Chapter 627

"Jiang muxiao, it's mine!" Lin Xinxin didn't feel his struggle getting weaker and weaker. He raised his head and laughed.

It's like a queen who tramples on the weak.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a voice of surprise rang out.

Then, Lin An'an felt that a pair of warm hands lifted her head out of the cold pool. Vaguely, she seemed to see Lin Zhizhi's clear and slightly surprised eyes.

"Oh, sister, what are you doing?"

Lin Zhizhi quickly handed Lin an an the towel hanging in the bathroom, wiping her head and winking at Lin Xinxin.

What is this for?

Lin Zhizhi's sharp voice completely awakened Lin Xinxin. She looked at her cold hands and felt excited.

If Jiang muxiao knows about it, then

Then he's going to hate her more, right?

But, but

Lin Zhizhi helped Lin an an wipe her hair while looking back at Lin Xinxin. Seeing that she was still standing in the same place, she was afraid that she would make any trouble again. She said to Lin an: "an an an, I'm so sorry. I'll take my sister to calm down first."

With that, he grabbed Lin Xinxin's hand and went outside.

Walking to the garden, Lin Xinxin suddenly regained her mind. She threw away Lin Zhizhi's hand and said angrily, "Zhizhi, why did you stop me? I almost killed her!"

As soon as the words fell, she realized what she had said.

Kill Lin An'an.

Her hands began to shake.

Yes, she almost killed Lin An'an.

God, if she really killed Lin An'an, then Jiang muxiao didn't try to find her.

She glanced gratefully at Linzhi.

Lin Zhi sighed when she saw this.

Not too stupid.

She sighed, still can't help but say: "elder sister, you killed her, it is to show off for a while, but, you, not cheap later woman?"

Lin Xinxin has bowed her head.

"Elder sister, you are a wise man. A wise man should be good at dormancy."

With these words, Linzhi turned slowly and walked to the second floor.

Wise people should be good at dormancy.

Lin Xinxin bit every word between his lips and teeth.

After the feeling of fear, climbed the heart.

……

Toilet.

After finishing the mess, Lin an looks up at her wet hair in the mirror and sighs a long time. If Jiang muxiao can see this

Shaking her head, she looked in the mirror again at the face flushed with fierce struggle, and looked at the cheek absently.

I don't know what happened to Gungun and xiaotuanzi.

She suddenly wanted to go back to them.

It seems that they are a panacea, as long as they are around, her smile will naturally emerge.

"An'an!"

A clear voice, like a clear spring, suddenly hit her heart. Lin An's body was shocked. He turned his head slowly and saw Jiang muxiao's anxious eyes.

Seeing the living Lin An'an, Jiang muxiao didn't even think about it. He hugged her directly, and his face was joyful.

His heart beat, close to her body, as if it had been mixed with her breath.

Lin an an also hugs Jiang muxiao tightly. I really want to stay together all my life.

Really, that's it.

All right?

"What's the matter?"

Jiang muxiao gently let her go, want to see what happened to her.

Helpless, Lin an an but desperately put his head in front of his warm chest, don't want him to see her embarrassed.

"Why is your hair so wet?"

Jiang muxiao suddenly asked in surprise.

"I I washed it myself... "

She left Jiang muxiao's arms and sped to the reception hall.

Jiang muxiao grabbed her arm and asked coldly, "who is it?"

"It's really my fault..."

She looked up at Jiang muxiao with firm eyes.

Careful Jiang muxiao, but did not miss her tears.

"Who is it?"

His two heads have been tightly clenched into fists!

Lin an an gently pulls Jiang muxiao's clenched fist, suddenly embraces Jiang muxiao and cries in a low voice.

"Jiang muxiao, shall we go back? You are in France now, and you need to take care of the company's affairs. I know you are very tired. Let's go back! "

Go back.

I really don't want to see you so tired, really.

Even though I know your answer is no, I still hope you go back.I hope you're not so tired.

Shall we go back?

She gently put her head on Jiang muxiao's shoulder, and her soft fingers gently rubbed Jiang muxiao's slowly loosened fist. A drop of crystal tears slowly slid down her cheek and dropped to Jiang muxiao's heart.

The tight lines on Jiang muxiao's face slowly softened.

Their shadows, under the light, were drawn far away, far away, like the boundless sky.

Not far away from the door, stood a woman in a water blue dress, coldly looking at the end of the pair of despicable, the deeper the smile of the lips, the more fierce the eyes.

The night, in the endless lingering