My Little Mom is the Richest

He also knows that I will not kill Ran Qingqing, but he knows that I will avenge Su Ziqin. His top priority is not to stay and watch the show, not to hold his beloved woman and yell, but to take her home. treatment. Their special helicopter has already arrived, and the rumbling sound is yelling in my ears. The violent wind has disrupted all the things in the bedroom. I still watched quietly at the cyanine on the ground that had slowed down, and the latter was frightened. Looking back at me: I opened my mouth slightly, trying to say something, but only mouthfuls of blood came out, so hot that I couldn't believe it. When the walrus's helicopter left, Mu Qiu clutched her shoulders and walked to me and said softly, "It's all me. If I didn't get stunned by seeing you, she wouldn't have a chance to approach you, nor would I be humiliated."

I raised my hand and made a silent gesture, ignoring Mu Qiu, who was blaming himself. Everything was not his fault. To blame, I could only blame me, because my self-willedness caused the body to recover too slowly. Although the injury was healed, the spirit was not. Very weak, I would wake up even if the wind blows the night before now~~Look at what this room is like, but I am stuck in a dream and can't help myself.

Who else can "eoyiye" make such a sound?

I knelt down and sat beside Yan Qingqing, gently stroking her twisted face, and muttered: "Relax, I won't kill you~ I won't do it before, I won't, and I won't be in the future."

Ran Qingqing looked at me, with a little more emotion in his eyes besides panic.

"But, you hurt Su Ziqin's enmity and I can't help but report it." After finally clearing the hair and blood stuck to her face, I tilted my head and thought: "What should I do?"

I stared back at what Mu Qiu wanted to say. Now I have not violently treated Yin Qingqing because I lost my anger, nor because I was so unhappy. Ran Qingqing is always a special existence for me, so special that I will treat~~ Yes, I have kept the poison that the old monster was unwilling to give me. Maybe now is the time.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing" I kept calling her name softly, smiling faintly, and my right **** slowly flicked from her forehead to her chin. I like to admire beautiful women the most. From the first time I saw Qingqing, I I like her chin very much. Admiring enough, I stretched out my hand and took out an ant-sized medicated gourd from behind my ear. I opened the green-dyed mouth, threw the medicated gourd in, and leaned over in her ear and said, "How many days do you think it will make you suffer?" Is it enough?"

Qingqing bit her lip and couldn't speak. Yes, I forgot. She couldn't speak for a year.

"Then one year!" One year should be enough. If Su Ziqin is healed at that time, and the walrus's anger has not disappeared, let the walrus take care of it. Even if the walrus can't handle Dyeing, I will bring Dyeing back even if I break my leg.

"You should be able to go back by yourself." I, who had gotten up, looked at the waning moon hanging in the night sky and shone coldly on my face. Mu Qiu put on a coat for me and said, "She has left."

When I turned around, there was nothing but blood and ruins.

Qingqing should be able to go back, if she doesn't leave, I really don't know if I will kill her, after all, Su Ziqin exists like a sister.

Unexpected

I am afraid that the house cannot be repaired. Even if all traces are erased, the most painful memory in the heart of the walrus will not be erased! So, that night Mu Qiu asked a friend (it should be the doorman of the Reincarnation Gate) to help pack things up, and we drove out of here before dawn.