Chapter 222

Wind haze early help Jiang Che changed a clean clothes, after holding him out, passing Jiang An saw behind him a wet.

Feng Lanchu thought that it was the father and son who had gone out to play madly. He was sweating and wet all over, so he said, "you can wash later, and you can have a good lunch break."

"Well." Jiang Anzhi nodded obediently.

"Dad, I'll wait for you." Jiang Che, like a little Tuanzi, shrinks in Fenglan's arms at the beginning of his life. He turns back and shoots love to his father.

Jiang Anzhi nodded amusingly.

"BIU, be safe." Wind haze beginning to hold this half big small Ye is very tired, but he also wants to twist in the arms with his father refill.

Jiang Anzhi washed the dishes and chopsticks, went back to his room and took out a clean suit. He took off his black T-shirt and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, the scabby wound cracked and oozed a lot of blood.

Jiang Anzhi pursed his lips and quietly treated his wound. He wiped the blood dry with a towel until there was no more blood seeping out, and then stopped to wash the towel and dirty T-shirt.

When they came back to the room, the mother and the son were already asleep.

Just like the early morning of wind and haze is busy and tired, so I can sleep every second. The poor little bed is really crowded.

Jiang Anzhi quietly retreats to the living room and squints for a while on the wooden sofa.

In a muddle, an Zhi seems to have returned to a familiar, cold and oppressive little room. It was cold and humid all around. The tap outside seemed to be broken. It kept ticking off the water. Several men were cursing one after another, and they were discussing how much it would cost.

After a while, the door was kicked open and xiao'an, who was blindfolded and tied up, was pulled up.

The man grabbed his hair, raised his head, and kept pinching his face. The sharp pain from his hair was not as terrible as the obscene voice in his ear.

"It's worthy of being the son of an entrepreneur. Look at the small appearance of the logo, the meat is smoother than that of a woman." Then a hand like the bark of an old tree suddenly reached into his clothes. The thick fingers made Xiao an very afraid, but he could not bear to make a sound of begging for mercy.

"Hey, that's stubborn." The man came, interested in pulling his pants.

Once again, the door was kicked aside and there was a loud bang.

"Stop it! What are you doing with your horse

"I'm just addicted to doing things. What does his little boy know..."

"I know your mother! I'll give you a damn! Get the hell out of here. "

In the fierce rebuke, xiao'an was thrown back to the ground like a sandbag.

"This is our money tree. If you knock on the gold owner and don't give you any money, can you pay for it?"

"There are many women out there, but you can save a hundred and ten to move the seventy million? It's beautiful. Get out of here. "

In a few dull kicks, the man ran away in a rolling manner.

"Be alert and don't let him come near this room any more. Don't blame me for turning over."

"Yes, yes."

After a while, the door of the room was locked again, and xiao'an wiped the tears on her cheek silently, pursed her lips and endured stubbornly.

He felt pain all over his body and his head. He felt that he was going to die, but there was another voice in his heart that forced him to be strong and could not fawn on them.

People can die, only dignity can not yield!

Just as he was desperate and helpless, suddenly a warm hand attached to his forehead, followed by a familiar smell of nature lingering around him, a gentle voice whispered in his ear.

Jiang an suddenly opened his eyes from the nightmare.

The wind haze first MI awoke for a while, did not see Jiang An's back. When she went out quietly, she saw the film emperor curled up on the wooden sofa, his face was not very good, and his cold sweat came out all the time.

The wind haze first walked over and touched his forehead, cold and hot.

This guy may have a low fever.

She said to let them go back. The conditions here are not good, and he is injured. When the resistance is low, a mosquito bite will cause fever.

"Safety, safety." She called several times in succession, but an Zhi seemed to be haunted by nightmares and didn't move.

The wind haze beginning frowns nervously to gather to pass to push again several times, the ability of an suddenly opens an eye.

The bottom of the eye is a panic and the fear of the afterlife.