At the sight of the person tied to the chair, Zhou Yanchen gathered a storm at the bottom of his eyes and swept it.
"Ah Chen!" Open your mouth, hoarse, sobbed.
Zhou Yanchen untied the rope for her, held her thin body in his arms and held her tightly.
"Sisi." Warm big palm rubs her hair, his chest is gathering the air of a knot.
Mo West dye eyes closed, tears rippled face, hot.
White well city red eyes, can't help but say forward.
He grabbed Xue Suzhen's arm and held it in the palm of his hand
Pan Ziya takes the opportunity to run away, but is stopped by Chu zhouran and nests in her heart.
Chu zhouran was a gentle and graceful young man, but he was not a weak character.
The strength of this foot was not light or heavy, but it was enough for Pan Ziya to breathe.
The red mark on Mo Xi's face pricks Zhou Yanchen's eyes. He turns his head and shouts in a light voice: "Jingcheng."
When Bai Jingcheng looked over, he also saw it. With a cold smile, he raised his hand to greet Xue Suzhen.
Xue Suzhen fell to the ground and recovered.
"You, you!" Covering her cheek, she couldn't believe staring at the three people who suddenly appeared in the room.
Her people downstairs and outside have long been killed by those brought by Zhou Yanchen.
Holding Mo Xi ran in his arms, Zhou Yanchen went up to Xue Suzhen and said, "look at the fact that Xi Xi and Mr. Jiang still have a little connection, I'll let you go, but you can't think of a better life in the future."
"Little bag! Small bag Out of the room, Mo Xi ran grabbed Zhou Yanchen's skirt, "she knows where the bag is, she caught the bag!"
"I know." Deep voice says, Zhou Yanchen kisses the forehead of next mo West dye, "I will handle."
Jiang Jingtao received the wind there. When he arrived at the villa, Zhou Yanchen had just left with moxiran.
Baijingcheng and Chu zhouran stay to deal with the follow-up.
He said hello to baijingcheng and Chu zhouran. Because Zhou Yanchen had told him, Jiang Jingtao and JC were allowed to enter.
In the living room, Xue Suzhen sat on the sofa and pan Ziya sat on the other side.
"Suzhen." Jiang Jingtao gave a cry.
Xue Suzhen raised her head and saw Jiang Jingtao with a bright look in her eyes. "Jingtao, you're here."
When he reached out to Jiang Jingtao, Xue Suzhen looked like a child.
Jiang Jingtao sighed, walked up to her and held her hand. "Suzhen, why are you so confused?"
Xue Suzhen blinked and said with a smile, "Jingtao, I'll tell you, Qingfeng is here."
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Jingtao's face changed. "Suzhen, what's the matter with you?"
"The maple is here." What Xue Suzhen said is very serious.
JC's face turned pale when he heard that, "madam's illness seems to be serious."
After listening to him, Jiang Jingtao turned to pan Ziya and said, "what's the matter with you?"
Pan Ziya lowered her head and pursed her lips.
"Mr. Jiang, your wife has taken the bag." Baijingcheng spoke behind them.
"What? Is it Suzhen? Is it true that Suzhen has taken the bag? " Jiang Jingtao took Xue Suzhen's hand and asked, "is it really you? "Suzhen?"
Xue Suzhen laughs.
Baijingcheng said coldly, "we haven't found Xiaobao yet. I think your wife should know the whereabouts of Xiaobao."
"Suzhen, do you know? If you know, say it quickly! "
But what else can Xue Suzhen say.
No matter what you ask her, she just giggles.
Bai Jingcheng and Chu zhouran looked at each other with a cold expression.
Just then, pan Ziya, who had been silent, said, "I know."
"You know?" Bai Jingcheng looked at her and went to hold her arm tightly. "Do you know where the bag is?"
Pan Ziya licked her lips. "Well, if I say that, can you let me go?"
She knew that she would not come to a good end.
Maybe you can help yourself with this.
Bai Jingcheng sneered, "say, I promise to let you go."
"Come on! Where's the bag! " Chu zhouran roared.
Pan Ziya told the story of that day off and on.
"You mean a training camp car took the bag?"
"Yes."
Looking back at Chu zhouran, Bai Jingcheng takes out his mobile phone and dials Zhou Yanchen.
When the driver drives in front, the baffle between the front and rear seats rises, and the rear becomes an independent space.
Zhou Yanchen sat indifferently with a gloomy face.
His little wife pitifully shrinks in the side, the innumerable time stretches out the hand to touch his finger, by him mercilessly dodges.
Tears hang all over my face, I really feel sorry for you.
But this time Zhou told himself that he could never, could not easily forgive her.Putting herself in a dangerous position, it seemed that the lesson she had been taught was wasted.
"Ah Chen, don't ignore me." Mo West dye said, to his side to gather together.
Zhou Yanchen looked at her and sneered, "you don't think the place is big enough. I'll just sit in front of you."
"No, you don't go." Quickly said, she retracted his original position, holding the arm.
Gently sniffle in the ear, piercing the eardrum.
Zhou Yanchen's Phoenix eyes were burning. He turned his head and looked deeply at his little wife.
Sigh, right hand up her cheek.
Mo Xi ran looked into his eyes, "ah Chen."
"And the face to cry?" He low scolds, Phoenix Mou coagulates the trace on her cheek tightly.
Damn it!
How dare you hit her!
If the man is not her father's wife, he will make her look good.
Found that he was looking at his face finger marks, Mo Xi ran quickly said: "no pain, no pain at all."
Did not expect Zhou Yanchen smell speech, anger extremely counter smile, "does not ache?"
She bit her lip.
"You have no heart, how can it hurt?"
"I, I'm not." Drooping her eyes, she said softly: "I was worried when I heard the news from Xiaobao. I didn't think of anything. She let me go alone, and I'll... "
"You're on your own? Have you thought about the consequences? "
He scolded and she listened.
It's all her fault.
She knew that she was not enough to succeed, but more than enough to fail.
She knew that she would only make trouble for him and could not help him at all.
She knew that she was good for nothing, and that she could make him like him. It was really hard for him.
She thinks so and says so.
Intermittently and intermittently.
She must have done it on purpose.
She said these words, is not let him heartache?
But he does it every time.
I can't help it. I put my arm around her.
"Well, if you go on, I'll really doubt myself. You're so bad, how can I see it? Are you blind? "
Mo Xi ran shook his head, sobbed and put his arms around his neck, "I'm sorry, ah Chen, I'm sorry."
"Well, you should apologize."
The man returned to his arms, but he did not dare to be relieved for a moment.
When the phone vibrated, he took it out of his pocket and pressed answer.
"Hello, Jingcheng, really?"
Hang up the phone, Zhou Yanchen hold Mo West dye jaw, "packet has news."
"Really?" Mo West dye eyes across surprise, "where is the bag?"
"Pan Ziya said that a training camp car took away the small bag. If it's a training camp car, at least we don't have to worry about the safety of the small bag. But pan Ziya said, "it seems that Xiao Bao has been hurt."
"God Cover mouth, Mo West dye expression dignified, "injury of heavy?"
"I don't know yet, but it should be OK." The last sentence is to comfort Mo Xi ran.
Zhou Yanchen hugged her and said in a low voice, "don't worry, we'll see Xiaobao soon."