Airborne giants: The president proposed 99 times

"Are you okay?" Detective An hugged Ling Jiajia's body tightly, feeling like he was hugging his own baby.

Ling Jiajia's expression was still stuck in the middle of Luo Fuxin's words just now, what exactly did she want to say, three years ago?Did she have anything to do with An Detective Young Master three years ago?

"What's the matter?" Major General An Zhen pulled Ling Jiajia out of his arms, staring at her motionlessly with those deep eyes.

Ling Jiajia moved her body slightly, and smiled, "No, it's nothing."

"Your hand is injured." Detective An belatedly glanced at the wound on Ling Jiajia's arm.The wound on the arm was very hideous, and it was still bleeding. "Damn it, I was still one step late and let her hurt you." Detective An raised his eyes and glared fiercely at the figure lying on the ground.

Detective An did not leave just now, he just arranged for those staff to leave together with An Zhi, but he himself secretly brought one or two people to kill those lurking outside the company, and put out the gunpowder .Although his speed was fast enough, he did not expect Lingaga to be injured under his nose.

"I'm fine, it's just some minor injuries." Ling Jiajia looked up, and suddenly saw that his face was covered with paint. "Your face." The hand caressed unconsciously.

"Hiss." Detective An blinked his eyes, and hummed softly, looking very painful.

"I'm sorry to hurt you." Ling Jiajia immediately retreated from Detective Police Officer, and she saw the woman on the ground being lifted up by the police. "Wait, where are you going to carry her!" Ling Jiajia wanted to know what happened three years ago, and what did she have to do with those things?

"This woman is not dead yet, of course she must be sent to the hospital, and President An, please go to the police station with your wife to make a statement."

When the police uncle spoke, Young Master An nodded: "Would you like to go to the hospital to get a hug first?" His thoughtfulness and gentleness made Ling Jia feel overwhelmed.

"Oh, it's okay, my hand is no longer bleeding, let's go to the police station first."

So, the two followed the police and came out in less than 10 minutes.

"What are you thinking? Why didn't you respond to me a few times?" An Zhenshao looked up at Ling Jiajia, as if she had become a little different since she met Luo Fuxin just now. .

The two stood on the road, looking at each other, blowing slightly, blowing Lingaga's long hair.The corners of her lips twitched. She wanted to ask something about the third year ago, but she didn't ask in the end.

"It's okay, it's just that my hand hurts a little." Ling Jiajia looked down at his scarred wound, and there was also a wound on his neck.Not deep, but it hurts.

Detective An stretched out his hand to caress her neck, "Well, go home first." Young Detective An raised his foot, walked up to Ling Jiajia and squatted down.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Ling Jiajia finished speaking, Detective An hugged her feet and pushed her body onto his back.Lingaga threw herself on his back with outstretched hands.

"Hold on tight, I won't pay for the medical expenses if I fall down." An Zhenshou hooked his lips and stood up from the ground with both feet. His slender body looked particularly charming under the moonlight. Stacked together, it is as if two are combined into one.

"Putong, putong" Ling Jiajia lay on An Detective Young Master's back and felt his heartbeat, beating up and down.The little face was gradually dyed red by this warm and ambiguous feeling.

It was the first time for her to lie on the boy's back, and it was the first time she knew that the slender body of Detective An originally had such a broad back.

The feeling of lying on his back is very reassuring and solid.It feels like owning the whole world.