Chapter 771

Song Huan stood in the dark room, looking at his face against the light.

Si Canaan saw song Qinghuan outside and was slightly stunned, but he was not surprised: "Why are you here? Come to me on purpose? "

In fact, he probably knows what's going on. In the morning, Zhang Jie sent him a video. He saw that song Qinghuan's daughter was in her hands. Although he didn't see song Qinghuan's daughter, song Qinghuan often sent her photos to her circle of friends. It's not difficult to confirm.

Song Qinghuan nodded, she did not beat around the Bush, directly asked: "Zhang Jie morning, is not to give you a video."

As soon as she got close to him, she felt the heat emanating from skannan. She frowned and asked, "you have a fever, skannan!"

Si Canaan nodded and motioned for song Qinghuan to enter the room. Then he swayed to the bedroom and said, "well, I got a little hurt. The wound was inflamed and caused a high fever."

After a while, he came out of the bedroom, holding his cell phone in his hand, then opened a video and handed it to song Qinghuan: "is it your daughter?"

In the video, xiaolele is sleeping, still wearing the clothes she changed for her that day.

Mingming told himself not to cry and to be strong, but at the moment when he saw his daughter, song Qinghuan's tears could not be controlled: "daughter, my daughter..."

Si Canaan couldn't lie on the sofa with a heavy voice: "Qinghuan, I wanted Zhang Jie to take me to see your daughter, but she didn't agree. She just gave me this video. I'm sorry, I don't seem to have any way to help you."

Song Qinghuan raised her hand to wipe off her eyes, and her eyes were red. She looked at scannan: "don't say that. If you show me the video and let me know that my daughter is still safe, it has helped me a lot. Thank you, thank you very much!"

Si Canaan turned over and looked at Song Qinghuan on the sofa: "don't be so polite. You'd better think about how to save your daughter."

Song Qinghuan bit his lip: "since you know that I want to save my daughter, then you should know the purpose of my coming to you today."

Scannan made no noise, but sat up from the sofa.

He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. In the smoke, he caught a glimpse of song Qinghuan covering his nose and coughing, and immediately put out the smoke.

"Si Beibei, if you have a cold, don't smoke. It's bad for your health to smoke too much." Song Qinghuan is concerned about the tunnel.

Si Canaan lay on the sofa again, then turned his head and said: "Qinghuan, I don't deny that I really like you. I also hope you can marry me and live with me forever. I don't mind having your daughter, but I don't want to get you in this way."

Song Qinghuan gently smile, staring at his particularly depressed Junrong: "thank you, Si Canaan, then you can do me a favor."

Scannan looked at her. "Huh?"

Bit bit bit lip, song Qinghuan tangled for a long time, just way: "take off clothes!"

Skannan was obviously puzzled and looked at her heavily: "what do you want? Song Qinghuan, don't tease me. I forced myself to have no idea of you, but it doesn't mean I really don't want you. "

Song Qinghuan waved: "no, it's not what you think!"