But after they went back, the flower shop was empty. Blue butterfly, who had never known where it came from, suddenly disappeared again. Alai's face became whiter and whiter. He sat at the table, lifeless and worried.

If only she had gone a few minutes earlier. If only she had sailed a few minutes earlier, there would have been no accident!

If she went to pick up the voyage every day, the teacher would not give him to others!

If she had taught the voyage well, maybe he would not have left with a familiar bartender.

At the moment, Alai's heart is filled with unspeakable regret. From the phone call just now, it's easy to tell that the other party hates Wu Yufei deeply. At the moment, she doesn't want to know what kind of hatred exists between him and Wu Yufei. Now she only hopes that the navigation can be safe and sound.

After waiting for about half an hour, Alai could not sit still.

Looking at the side of the computer playing with the phone, but still can't calm down.

It's been so long. I don't know what's going on in the air!

"Little master..."

"Numb!"

At this time, the two voices sounded at the same time. Alai looked up at the door and saw that Yin Shaolong, who had disappeared for a period of time, had come back with hanghang. When hanghang saw Alai for a moment, he rushed to Alai from the ground.

"Navigation..." Alai's eyes were wet, tears fell out of control, tightly held the navigation in his arms, and constantly stroked the back of his brain.

"It's OK, it's ok..." Alai gently comforted, and the airline was also crying.

At the moment of Yin Shaolong's appearance, blue butterfly and Ye Ting also followed. Their eyes fell on Yin Shaolong, anxious and even more anxious.

"How are you, little Lord?" Blue butterfly couldn't help but open her mouth.

Yin Shaolong didn't seem to hear anything. He didn't make a sound. His eyes fell on the mother and son who were embracing each other all the time. His clear pupil reflected the two figures embracing each other, which made his mouth show a light smile.

Ye Ting follows her eyes to Alai's direction and reveals a trace of jealousy.

If it were not for this woman, the little Lord would not have been so badly hurt!

A woman like her will always be a drag on the little Lord. She is not worthy of the little Lord. One day, she will get rid of her!

"Cough..." Yin Shaolong withdrew his eyes, coughed twice, raised his hand to hold his chest, and the blood on his palm dropped with her movements.

"Little Lord!" LAN die and Ye Ting both come back to their senses and help Yin Shaolong to take a seat on the sofa beside him to check his injury.

Wu Yufei on one side looked at the navigation with Alai in his arms and said in a low voice: "nothing is good, nothing is good."

Hearing his voice, Hang Hang Hang finally raised her head from Alai's arms, just looked at his eyes, but subconsciously hid behind Alai. She quietly poked out her head and looked at him. Then she drew back, lowered her head and refused to look at him again. Instead, she played with her skirt behind Alai.

Alai couldn't help being stunned and said in a warm voice, "what's the matter? Why not with Dad... "

Speaking of his father, Alai could not help but pause for a moment, but immediately continued: "why don't you talk to dad?"

Hang Hang was still silent, just lowered his head and continued to pull Alai's lapel. He didn't say anything about it.