Chapter 508

"Song September, you are more and more daring. What did I say last time?"?! You really can't change dog to eat excrement, cat to eat dried fish! "

Fu Jin holds her up and throws her directly on the sofa. Song Jiuyue struggles to open it. Just as he wants to defend himself, Fu Jin's mobile phone rings.

Fu Jinyi, this special bell, only when that person hits, will ring. He kisses song September on his lips, gets up immediately, and presses the answer button.

"The night gave me black eyes..."

The old man had some serious and distant voice. As soon as Fu Yan's pupils shrank, he heard the man inside say something like this. He looked down at Song September, who was not in the state. He immediately got up and went to the French window. His face became serious and looked at the glass.

"I use it to look for light..."

At the other end of the screen came deep laughter. Fu Yan didn't speak, waiting quietly, trying to hear each other speak.

"It's time to come back, disaster."

Fu Jin holds the hand of the mobile phone tightly and lowers her head faintly. Song September doesn't know who this person is talking to, but she has never seen Fu Jin like that. It's like a sword hidden in the dark. It's cold and fierce, which makes people afraid.

She has always known that Fu Yan's identity is very mysterious. As for what it is, maybe even the people around him are not clear, and she is even less clear. At this time, she can only hold her breath quietly and try not to disturb each other.

After Fu Jin hung up the phone, he lowered his head for a moment. A little thought flashed in his eyes. Looking back at the eyes of song September, he began to smile.

"I can't be with you any more. I'll sleep until I come back."

I don't know why. Every time Fu Jin said this, song Jiuyue felt very nervous. It was like a farewell to his wife from a general who was going to the battlefield. Thinking of this, her heart trembled and her throat was blocked.

Fu Yan had already come and touched her head with her hand. She was a little spoiled in her eyes.

"I'm going."

Song September felt that everything was mysterious and confused, but there was a kind of relationship between them.

She suddenly remembered that Fu Jin had reminded her that Sheng Lanshan and Xia Bing could not be the enemies in the future. What she had to face was more powerful than that.

Fu Yan saw that she didn't speak, sighed, bowed her head and kissed her lips. She felt that this person's mood was a little low. She gently bit her lip and sucked.

Song September looked up, eyes wide open, see this person serious face, slowly embrace his waist, very tight.

At the end of the kiss, Fu Ji looked down at her and rubbed her forehead.

"Eat well, don't always eat snacks."

Song Jiuyue nodded and agreed to each other. Fu Jin let go of the others and walked out of the house.

Song September heard the sound of closing the door, knew that the man had left, got up and went to the door, suddenly felt very sad, why the man didn't say anything, let her feel so uneasy.

When I opened the door, I found that it was raining heavily outside. My heart trembled and I couldn't help shouting "Fu Jin!"

But in the vast rainy night, I can't hear anything clearly. Song September is at the door now, and the light in the room spreads from behind her, reflecting her figure, with a delicate sense of holiness.

It's raining heavily, the street lights are dim and yellow, and you can't see anything clearly. The cold wind makes you want to shiver.

The black car in the rain is quietly stopping. The old man is sitting on the seat with crutches. His face has a sense of wisdom to see through everything.

"That girl is..."

Fu Jin closed the window. The rain had already come in. His sleeves were wet and cold.

"The Fu family in the future."

The old man nodded to the driver to drive.

"Your identity, she will be very dangerous, disaster, you should know that."

"I will protect her."

The old man clenched his crutch and sighed after all.

"Love is easy to bind your hands and feet, your vision should be long-term, we live in the dark, this kind of thing is not needed."

Fu Yan turned to look at the scene of rain outside and frowned slightly.

"With her, L.A. is my home. I will protect her. She is not a cowardly girl. She will become very strong. I am looking forward to the day when she will show her talents."

The light of the high beam drove down, and the old man no longer spoke in the distance.

……

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, occasionally accompanied by thunder. Song September anxiously waited all night, but Fu Jin still didn't come back. Finally, she fell asleep on the carpet.

When I woke up again, it was only 5:30 a.m. when it was just slightly bright outside, I could only vaguely see cyan in the black sky.Song Jiuyue took the mobile phone and called Fu Jin last night. The other party's mobile phone has been turned off. At this time, she called again, but it is still turned off.

Frowning, she got up to brush her teeth and wash her face. It was only six o'clock in the morning, but she still drove out, so waiting in the villa would only make her more and more anxious.

The heavy rain outside has been small, now almost no umbrella, but standing for a long time, the body will still be wet.

She got out of the car and wanted to buy breakfast. It was still hazy before dawn. As soon as she passed by the alley, she turned around and saw a man leaning against the wall. Her whole body was covered with black cloth, and her face was covered with a mask. It was a bit frightening on such a morning.

Song Jiuyue's steps stopped, holding the principle of not meddling, and he wanted to speed up his steps to leave here.

"Help me."

The voice was deep and hoarse. She felt that it was strange. But the other party just spoke and asked her to save him

Song September came closer with a stiff head, only to find that he seemed to be injured.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was suddenly pulled over and put against the wall. She immediately put a gun on her neck. The cold muzzle of the gun was facing her like that.

Song Jiuyue's pupil shrinks and doesn't speak. She frowns at this man. It's cold and dark. This is what she feels

Cham?

No, that man's momentum is not so strong, yes, in front of this man, she only felt two words - powerful.

At this moment, she felt as weak as a mole ant, as if in front of a towering mountain, was the other party's momentum, she could not move.

"What do you want to do?"