Chapter 227: Chinese Medicine Clinic (First Revision)_1

"Any special matter?" Hearing this, Hong Boyuan looked puzzled at his little aunt, "Why are you laughing like this, it's...ugly." His words contained disdain.

"You little stinker!" Hong Mingjiao instantly launched a martial arts move, the Eighteen Dragons Palm, angry at the insult. Women don't get older, they just blossom, and she was at her peak right now.

Hong Boyuan almost spat out blood; it had been a long time since he had experienced the Eighteen Dragons Palm. His little aunt seemed to have improved her skills further.

Ouch...their family's violent genes, he always seemed to be the one who ended up hurt.

Hong Boyuan was wrongly accused, a total victim.

But had anything happened in their car just now? Apart from him talking a little too much, he didn't seem to do anything else.

cough, cough, cough...

Hong Boyuan suddenly remembered something and coughed.