Everyone in the room could hear the hoarseness and pain in Nanrong Huai'an's voice.
He has his helplessness, but his heart is hurting.
Through his voice, everyone can tell.
Some of the subordinates of Nanrong Huai'an have red eyes, although there is something wrong with Shaozhu, even though Shaozhu can't live with shaograndma.
But the young Lord's pain made them sad.
Little Lord and little grandma were all right. Why do they want to be like this.
Everyone is reluctant to see the young master and the young grandmother separated.
In the eyes of Nanrong family, two people are so matched, and Feng Sufei is so suitable to become the future master mother of Nanrong family.
She is so strong, and the little Lord, strong and strong, the Nanrong family will be invincible.
Everyone's heart is full of blood, but everything in front of us is changing.
Little grandma is leaving.
No, maybe, in the beginning, little grandma was just a temporary little grandma.
There's even a one-year deadline, everyone doesn't know.
They stare at ziwanxun angrily, all of them are women.
After Shaozhu's leg was hurt, the woman left mercilessly. Now she came to be a demon again to separate Shaozhu and shaograndma.
Let them save such a person, they really are not willing.
They all want to kill this woman, so that there is no gap between the little Lord and the little grandma.
When ziwanxun heard that Nanrong Huai'an saved her, she was relieved at last, but her whole body was in pain. Now the wounds penetrated by the bullet were bleeding continuously.
The blood on her body was dyed red on the ground, her whole body was shaking with pain, her teeth were leaking, and her face was still swollen like a pig.
When it hurts like this, ziwanxun wants to live.
As long as she lives, she will leave country h and go back to emergency treatment. She will not die.
Ziwanxun was afraid that her blood would dry.
She was very dissatisfied.
Why does Nan Rong Huai'an follow the wind and talk nonsense? Nan Rong Huai'an saves her directly.
Although Feng Sufei's ability is very frightening, but the ability of Feng Sufei can never surpass that of Nan Rong Huai'an.
As long as Nanrong Huai'an is willing to save her, she can certainly be saved from anyone.
But her blood is running She is going to faint, but her whole body aches like this. She can't pass out.
Ziwanxun wants to talk and urge Nanrong Huai'an, but when she opens her mouth, it's a whoop, and a puff of blood comes out.
Feng Sufei points to ziwanxun. "Nanrong Huai'an, you'd better promise soon. If it's late, I think she will run dry."
Nanrong Huai'an just glanced at ziwanxun, who was indifferent. He only looked at fengsufei and locked his eyebrows.
He wants to see feng Sufei's mood, but her eyes are so calm and her face is so cold, as if she really made a decision.
And as long as he is close to Feng Sufi, Feng Sufi will step back.
Mingming's breath is so close, but he can't.
There is a sweet smell in the throat of Nanrong Huai'an.
At this moment, Nanrong Huai'an really does not care about anything. He only wants Sophie, as long as Sophie.
Nanrong Huai'an could hardly bear the pain in her heart. Her eyes were full of moist light, maybe tears, maybe blood.
"I don't..."
In the south of Huaian, the smell of blood gushed out, the corners of the mouth came out with red blood, with a seductive arc, more beautiful.
Feng Sufei seems calm, but her heart is shaking.
Nanrong Huai'an took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and continued to say that he didn't want to save ziwanxun.