Chapter 1393

If you move, you will be slapped and kicked in the chest. Even the iron walls cannot bear it.

In this family, only the eldest lady is kind to him.

Little five's eyes fell on the blue figure, but he only dared to glance at it in a hurry. He never dared to look more, and then he quickly lowered his head and dared not speak.

Humble to the extreme.

After all, she is the eldest daughter of the family. He is just a bodyguard

The woman turned around and just took two steps. Suddenly, she paused and asked, "by the way, did you say that the woman has arrived in the M country?"

"Yes."

"I see."

……

Ji xiuye took her to a hotel. She was sleepy now. He put her gently on the bed, and then turned to the bathroom to deal with the wound.

With a "hiss", the wound on his abdomen became purulent. The condition was limited. He gouged out the meat with a knife. He gasped in pain.

But in the end, he could not hold the knife.

He leaned against the wall and endured the pain silently. She was blessed by the Bodhisattva when she slept. He didn't want to wake her up.

Today those people came for her life.

But he must guard her well, because he must guard his treasure for another person.

He believes that if love can pass through suspicion, time and distance, then he will reach her, but before that, he must guard her!

Because she is his aunt!

Tang Qingge sleeps more and more, and the bruises on her body also spread to her neck and limbs. Hailong Wang once said that if the bruises spread to her hands and feet, it would mean that there is no way to recover.

"Ji Xiu night..."

Tang Qingge's weak call came from the bedroom. Ji xiuye wrapped the bandage around his waist and came out to see her staring at him. The bruise on her face was moving toward her head.

His eyes are wide open. How could he be so quick?

But Tang Qingge was thinking, "give me your mobile phone. I want to send a microblog."

Ji Xiu was silent. "I think you should take a look at yourself now."

Tang Qingge sat up in shock as he was dying. "Am I ugly again?"

Ji xiuye nodded honestly.

"Forget it."

Tang Qingge gave up and spread out on the bed.

She's dying. What else does she care about?

Ji xiuye brought her a mobile phone. She thought for a while before updating a microblog under her microblog.

"Honey, I have an important thing to deal with recently. The return date is uncertain... If you can't wait for me, you can forget it." The sent icon was beside it. She hesitated for a long time and didn't press it.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't want to disappoint them."

Tang Qingge dropped her eyes and finally gave up sending.

Ji xiuye pursed his lips and suddenly took his mobile phone from her hand. "Then I won't send it."

"No, I still want to send it."

She deleted it again and edited a paragraph.

"I'm looking forward to meeting you."

Just eight words.

She looks forward to meeting them.

Although the date is uncertain.

Life and death are uncertain.

Soon there were comments on Weibo.

"Qingge baby's play is finally finished. Oh, oh, oh, we're looking forward to seeing your new play. We're looking forward to meeting!"

"Qingge baby has rarely taken self photos recently. The last self photo showed heavy dark circles under the eyes. You should pay attention to rest. We'll meet you when you have a good rest."

"We are waiting for you."

Her fans all commented below.

Tang Qingge has a fever in his eyes.

She clenched her fist.

She can't just accept her fate!

She's never been a fatalist!

Don't you just fight with fate!