Chapter 33

The touch of holding up her feet with those little hands was soft and comfortable enough, which made him feel embarrassed for her for a while.

Amazing at the first sight, lovely at the second time of eating potato chips, and no hesitation in stabbing the fragments into the body this time As well as her charming dancing, he is the Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty, and he has to be planted in such a magic song and dance.

Lin Yi, how many faces does this woman have?

Ying Hannian looks up and sees Jiang Qixing come in and take down the towel for him.

"I've never seen such a crazy woman."

Ying Hannian took the towel and gave a cold hum.

Hearing the words, Jiang Qixing said, "it's a bit like brother Han before you."

He is a man of few words. Even if he speaks, he has a flat tone and few ups and downs.

"She? Like me? "

Should cold years disdain to sneer, hand slowly wipe.

"When you were on the street of life and death, brother Han, you were much crazier than her."

Jiang Qixing said.

Life and death street is a street in a small country. Of course, it's not originally called this street. It's just that there's a mixture of dragons and snakes, cheating, eating, drinking, gambling and smoking.

Here, life and death depend on the will of heaven.

Over time, no one remembers the original name of the street, but the word "life and death Street" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Ying Hannian and Jiang Qixing grew up in the street of life and death. They say that the grass roots born there are all praises, and the children who grow up there are basically humble roots.

Two people come out for many years, have not mentioned those past events for a long time, suddenly mentioned, should cold years eyes down, undercurrent Fanyong.

Knowing that he had said something wrong, Jiang Qixing stood by in silence.

Ying Hannian raised his legs to leave and went back to the bedroom. Lin Yi came down from the bed with a white face and was struggling to walk out. When he saw that he was still smiling like a sincere and polite smile, "Mr. Ying."

"To go?"

Ying Hannian glanced at her coldly. Her whole left arm was hanging, with a faint red color emerging from the gauze.

"Well, it's too late to delay Mr. Ying's rest."

Lin Yi smiles a way, can and should cold year ice clear past grudges, her this trip even if didn't come in vain.

She couldn't stay in his bedroom. Every second could remind her of the picture before she died.

With that, Lin Yi held back the pain and walked forward. He walked slowly across the cold year. His feet were very weak, and he could only hold on by his will.

"It's said that you are going to manage the branch. I'll take care of you, OK?"

In response to the cold year, the voice of magnetism came, quiet.

For a second, Lin Yi thought she had heard the wrong thing. She turned around and stood lazily by the French window. She sipped a cigarette between her thin lips, played with the lighter with her slender fingers, and her black eyes were full of meaning.

The air is stagnant.

Lin Yi stood weakly in the same place, his eyes floating.

It's undeniable that Ying Hannian was able to surprise her with this. She wanted to give gifts when she was better. Please help me

"Don't you give Mr. Lin another chance?" She asked suspiciously, her voice was a little hoarse, and he would take the initiative to speak.

Wen Yan, Ying Hannian sneered, "I'm not giving the Lin family a chance, I'm giving it to you."

The implication is that he knows her situation and that she is fighting with her stepmother This man is frightfully clever.

This proposal makes Lin Yi very excited, but he is a businessman, or a businessman who is never willing to lose.

Ying Hannian didn't answer in a hurry. He turned on the lighter, lowered his head to light a cigarette, took a deep breath, took the cigarette with his finger, and slowly puffed out the cigarette ring. A series of actions were like flowing clouds and flowing water.