"Not going to explain?" Feng Huang asked.
Shen Yu looked at Luo Yan, and Luo Yan was looking at him too.
Forget it, at most it's just another beating. It's not like it's the first time.
Shen Yu took a deep breath and said: "Luo Yan, I like you. I hope you can let go of the past and accept me..."
Bang!
The punch came as expected, landing on Shen Yu's nose.
A warm sensation in the nasal cavity, and two streams of crimson blood flowed down—punched until he had a nosebleed!
Feng Huang's lips twitched. Is this still romantic?
"Luo Yan, I'm sincere..."
Bang!
Another punch, and the nosebleed was even worse.
At this moment... it's a good time to faint!
Shen Yu swayed and closed his eyes as he fell.
Luo Yan: "..." Fainted just like that? So weak?
Feng Huang didn't expect Shen Yu to faint like this, so he hurried to catch him.
Luo Yan looked at her fist, hesitating whether to call a doctor. The bodyguard stepped forward: "Miss, we should go."
