Chapter 1191

Song Yiyan has a small soft and warm pillow named Xiaoqi Baobao. She sleeps very sweetly. For the first time, she has the idea of having a cute baby and holding her arms every day.

Rong Yin and Jiang Zhe came here before dawn, because they were flustered. In order to divert their attention, they made breakfast for a group of people who didn't get up.

"Uncle, don't worry about it. If you don't have a diamond, you can't do porcelain work. If I don't have 100% confidence, I don't dare to do it indiscriminately." Song Yiyan looked at the worried uncle Mei on her face and said again.

Rongyin is the world's top medical expert. She has never had any medical problems and dare not say 100%. The more she says so, the more he is flustered.

Compared with other people's tension, song Yiyan, who is going to fight, is the most calm. After eating and drinking enough, she just smiles at the group of people who follow her and nods slightly: "you can rest assured. When you are young, you can return a healthy second uncle."

"Please." Rong Yin looks at the girl in front of her gratefully. Sheng Sheng says that she can. If you doubt someone, you don't have to use someone. He also believes in her.

"No trouble." Song Yiyan said it was impossible not to be nervous.

But her character is not allowed her to show any weakness, is still a lazy appearance, and then confidently turned into the room.

Rongyin and song Yiyan are watching her enter. Their real worry is just beginning. Everyone is nervously looking at the direction of the door and fidgeting.

Season line on the left side of the door, eyes deep as ink, carefully listen to the movement inside, a heart also followed to pull up.

All the people in the living room, except him, were worried about Yan Yuanfei, and what he worried most was the rascal woman in the room who was so angry that she didn't pay for her life.

She seems to care nothing, seems to be indifferent to anything, looks very confident, just to prop up to give her a boost.

In fact, that woman, where there is such a fearless spirit, do not know how important Ling Sheng is to her, so that she can be a timid and selfish person willing to take such a big risk to save people for her.

Ling Sheng is squatting on the right side of the door, facing Ji Xing exactly. He is like two door gods. He still holds a script in his hand. He can't turn a page in half a day. His mind is not on top of him.

Wen Ruoshui believes in Buddhism. She kneels on the futon with her hands folded and prays silently. Nangong Lengyu and Su Xiyin kneel beside her and help them pray together.

Seven also seriously took a cushion, small tail like kneeling behind them, small appearance lovely some too much.

Huo Ci, a few of them, do not believe in God and Buddha, standing, sitting, from time to time to look at the direction of the bedroom door, tensely hung a heart.

As time went by, the air was quiet.

Door.

It opens from inside with a squeak.

Song Yiyan's face was a little pale, but she was still very energetic, especially her eyes, which were bright and shining with pleasure. Looking at the group of people around, her voice trembled with excitement: "success."

Ling Sheng rushed over and hugged her. She hugged her tightly. Tears suddenly came down: "thank you."

Song Yiyan's face flashed and obvious pain came. The colic in her heart made her suffocate for a while. After being hugged by someone, she almost couldn't control a mouthful of blood. Her voice was still as usual. She pushed her away: "let go. My sister doesn't like women. You don't need your consent."

Rong Yin and they also followed with a sigh of relief, a look of gratitude at the girl in front of her, a thank you has not yet said, she was interrupted.

"Uncles, you don't have to be so polite to me. Shengsheng's business is my business. My second uncle is also my second uncle. I should do it." Song Yiyan is right, but I will take a look at you right away

"That's what it says." Rong Yin looked at her gratefully: "but I still want to say thank you on behalf of all the people."

Jiang Zhe: "Yan Yan, you will be our niece in the future. Just like Sheng Sheng, you are welcome to tell your uncles if you have any difficulties."

Lu and Bai: "as long as you can help, you will die."

Song Yiyan is a little embarrassed, busy way: "I just try my best, also did not help any big help, uncle you don't be so polite."

"Yan Yan, you should remember what they said. Don't be polite to them." Nangong Lengyu gratefully held her hand, and her lips were finally relieved and relaxed with a smile: "if you need anything in the future, just go to them."

Song Yiyan nodded. Everyone didn't treat her as an outsider. Her polite words seemed too affectable: "I know. I'll be rude."

Ling Sheng gives her a thumbs up quietly. Now she doesn't have to worry about leaving the Song family. However, with her character, she will not ask for help even if she has difficulties.

Song Yiyan said that Yan Yuanfei was all right. She would recover slowly. She had to go to the studio to catch up with the announcement. She left first and would come back again in the evening.Huo Ci, they are not good to keep her, has been troubling her for so long, they let people go, sent to the door, watched her into the elevator.

The moment the elevator closed, song Yiyan's face suddenly turned pale as paper. After a painful low cough, she couldn't help covering her mouth. There was a little blood spilling from her fingers.

Ji Xing's eyes suddenly sank, subconsciously buttoned the woman's waist and let her lean against her shoulder. Listening to her oppressive and depressing low cough, she clearly felt that the clothes on her shoulders were all soaked a little bit, the hot and humid temperature, the smell of fishy salty, and a heart was seized with pain.

"Ji Xing, hold me." Song Yiyan hooks up the man's neck and buries her head in his shoulder. Fresh blood seems to be free of money and keeps pouring out.

She knew that she was going to lose her grip.

But the next thing to face is a more cruel fact, thunder robbery.

Jixing a heartache twitch, as if someone with a blunt knife, a knife a knife to cut his flesh in general, the waist picked up a woman, eyes broken light flashing, step by step out of the elevator.

He had always known that this woman was always hard and soft to the people she cared about, but he didn't expect that she would do this for her friends, or even care about her own life.

Can ordinary people do it? Does anyone dare to do it? For those who practice Taoism, it is against the heaven that they will be bitten back and struck by thunder and lightning.

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