why, it seems that I haven¡¯t smelled it for a long time.

    At this moment, Song Muyao behind him called out softly.

    ¡°Oops, my skirt seems to have been scratched by something!¡±

    Zhao Shuying glanced at it and frowned: "The skirt is broken? Did it hurt you? Is it really okay?"

    "I'm fine, grandma."

    Song Muyao responded with a smile, then looked left and right, her eyes fixed on Xu Xiaonan's shoes, "Do you have a knife in your shoes? If you step on them, you can break my skirt!"

    However, fortunately, this skirt was only worn by me to attend the birthday party. If someone ruined the skirt that I had worn to participate in the intercontinental competition like Yiyi did last time, I would be in big trouble, brother!  "

    Song Yiyi¡¯s clothes

    This sentence was like a needle pricking Fu Sichen's cerebral cortex, and he suddenly thought of something.

    At that time, Song Yiyi pointed at his girl¡¯s nose and said that the girl cut the skirt.  Without surveillance or fingerprints, the girl almost couldn't prove her innocence.

    Fortunately, it was later found out that there was iris pollen on the cut clothes

    ¡°Wait a minute¡­ iris pollen!

    Song Qinrong happened to walk up to Fu Sichen, but saw that the other person had his eyes slightly lowered, as if he was in a daze or deep in thought. His temperament was condensed, making people afraid to approach him.

    She simply didn¡¯t come closer. She only raised her lips slightly and continued walking in the direction of Song Muyao: "Huh? Which of your brothers got into trouble?"

    Hearing this voice, Fu Sichen's eyes widened.

    The usually calm man was so panicked for the first time. He turned around and said, "Girl, don't go there!"

    Song Qinrong paused suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

    But at this moment, Song Muyao swung the hem of her skirt and walked towards Song Qinrong with a smile.

    "No, Rongrong, your clothes are so beautiful! Where did they come from"

    As she walked, she shook her hair habitually.

    The long hair was stained with the pollen on the skirt, and curled up in the air, carrying countless invisible iris pollen, whirling in the air, heading towards Song Qinrong.

    When Fu Sichen saw this, his eyes were almost bloodshot.

    He stepped forward in a panic, even knocking over the chair next to him.  The chair hit his foot, but he didn't care about the pain at all and just ran forward like crazy.

    He can¡¯t let what happened three years ago happen again!

    "We can no longer let the girl be like three years ago, with her whole body red and swollen and unable to breathe, her beautiful little face turned red from holding back, her delicate eyes full of tears coughed up, her eyes full of despair and pain.

    Whenever he thinks of this scene, Fu Sichen's heart hurts as if someone is grabbing him.

    If Zhang Yunian hadn¡¯t happened to be nearby at that time and sealed the acupuncture treatment in time, the girl might have been in unpredictable danger!

    Her pollen allergy is actually very serious and life-threatening

    But now the distance between Song Qinrong and Song Muyao is very close. No matter how fast he moves, he can't compare with the advantage of physical distance.

    Thinking of this, Fu Sichen suddenly turned his gaze and shouted to Zhang Yunian: "Stop her quickly!"

    Zhang Yunian had just come over in order to win over Song Muyao. When he heard Fu Sichen's rambling words, he somehow understood the meaning behind his breath.

    But he was still some distance away from Song Muyao. As soon as his mind changed, he pushed Xu Xiaonan who was stunned in the middle with his hand faster than his eyes.

    Xu Xiaonan:?  ?  ?

    Before he could react from his inexplicable fall to the ground, he threw himself in the direction of Song Muyao again.

    This time, he pinned Song Muyao directly under him.

    His whole face was buried in Song Muyao's slender waist. The soft flesh of the other party's belly and the fragrance of a woman surrounded all his senses.

    Xu Xiaonan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

    Nosebleeds gushed out.

    At this time, Fu Sichen also grabbed Song Qinrong's wrist and pulled her behind him.

    "Girl, don't come near her!"

    Song Qinrong was completely confused.

    "What's wrong?"

      She stabilized her figure, but immediately understood what Fu Sichen meant, which was to tell her not to get close to Song Muyao.

    She turned around and instinctively took a step forward to ask Fu Sichen.

    Fu Sichen was shocked and took a step back: "Don't come near me either!"

    As he spoke, he quickly took off the suit jacket he had just put on, sniffed it, his face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were clouded.

    Song Qinrong¡¯s reaction has always been sharp. Seeing the other party¡¯s expression and movements, and thinking of the series of reactions just now, she suddenly figured it out: "Iris pollen?"

    Fu Sichen¡¯s expression was cold, but his voice was still gentle when facing Song Qinrong: ¡°She has a lot of it on her body. Don¡¯t go there. It¡¯s best to go back to the room now.¡±

    Song Qinrong frowned, glanced at Song Muyao who was lying on the ground in pain and couldn't even scream, pursed her lips, turned around and left.

    The living room was left in chaos.

    Song Muyao didn¡¯t know how she could be so unlucky today, especially at the last moment, when her waist was almost broken due to the weight of the little puppy.

    "Get up." After a long while, she said in a low voice.

    Fu Yan couldn't stand it any longer, so he got up and helped the man up. When he saw his nosebleed, he couldn't help but laugh: "You boy, you are so lucky today."

    It was rare that Xu Xiaonan did not quarrel with Fu Yan.

    Now his whole face was bright red, his nosebleed had just stopped, and he looked at Song Muyao with wet eyes, feeling extremely pitiful.

    Song Muyao was originally angry, but when she looked up and saw the other person's expression, her heart softened again. She simply turned back and cursed at Fu Sichen: "Didn't I just call you the youngest a few times? There's no need to retaliate against me like this!"

    Fu Sichen did not speak, but looked at Song Muyao coldly, with an unprecedented stern expression.

    "Where did the pollen on your body come from?"

    Song Muyao looked confused: "What pollen?"

    Fu Sichen stared at her deeply, as if he wanted to see some clues from her face. After a while, he ordered Chen Yan: "Take Miss Song down and investigate her carefully!"

    Chen Yan nodded: "Yes." Then he turned around and went out to make a phone call.

    Song Muyao was completely stunned: "You, you, you, you old man, why are you so crazy!"

    Zhao Shuying also frowned. Just when she was about to ask what was going on, Zhang Yunian, who was standing next to her, stepped forward with a cold expression on her face: "Now, your whole body is covered with iris pollen."

    "Ah? Really?" Song Muyao smelled the scent on her body and looked confused, "It seems to be truebut, what's wrong?"

    Zhang Yunian sneered: "What's wrong? Don't you know, little master your second lady is allergic to iris pollen? Did you walk over with these things and want to kill her on the spot?" (note)  Please visit our website: www.hlnovel.com
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