The 2790th Chapter Dangerous Game (38)

Su Qiao threw off his sleeves and stared at him with some bad eyes: "Do you want to help Cui Hu?"

"I……"

Han Feng hesitated a bit.

It is normal for a companion to be in trouble, but it is normal for Cui Hu, who has a bad heart, to harm Su Qiao again and again.

Su Qiao poked his chest with his fingers: "You feel your heart carefully, do you really want to help him?"

She didn't think that he was really just like a soft bun, a kind-hearted person who didn't know how to resist even if he was bullied.

Han Feng hesitated.

He really didn't think much of it in his heart, but he was a good man, so he couldn't die without saving him, right?

"I... The five generations of my family are farmers, and their ancestors are great people. My grandfather, and my father, they have been kind to others all their lives."

"My dad taught me from a young age to be a good person and a person worthy of my conscience, so I... I can't ignore him."

"..."

Su Qiao looked at this soft bun and really didn't know what to say.

Why didn't she know before that he still had this kind of 'bad guy' quality in him?

"Fool."

"Look at your own appearance, and your hands, with clean and neat nails and no calluses on the palms of your palms, do you look like a farmer who digs food in the fields every day? Like a person who helps your father sell pork every day? ?"

Han Feng was stunned for a while, raised his hand, looked at it, and then raised his head in confusion: "I... I look quite similar."

As he spoke, he whispered a little aggrievedly: "Besides, just because I look better, I can't say that I'm not my father's son, or a farmer, right?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes and poked his arm: "Like what?"

"People who carry the burden of farming every day, are you as white as you? The skin is as delicate as you?"

"Also, your accent isn't right. I've been to that part of your hometown before, so you don't talk like that at all."

"Mouth... the accent is wrong?"

how is this possible?

But when he thought about it carefully, he felt that his mind was a little blank, and when many things were carefully pondered, they were a little vague.

Han Feng clutched his poked arm, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

What exactly is going on?

"If you don't believe me, you can ask other people! See if I lied to you."

Seeing this stupid big man who didn't know his condition at all, Su Qiao felt distressed and angry, hating that iron was not steel.

It's really a shame for her to be harmed like this and look like a fool.

"But none of them felt wrong..." If his accent was wrong, those people would definitely say it when he introduced himself?

Su Qiao was powerless.

"Do you look like they care about you? People don't care if you are normal or not?"

He was sloppy and sloppy, and his clothes seemed to be picked up from a garbage heap. He didn't know who cut his hair, and the dogs looked better than him.

Also, his face and body were either mud or ashes, people were also timid, not only stammered when speaking, but also had a small voice, like a soft bun that was easy to bully.

Who will watch him?

The corners of Han Feng's mouth moved, wanting to say something to refute, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only bow his head aggrieved.

Su Qiao sighed.

Against such a man, she really can't be fierce.

"Think carefully about your experiences from childhood to adulthood. For example, did you fall over when you were a child, did you steal other people's food, and did you make fun of your little friends?"

"What does your grandfather look like, what does your mother look like, has your mother cooked you anything delicious, and did you receive any special gifts that made you happy during the New Year's Eve when you were a child?"