Chapter 19 Poppy

"Ah, fuck, I'll fucking kill you!" A scream sounded from the young man who wanted to take action against Aunt Hong, and then scolded with a pale face. Pan Hongsheng, who was scolded, walked to Aunt Hong's side with a motionless face.

"It's tough enough!" Looking at Pan Hongsheng's direct ruthlessness, Aunt Hong's pupils obviously shrank, and then she showed a spring flower-like smiling face and looked at Pan Hongsheng and said.

"That's right. I will abolish all the people who want to touch you!" Pan Hongsheng raised his eyebrows and said something flirting in the eyes of others.

"The mouth is slippery!" Her face turned red again. Aunt Hong threw a white eye at Pan Hongsheng, and then looked at the other young people with a smile on her face.

"Do you hear that? If you want to touch me, you have to listen to his disapproval first, otherwise those who lack arms and legs will not rely on us!"

Looking at Aunt Hong's childish expression, Pan Hongsheng shook his head helplessly.

A boy who has been watching the widows in the village take a bath since he was a child. At this age, he is still a junior, but at least he is not too impulsive, but Pan Hongsheng doesn't know why. The strange charm given to him by Aunt Hong can be said to make him trapped in it every minute and every second.

Indeed, Aunt Hong's intellectuality is impossible to appear in that kind of small village, and Su Xue Su Ya is actually a child in Pan Hongsheng's eyes. Although Xu Shu is a little mature, she is not like that kind of poppy **.

Yes, it's poppy.

Pan Hongsheng increasingly felt that the woman around him was always like a poppy, and he didn't have any discomfort when the two were together. On the contrary, when Pan Hongsheng saw someone preparing to touch Aunt Hong, the resentment that had never appeared in his heart arose spontaneously. Let him break the other party's wrist!

Will Pan Hongsheng, who has always adhered to the old man's style of mercy and lenient style, do such a thing? Even if he was stabbed in his hand by Wang Long with chopsticks, he thought about repaying his grievances with virtue, but now it's like this?

He was shocked. Pan Hongsheng's eyes when he looked at Aunt Hong again immediately changed a lot, a little more clear and a little more vigilant.

Of course, Aunt Hong, the originator of the whole incident, did not know that Pan Hongsheng would be on guard against himself because of this. I'm afraid that she would get the little brother into the crack of the ground with a smile.

"I can't do it anymore. What's your name? I don't care. You take me to the hospital now. What are you doing? Let's abolish him together!"

The young man who was broken by Pan Hongsheng's hand was also a man. He sweated coldly on his forehead but still shouted. Maybe several people around him heard that even a wounded man was so determined to fight. It seemed that they were greatly encouraged that three people rushed towards Pan Hongsheng at the same time.

He sighed helplessly. Pan Hongsheng really didn't want to do it. The gangster who knocked down more than 20 Black Dragon Gangs had consumed a lot of physical strength before, but now he has to do it again. Naturally, he looks impatient.

"Don't come here. I'm too lazy to do it with you. Get out of the car quickly!" Looking at the three people who were full of vigilance and walking towards him step by step, Pan Hongsheng waved his hand and said, but the driver stopped the car at this moment.

There is only one driver in Jinjiang's unmanned ticketing car. The driver who originally wanted to feast his eyes through the rearview mirror saw Pan Hongsheng and immediately stopped the car. He looked at several people and said impatiently, "You have to fight, don't make trouble here!"

"What are you? How dare you yell at me?"

stunned... Pan Hongsheng was completely petrified this time. It was not only him, but also a few hoodlums and people in the car were petrified. It turned out to be Aunt Hong who spoke!

When you make someone's car, why do you scold them? Is there such a domineering one?

Pan Hongsheng began to sweat. He looked at Aunt Hong, and found that this impenetrable poppy flower was almost crying at him. His pitiful appearance made him unable to bear to say anything to blame, and when he just shook his head helplessly, he could see the trace of cunning in the other party's eyes, even at the corners of his mouth. A faint smile.

"I'll ask you to go down and call. The car won't let you. Go down quickly. If you go down, we'll call the police!" The driver shouted, and Pan Hongsheng was about to explain, only to find that Aunt Hong grabbed her wrist and got out of the car.

Aunt Hong's hands were very soft, and her slender fingers grabbed Pan Hongsheng's arm with a slight cold feeling, just like drinking water under the hot sun. The soft feeling almost made Pan Hongsheng trembling just by pulling herself.

He was pulled out of the car by Aunt Hong, but Pan Hongsheng found that several gangsters had not come down. Looking at the crowded road, Pan Hongsheng sighed.

"Hey, why are you sighing? Is it my fault that I was too impulsive just now?" Aunt Hong is still pulling Pan Hongsheng, and Pan Hongsheng will naturally not make this matter clear when he is touched comfortably. She looked at the other party awkwardly and said, "No, isn't it too congested? I sigh for the traffic in Jinjiang!"

Pan Hongsheng glanced at him. Aunt Hong took Pan Hongsheng and slowly circled from the edge of the road to the pedestrian road. Looking at the whole street, there were few people, she also sighed.

"Do you know? When you choose to take a different path from others, you must remember two points. The first is that you don't regret going on, and the second is that there must be someone on this road with you!"

The seemingly casual sentence shocked Pan Hongsheng all over, and his expression was obviously flustered. Then he touched his head awkwardly and secretly thought that this sentence seemed to be very philosophical, but in fact it implied a meaningful word.

"Isn't it curious why I told you the second one?" Aunt Hong said with a smile.

nodded. Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything, but after Aunt Hong said 'I won't tell you', she pulled Pan Hongsheng forward with a delicate smile.

There were not many pedestrians in the evening. Pan Hongsheng and Aunt Hong walked forward slowly like a couple. No one talked to anyone first, but Aunt Hong took Pan Hongsheng's arm and slowly slipped into the palm of her hand.

The hands and hands were held together. Originally, it was a small hand holding a big hand. Aunt Hong's cold little hand and Pan Hongsheng's big hand that had become hot. I felt a little ice and fire together, but slowly, it turned into a big hand holding a small hand until the end...

The two people's fingers were clasped together, and Pan Hongsheng's whole head turned into paste in an instant. He didn't know where he was, what he was doing, and who he was.

Of course, Pan Hongsheng, who has lost himself, doesn't know the faint bitterness and inexplicable blessing on Aunt Hong's face.

Pan Hongsheng doesn't know whether he is obsessed with the happiness brought by the poppy or the beauty of the poppy itself.

Poppy, everyone knows it, everyone doesn't know it, it's true.