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"You You are crazy. You are crazy. I don't know you! I don't know you at all! " Master Jing clenched his fists and knocked his upper teeth down.

"I'm not crazy for one day or two. Your son, I've been crazy for two years! For two years, your son, I'm not a ghost! I've had enough of it! Don't threaten me again, threaten me again, be careful of me, and catch up with you Jing Rong gasps, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes, breathes.

Father and son, both eyes are red, as if quenched poison!

"You You are my good son, you! You villain! You die, you die for me at once Master Jing slaps his big leg and yells at Jing Rong angrily! The sound is also completely torn, cracked!

"As long as bao'er doesn't die, I won't die. One day she lives in this world, I will live in this world for a long time! I'll wait for her, no matter how long it takes. "

"But if there's anything wrong, baby! I, Jingrong, will definitely pull her to die together! It doesn't matter if you want to make jingbao'er. When the time comes, don't blame your son for not being filial. You killed yourself and buried her with your own hands! "

Jing Rong emphasized every word again.

That's enough.

I've had enough.

He has had enough of master Jing!

"You You're threatening me, aren't you? You're threatening your father, aren't you? "

"Yes, I am threatening you!" Jing Rong is cold, but he doesn't deny it.

"You You If you were not my son, you would not have known how many times I had died in my hands! " With these words, master Jing's eyes darkened, and he was unable to limp on the back of the sofa, panting, panting, panting.

At this time, the old man felt as if he had exhausted all his muscles and bones. He didn't have any strength.

He can't even sit up straight.

On the head, it felt as if there was a huge stone pressing on it, which made him dizzy!

"Similarly, if you were not my Lao Tzu, you would not have known how many times you had died if you dared to treat my woman like that! You should be glad that you are my Laozi Jing Rong and Dao.

"In the future, when it comes to blind dates, don't call me back. I'm not interested..."

Finish saying, Jing Rong then you get up directly, closed the coat on the body, walk long double - leg to leave, completely ignore the old man.

"You Stop! You! Stop! Jingrong! Stop

King old son exhausts whole body strength, to the back figure of King Rong, scold a way.

Jingrong turns a deaf ear, pushes the door open and goes out directly. He even forgets to change his slippers.

Outside, the north wind whistling, snow, the whole world.

As soon as he went out, the cold breath rolled in, blowing his skin and flesh exposed outside, which hurt.

The north wind tonight is like a knife. Every time it sweeps on people, their skin and flesh will hurt.

Far away from two young servants, they are making a snowman not far away.

Two girls smile like flowers, that smile, and involuntarily, let him think of his baby.

At that time, jingbao'er was as excited as they were when he made snowmen.

When the two servants saw Jingrong, they immediately nodded respectfully, and they did not dare to go out.

Jing Rong nodded to them.

Then I got in the car.

Under the heavy snow, the black motorcade drove steadily out of Jingjia.

"Yeming..." Jing Rong leaned against his back and watched the night open.

"What's the matter?" Asked the night.

"When passing by magic finger Wonderland bar, put me at the back door of the bar, I'm going to drink..."

"Do you want me to tell the barman to clear up?" Asked the night.

Jing Rong waved his hand, "no, just ask the boss to arrange a private room for me..."

Hearing the speech, Yeming immediately took out his mobile phone, holding the steering wheel in one hand, and dialed the owner of magic finger Wonderland bar in the other hand.

After explaining the situation, Yeming hung up.

"The boss said that he would spare you the whole 8th floor When the time comes, you can choose a private room. "

Jing Rong nodded, took out his mobile phone, sent wechat to Meng Yaodong and song Mingyang, and made an appointment with them.

After the two of them agreed, Jingrong locked the mobile phone screen, looked at Yeming and said, "Yeming, tomorrow, you go back to Blackhawk island. Now I don't have time to go there too much. You have to take a look for me..."

"Yes, Si Shao!" Yeming nodded respectfully, "in fact, if you don't tell me, I was going to go and have a look tomorrow..."

“……”

Jing Rong didn't speak any more and turned to the snow outside the car.

The snow is very heavy and urgent, but in such a short time, the whole world is white.Looking around, the whole city is covered in white.

Bright street lamp, in that piece of snow, plated with a layer of golden aperture, micro beautiful.

Catch a glimpse of a familiar figure, walking slowly on the side of the road, Jingrong immediately yelled to Yeming, "pull over, stop!"

At night, he immediately pulled over the car

Then, the whole team stopped

As soon as the car stops, Jingrong gets out of the car quickly in the curious eyes of Yeming and rushes to the woman in a red cashmere coat on the side of the road like crazy

Feeling someone chasing her, the woman turned her head

Seeing the woman's face, the hope in Jingrong's heart suddenly broke again.

Not Jing bao'er

This is a completely strange face.

It's just that the figure, hairstyle and temperament of her and jingbao'er seem to be

"Are you the president, sir? What can I do for you?"

The woman's voice drew Jingrong's thoughts back.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Rong shook his head. "It's OK. I just recognize the wrong person..."

"Oh..." The woman smiles at Jingrong.

"I'm sorry." Jingrong whispered to the woman. Then he bowed politely to the woman, turned around and went back to the car.

Looking at such a scene, night's eyebrows, also can't help but wrinkle up.

For so many years, I have been with Jingrong and used to seeing such scenes. Although Yeming has been used to it for a long time, every time I see Jingrong's confirmation, Yeming still can't bear the disappointment.

Over the years, he has seen thousands of people like Jing bao'er. Every time he sees them, he will rush forward without hesitation. Every time, he is disappointed.

Those people have the same temperament, hairstyle and even figure as Jing bao'er, but they don't have Jing bao'er's face.

"Let's go..." Jing Rong closed his eyes and said.

Yeming did not speak, toward the front of the car, honked the horn.

The car in front started steadily, and the car in night continued to move steadily