Chapter 1652： will die

Chapter 1652 Will die

"No, provided that no one knows her identity." Xiao Mohan said.

Wen Shui raised his head and leaned back, his mind was full of blood in the bedroom and hall. He clenched his fist and said, "Han, Ben Shao wants to visit Feng's house."

Xiao Mohan was silent. At this moment, anxious footsteps came from outside, and the car door was grabbed and pulled open forcefully.

Zhuo Yin’s masculine face, but a little gloomy, got into the car and looked at the water, and said: "Ask the water, to be honest, if premature delivery is premature, medical care and fetal call, what is the chance of success?"

"Are you referring to the probability of fetal survival, or Yao Rong?" Wenshui put the mineral water aside, wiping his pants with a tissue, and a low, suspicious voice sounded.

Originally planning to go to Feng's house, after Zhuo Li reminded him, Wen Shui suddenly realized that Yao Rong's best time had come. If he missed it, it would be even more dangerous.

"Yao Rong." Zhuo Di said, his hands folded unconsciously.

Xiao Mohan sat in the driving seat, the phone vibrated a few times, and he continued the call. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "Well, I see."

Zuo Lin stretched out his hand, opened the small drawer, took out the bottle of wine and poured the wine, holding the goblet, raising his hand to shake the red wine, the red wine in the glass was swayed by him, and the edge of the glass was rotated into a beautiful arc.

"Sizzle." Zhuo Li picked up the red wine and drank it in one go.

He put down the glass heavily, leaned against it, turned his head and looked out the window, his face was uneasy, his eyes dazzled, and he looked at the water and said, "Brother, please."

Yao Rong was pregnant and had a stillbirth in the abdomen. Logically speaking, a stillbirth in the abdomen for so long would be particularly harmful to the adult’s health, but Yao Rong insisted that this was her desire as a mother.

Once the child is born, it will be stillborn. I am afraid Yao Rong will collapse and the sky will collapse.

"Cold." Asked the sailor unconsciously grasping the handrail, grasping firmly.

If it hadn’t been for Zhuo Li to show up, I’m afraid he had already headed towards Feng’s house at this moment, desperately rushing in to find Feng Tianjing, he who lost his mind was like a crazy monkey.

But now, he can't ignore Zhuo.

"Go to Zhuozhai." Wenshui said in a deep voice, Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, glanced at Wenshui, a deep smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and said to him, "Trust me."

"Yeah." When asked Shui, Zhuo Li sat there, not knowing what dumb the two were playing.

Until his mobile phone vibrated and a few messages came in, Zhuo Li looked at Wenshui in surprise, and asked in a deep voice, "Feng Tianjing is missing?"

"Hmm." Wenshui nodded, the evildoer's face was full of worries, but he couldn't leave.

Zhuo Lin's hands were trembling, and the palm of his phone was tight. He looked at Wenshui deeply, his voice was hoarse, and asked: "If you drag it any more, what will happen?"

Zhuo Lin estimated that he must never get it selfishly, leaving Wenshui behind because of Yao Rong.

Although I asked Shui and didn’t say anything, everyone was tacit understanding that Feng Tianjing was too important to him.

"Will die." Wenshui said.

Zhuo Lin listened, his dark pupils shrank in an instant, and a strange touch passed from the bottom of his heart. His lips moved, but he was pressed by the water on his hand.

Wen Shui looked at Zhuo Li, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

The two words, Wenshui almost burst out from the root of the tooth, his fingertips were full of chills, revealing his panic, but he couldn't leave Zhuo Li, otherwise Yao Rong would kill him.

"Brother, thank you." Zhuo Di's eyes were red, and he reached out and held Wenshui's shoulders and held them tightly. He didn't say anything, but his Adam's apple moved.

Xiao Mohan compiled a message and sent it, and drove the car towards the house.

(End of this chapter)