That is enough to prove that Ling Jiajia had contact with vampires for a long time before they came, but just now he took Ling Jiajia's hand and checked her whole body, and did not see any of her body. Bitten mouth.

"Asshole." Young Master An stretched out his hand to Ouyang Zichu's face, and punched him again: "You don't want to suspect that Jiajia has something to do with that matter, do you?"

His voice was loud, and his eyes had a murderous light.

Ouyang Zichu was half lying on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and looked at Young Master An: "I'm just stating the facts. If she is really related to that incident, are you going to let her go?"

Five years ago, when he met Ling Jiajia by accident, it was not an accidental encounter, but an encounter caused by his careful calculations. He stayed there originally to investigate another matter, but now he didn’t expect it Lin Jiajia is also related to the vampire incident, so is he thanking God for allowing him to meet Ling Jiajia?

After listening to Ouyang Zichu's words, An Zhenshao didn't respond, and turned around: "You don't have to worry about my affairs."

"But Mr. An, you need to know that your identity is a soldier and a major general. Your responsibility is not self-willed. You have so many civilian lives tied to your body. If they really succeed in creating vampires, what will happen to the people? It’s not good for us or the people of the whole planet, even so, do you still want to shield Lingaga?”

One after another, the burdens fell on him one by one, but no matter what, he just didn't believe that Ling Jiajia had anything to do with that group of villains, so no matter what, he stood by Ling Jiajia that side.

Even though An Zhenshao didn't speak, Ouyang Zichu only saw his expression, and knew what was going on in his heart.

"you……"

Ouyang Zichu wanted to continue, but An Zhenshou didn't give him this chance.

He turned around, quickened his pace, and disappeared on the road.

"Snapped"

Ouyang Zichu slammed his hand on the wall fiercely. Looking at the leaving figure of An Detective, his eyes became darker and darker. No matter what, he would never let Ling Jiajia hurt An Detective. .

Ling Jiajia took a taxi and returned to her newly rented house. As soon as she closed the door, she saw Lin Xiaobao coming out of the kitchen with vegetables.

"Xiaobao? Why are you here? Where's Auntie Xiaojing?" Ling Jiajia reached out to take the dish from Xiaobao's hand, but with the other hand he unceremoniously grabbed a dish from the plate and ate it. .

Lin Xiaobao looked at Ling Jiajia with disdain: "Mommy, why are you still acting like a child who can't grow up? Don't you know that you have to wash your hands before eating?"

Xiaobao looks like a little adult, adding a politician to Linga.

Ling Jiajia pouted, not daring to resist the words of the little adult Lin Xiaobao, put the dishes on the table and walked towards the kitchen.Wash your hands obediently.

During the period, Ling Jiajia was afraid that Xiaobao would say that he was not dirty, so he also took a bath by the way.

"Ding ding ding."

Ling Jiajia was taking a bath, and Xiaobao was copying vegetables, when suddenly the doorbell outside the door was rang.

Lin Xiaobao stretched out his hand and rinsed it with water, then ran to the door at a trot speed. Originally, he thought it was Ling Shaoqing, so he didn't look through the hole.

As a result, when the door opened, a handsome, familiar but unfamiliar face appeared in front of him.

An Zhenshao was a little surprised when he saw that the person who opened the door was a little boy who was less than his knee height, but after the surprise, he was more surprised.

"Hey. Hey, don't close the door." An Zhenshao saw Lin Xiaobao's small face wrinkled, but stretched out his little hand, trying to close the door directly.

At that moment, without even thinking about it, he immediately reached out and blocked the door that was about to close together.

"What are you doing? You went to the wrong door." Xiaobao looked at the hand that was stretched in and blocked the door. God knows how much he wanted to cut off that hand.

If it weren't for the man in front of me, Mommy would have been working so hard after giving birth to them, and in the end she wouldn't have entered that organization because of her little sister's illness, but couldn't figure it out.

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