When the big tree broke, the face of the cold Lord was as relaxed as ever.

Hanbao was shocked.

"How did you do it?"

"With your brain." Han hanjue left in a natural and unrestrained manner.

When the two returned to Qingmei Town, it was already 12 p.m. After pushing the cart into the gate of Qingmei Town, Hanbao said goodbye to his father and went back to hanshuiyuan.

Thinking that Zheng Ling had fallen asleep, he crept open the door, came to the bathroom in the dark, and came to the bed in the dark after washing.

It was only when I went to bed that the bed was cold and there was no one on the bed.

Zhan hanjue's heart sank, turned on the bedroom lamp and began to cry, "Zheng Ling."

However, the living room, balcony are not Zheng Ling shadow.

Zhan hanjue calls Zheng Ling, and his mobile phone is turned off.

Han Jue and Yan Zheng Fengxian they call, the result is shut down.

Zhan hanjue got anxious and ran out of Qingmei town in his slippers.

Rushing to the cold water garden in one breath, regardless of Yan Zheng and Impatiens sleeping, they slapped the door of the cold water garden.

"Yan Zheng..."

after a long time, Yan Zheng came out in slippers. Stretching and yawning, he scolded the Baron Zhan who disturbed his dream. "In the middle of the night, do you cry?"

Han Jue's pincer like hand grasped Yan Zheng's arms, and his tension overflowed on his body surface. Even his words were trembling, "Yan Zheng, Zheng Ling is gone."

Yan Zheng was pinched by Han Jue's hands and cried out, "pain... Elder brother, you let me go!"

"Is Zheng Ling here?" Han Jue can't care about Yan Zheng's pain. Zheng Ling is gone. He's going crazy.

Yan Zheng bared his teeth: "if you let me go, I'll tell you."

"Tell me first?"

Yan Zheng said: "I am too painful to speak."

The Baron had to let go of him.

Yan Zheng rubbed his injured arm and looked at the anxious and crazy Zhan hanjue, teasing him: "elder brother, Zheng Ling is missing. Are you in a hurry?"

"Don't you talk nonsense?" The warlord roared in anger.

Who ever thought Yan Zheng's voice was bigger than him, "do you know how worried Zheng Ling is when you are gone?"

The warlord was stunned.

When he went out today, he didn't expect to come home so late. So I forgot to tell Zheng Ling his whereabouts before leaving. Later, he was busy selling jade. He forgot to look at the time and didn't report his whereabouts to Zhengling in time.

At the moment, he realized that Zheng Ling should be very frightened when he couldn't find him for a few hours.

"What about Zheng Ling?" He asked uneasily.

Zheng Ling must be angry with him?

What to do?

Yan Zheng did not have a good airway: "crying for several hours, now occupy my bed, it is estimated that holding the Impatiens fell asleep."

Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief. Zheng Ling would be fine.

"I'll pick her up tomorrow." Zhan hanjue's eyes are not willing to throw to the bedroom, he really want to go in to see his Zheng Ling.

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