Cure the S-class male beast, the female is the imperial treasure

Chapter 219 Help! Help me!!
This punch was fueled by intense anger and contained no force whatsoever.

Caught off guard by a punch from a top-tier 3S-level expert, Ye Moyun was sent flying far away like a kite being released into the sky.

When he looked up again, he saw a large fist mark on the right cheek of Ye Moyun, who had just been handsome and dashing. It would take at least half a month to fade away.

God!
Why is it always him who gets hurt?

He only made a small suggestion.

In the end, you got your wife back, and you even kissed, so why were you still so angry that you punched him?

Ye Moyun's face was filled with a look of utter despair.

Huo Zhanting, however, remained calm, holding Yu Lan tightly in his arms, and whispered an explanation:
"I was just giving him a little lesson."

"Lanlan, I didn't hit her hard."

Heaven knows how much pain Huo Zhanting and the others felt after learning of Yu Lan's death on Baisha Star.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they would be consumed by flames.

He only punched Ye Moyun once, without even using his full range of martial arts skills, which was already quite good.

After Huo Zhanting finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Lan. The sharpness on his handsome face lessened, and his fatigue deepened.

As expected, Yu Lan's heart melted instantly.

There's no way they'd seek justice for Ye Moyun.

Anyway, Ye Moyun is tough and thick-skinned, so Huo Zhanting's beatings don't hurt much. He'll be fine after a while.

"It's okay, does your hand hurt?"

Yu Lan only cares about Huo Zhanting right now.

"How long until Shen Zhuoran and the others arrive? Would you like to sit down and rest for a bit? I'll let you lean against me."

Ye Moyun: ? ? ?

No, he got punched. Why would you care if Huo Zhanting is tired?
Sometimes I really want to compete with you young couples.

Ye Moyun was about to walk up to Yu Lan and confront Huo Zhanting when he was in a fit of anger.

Then he saw Huo Zhanting, who had been speaking gently and tenderly to Yu Lan, suddenly raise his eyes. In his golden eyes, there was an undisguised icy storm, as if he wanted to kill him with his gaze.

Yo!
He's a two-faced person.

Ye Moyun chuckled inwardly.

However, as long as Yu Lan is here, even the renowned and illustrious Marshal Huo has to exercise some restraint and cannot act too ruthlessly.

Otherwise, what if we scare Yu Lan?
He enjoys the feeling of disliking someone but being unable to do anything about it.

Ye Moyun put his hands on his hips.

next moment

In the sky
A loud shout rang out!
"Ye Moyun, prepare to die!"

It turned out to be Su Xingye and his group, who had rushed over after receiving the news.

Even from a distance, they saw Ye Moyun's appearance first, so that even if he were burned to ashes, he would still be recognizable.

The thought of avenging Yu Lan swept over him in an instant.

Su Xingye, Li Yucheng, Jun Linyuan and the others immediately raised their hands without hesitation and threw a fierce punch at Ye Moyun.

"Depend on!"

Upon suddenly looking up and seeing this scene, Ye Moyun let out a loud shout, feeling as if his brain was about to explode, and he raised his leg to run away.

However, with Pei Shiyi, Sheng Yiqing, and the others joining forces, there was no way for him to escape.

Fists rained down from all directions.

Anyone who's ever played whack-a-mole knows what I mean.

You can escape here, but you can't escape there.

Now Ye Moyun is like a pitiful mole, running away with his head in his hands, getting brutally beaten by Su Xingye and the others.

While Pei Shiyi and the others were dealing with Ye Moyun, Shen Zhuoran slowly walked up to Huo Zhanting and Yu Lan.

The usually aloof, rational, and restrained director of the research institute now had reddened eyes, and for the first time, he lost his composure. He stood quietly not far away, watching Yu Lan, his voice choked with emotion:
"I know, I know you'll be alright."

The self-defense necklace he gave to Yu Lan was made in collaboration with the most advanced weapons research lab under the Li family.

No one knew better than him what kind of power he could withstand.

But an experiment is an experiment.

His beloved was being hit by shells. How could he not be worried and terrified?

What if?
If there's only a one in ten thousand chance that the protective necklace won't unleash its full potential, what should he do?
During this period, Shen Zhuoran oscillated between hope and despair.

He hoped to find Yu Lan on some planet near Baisha Star, but he also feared that it was all just his fantasy and could not be realized.

So what should he do?
Love instills fear in the calm.

Until just now
Only when Shen Zhuoran received Huo Zhanting's message that they had come secretly did she feel a great sense of relief.

Lanlan is back.

It must be Lanlan who's back.

Looking at Yu Lan, who stood not far away, still beautiful and unharmed, Shen Zhuoran instantly smiled, a smile mixed with tears:

"very nice."

"It's really great."

A fallen star hangs high in the night sky.

The deceased lover returns to the world.

There couldn't be anything better than this.

"Shen Zhuoran," Yu Lan could no longer hold back. Like a swallow returning to its nest, she ran towards Shen Zhuoran, burying herself in his chest and wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Of all these people, if you had to say who Yu Lan fears most is Shen Zhuoran getting angry.

Shen Zhuoran was always aloof, like a flower on a high mountain, rational and detached from worldly affairs.

Such a person, once angered and enraged, will inevitably suffer extremely dire consequences.

Yu Lan held Shen Zhuoran tightly around the waist, having already made up her mind that if he really blamed her, it wouldn't matter; she would just apologize.

One kiss is fine, but if one kiss isn't enough, we can kiss again.

"It's not Lanlan's fault."

Shen Zhuoran was easier to talk to than Yu Lan had expected.

It's pointless to waste time getting angry over something trivial when your loved one has finally come back to you.

Since Yu Lan chose to conceal it at the time, she must have had her reasons. Shen Zhuoran just needs to cooperate.

But before that, he needs to collect a small amount of interest.

With a slight tightening of his hand on Yu Lan's lower back, the man lifted Yu Lan, who had been leaning against Shen Zhuoran's chest, into his arms and placed her on his strong, muscular arm.

Out of fear, she had no choice but to reach out and tightly wrap her arms around Shen Zhuoran's neck for support.

At this moment, the man only needed to raise his head slightly to easily kiss every inch of Yu Lan's skin, including her snow-white cheeks and soft, fragrant red lips.

"Well!"

The scorching, powerful, and cool breath invaded her mouth, forcing Yu Lan to tilt her head back like a startled cat.

There was nowhere to escape.

At that moment, she was an isolated island.

He could only cling tightly to the driftwood in front of him named Shen Zhuoran.

There is nowhere to escape.

Unable to resist.

Until Li Yucheng's slightly jealous voice rang out.

"That's enough, Shen Zhuoran, don't go too far."

"You kissed Lanlan so hard she's swollen, what are we going to do later?"

Yu Lan opened her eyes tremblingly, her vision blurred.

Not far away, Su Xingye, Pei Shiyi, and the others had already withdrawn their hands.

He stood not far away, panting heavily, his chest heaving, his eyes fixed on her with a deep gaze.

Okay, lots of beastmen.

How did she manage to attract so many men at the same time?

Help! Help me!