Chapter 1399 Seven princesses, poor little
"Wow." Xiao Yiyan drew her white and tender little hands, as if they were hurting. She lowered her head and held her hands, stroking them lightly, tears in her eyes, and Qingcheng's small face lifted up silently.
A teardrop slid down her cheek.
"Master." At this moment, the bodyguard rushed over, and the man stared at Xiao Yiyan sharply, reaching out to pinch her neck, and as long as she applied lightly, her head moved.
Xiao Yiyan was pinched by the neck, her small face was raised, her eyes blinked, her lips curled.
"Master, the one with the surname Hei said that there is an urgent matter to see you." There was footsteps outside, and a bodyguard stood in front of the door to report.
The man listened, stood up straight, turned around, and walked out.
"Let him in." The man's voice was horribly deep, especially Ling Li's eyes, which resembled a faint thought, so vicious, he turned and walked out.
Xiao Yiyan lowered her head, hugged her knees with her hands, and poked her small fingertips towards the knee injury.
"Hiss." She frowned, Qingcheng's small face, frowned, watching everyone go, she tilted her head to think about it, slid off the sofa, and walked outside.
Hearing a faint voice, she was standing at the door, her small body holding the door panel, her head poking out, looking out curiously.
"Ah." She glared her beautiful eyes, looked outside, and screamed, her small hand quickly covering her mouth, her long eyelashes like a feather fan, constantly fanning.
Mr. Black stood there respectfully. Halfway through the conversation, a bodyguard stepped forward and kicked him in the knee. Mr. Black knelt on the ground, surrendering in front of the man like a slave.
"Hiss." Mr. Hei was in pain. He couldn't help but clenched his hand into a fist. The veins on the back of his hand burst out, and his gloomy face was like a storm gathering.
"You mean that Xiao Mohan's body is like a withered straw. It has been caused by poisonous gas and there is no cure for it?" The man asked in a hoarse voice, coldly.
Mr. Black gritted his teeth, knelt there, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."
Hearing a faint sound, Mr. Hei raised his eyes and looked to the right.
With the help of moonlight, in front of the gate of the house, a small figure, like... . He frowned to see clearly, but unfortunately, too far away, the figure was too small, and only half of his head was exposed, unable to see clearly.
"Wait for my news." The man said coldly, turning around and walking away. Mr. Hei was "invited" by the bodyguard and half dragged away, as if he would bully here.
"Bang" He was kicked in the waist by the bodyguard, and he almost fell to the ground.
Mr. Black stood up straight, turned slowly and looked at the mansion hidden there with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "One day, I will give you all of this."
This is a shame, he has endured it for many years.
Mr. Black raised his foot and walked out. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "How come there are children here? Where did I seem to have seen them?"
He was thinking about searching for the figure, but the phone rang in response to the scene, he went on the phone and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Hei, just received the news that Lian Zhenzhen is said to be dead! Our clue is broken again." The other party lowered his voice, and Mr. Hei heard him, stiff as if he had been tapped.
"Dead? Who did it?" Mr. Hei lifted his foot and walked out, rounded to the side of the road, and got into the car.
The other party said something vaguely, he hung up the phone decisively, and stepped on the accelerator to leave.
Xiao Yiyan covered her small mouth, turned and walked towards the sofa, climbed up and leaned there, fell asleep on her stomach.
In the hall, several people walked around the coffee table, talking about business.
"Hmm." Xiao Yiyan turned over and almost fell off the sofa. She looked around in a daze and confused, licking her little mouth, very thirsty.
(End of this chapter)