Chapter 19： (two)

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Ji Xiao was a little angry, such a man is not worthy of being a father, let alone being a person!

Ji Qingyun was a little panicked when he heard that Ji Xiao was involved, and said hurriedly: "I won't! Really, I won't be anymore! I'm just a conscious ghost who has lost my mind, and I will definitely treat whispers as myself in the future. My daughter is holding it! Brother, we have something to discuss, don't tell Xiaoxiao...Don't tell her..."

Ji Xiao looked at Ji Qingyun's low-down look after hearing his name, and felt a little complicated.

He really cares about the original owner...

Ji Xiao sighed lightly, then lifted the baseball bat in his hand.

Unfortunately, she is really not interested in understanding a scum.

Scum is scum.

No matter how good he did in other areas, he couldn't change his dirty heart.

Ji Xiao was willing to continue to listen to Ji Qingyun's insecure words, and raised his chin to signal that the gangsters on the side would keep squirming and hold him down.

Before Ji Qingyun finished speaking, he felt that his body was held tightly by his hands and knees.

He was forced to lift his head, and something cool and sharp fell above the turbulent Adam's apple.

Knife!

That is a knife!

Ji Qingyun panicked instantly.

The sharp knife hit his throat, and any breath he took could kill him.

Ji Xiao motioned to the man beside him to pinch Ji Qingyun’s face, and warned in the most ferocious tone: “You don’t have to tell me these useless things. I tell you, if you dare to do this kind of thing again, be careful of you. Spend the greedy money without life!"

As soon as the voice fell, the knife approached Ji Qingyun's throat again.

The tingling sensation of skin being scratched poured into Ji Qingyun's head, and he seemed to see a bright red in the dark world.

Ji Qingyun hadn't gone through any big winds and waves.

This time, his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and he could no longer hold back his head when he raised his head.

The wind passed through the forest, and a fishy dampness spread in the air.

Everyone frowned, and Ji Xiao looked towards Ji Qingyun's crotch.

The dark blue trousers are a bit darker.

Not only was this horrified fainted, but he also peeed his pants? !

"It's still an alpha, it's embarrassing." Ji Xiao kicked Chao Ji Qingyun very disgustingly.

"No, I'm not as courageous as we are." The eldest brother beside Ji Xiao also disdains this. He looked at Ji Xiao, who has the best courage and strategy, and said: "Little girl, today I made your brother my friend. I am. It's Xie Yong, what's your name?"

Ji Xiao was taken aback when she heard the name, she finally knew why she felt familiar when she first saw this person.

In the original text, the last bodyguard who followed Wei Qingyu and the protagonist was named Xie Yong. Several times he protected Wei Qingyu from the danger. Ji Xiao once thought that he was simply more reliable than the protagonist.

The most important thing is that the dragon tattoo on his arm is the most iconic thing on Xie Yong that has been described several times in the book!

Ji Xiao was a little pleased. Originally, she was worried that this group of people would leak the incident to Ji Qingyun and eat two dollars.

Now I can feel completely relieved, and in the future, Wei Qingyu can ask him for help with anything she encounters.

It is simply God who helped her too!

"My name is Ji Xiao." Ji Xiao shook Xie Yong's hand. "That's all for today. Please come to me if you encounter Xie Ge in the future."

"Okay." Xie Yong nodded, "Then, let's go."

After that, Xie Yong asked his brother to untie Ji Qingyun who had passed out, avoiding the camera and leaving the woodland as he did when he came.

As the sun sets, a few men in suits and leather shoes emerge from the shadow of the woodland.

"Sir, we..." A man stepped forward.

"Help them clean up, miss... it's safe." The man in the lead wore sunglasses and watched the few people leave with a deep complexion.

The sun shifted from the east to the west of the sky, passing through the camphor tree in front of the red brick house, and dropping the mottled light into the room on the second floor.

Wei Qingyu opened his eyes blindly, and the faint fragrance in the room flowed into her nasal cavity invisibly, and the familiar feeling made her a little sluggish.

The turquoise pupils slowly moved to observe the environment he was in, a little bit of joy in the coldness.

She is now lying in her own bedroom in her usual home, and everything in the room is what she is familiar with.

"Da da da…"

Through the closed door, Wei Qingyu seemed to hear the familiar sound of cutting fruits from the kitchen on the first floor.

Before the girl could find her shoes, she ran out barefoot.

The smooth long hair draws an elegant arc with the rhythm of running.

Is it just a dream of my own that what happened in the past six months?

Is she waking up from the dream now?

Wei Qingyu ran into the kitchen with the door frame. Just as he was about to say something, he choked in his throat, his turquoise eyes suddenly lost the light.

The kitchen was empty, and the mahogany cabinets were covered with dust.

I imagined that the mother's figure did not appear in the kitchen, and the clattering sound like cutting fruit was just the sound of unclosed window lattices tapping on the window frames.

The cool draught blowing into the room, carrying Wei Qingyu's things that happened before she fell into a coma, quickly flooded into her mind.

Before she lost consciousness, Ji Qingyun's disgusting voice still rang in her ears.

Wei Qingyu was stunned, shaking his hands and reaching the back of his neck.

When the pale fingers touched the soft glands, the corners of the girl's eyes instantly turned red.

There is no trace of marking on the gland.

Ji Qingyun did not do anything to her either.

Wei Qingyu leaned against the wall without strength, showing a scared expression for the first time in this quiet no one.

She didn't know why Ji Qingyun didn't act on herself, but she was grateful that she was only a false alarm this time.

There is no such thing as the past but a dream. If it is a dream, why hasn't she awakened after so much torture?

This is reality

This is reality.

Suddenly, Wei Qingyu felt that there was something in his hand that he had been holding tightly, and he spread out his palm suspiciously.

The light and shadow passed through the leaves outside the window and fell on the girl's palm impartially.

A red bracelet with a small basket of peaches appeared in her sight.