C328 (1/2)

Just a moment before ye Xi's body fell on the floor, a long arm caught her soft body at the right time, exerting a little force, and her whole body had been knocked into a wide embrace by a man.

”Sunset...”

Watching Ye Xi being held in his arms by a man, Qiao Jinglian's Phoenix eyes flied past in a hurry, holding on to the shoulder blades crushed by the man, and stood up from the floor.

Huo Yingting's eyes were always glued to the pale face of the woman in his arms. Without looking at Qiao Jinglian, he turned to walk towards the door of the room.

”Let her go!” Qiao Jinglian's face was awe inspiring, and he jumped at Huo MINGTING.

Huo's eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged, and his body was slightly on one side, avoiding Qiao Jinglian's attack.

There is no love for war, a little woman who sleeps in her arms.

Huo Yingting's tense face was cold and heartless, and his long, strong and hard legs were moving outward without a pause.

Qiao Jinglian's eyes are bright and red, and she does not give up her desire to attack Huo Yuting again.

However, without waiting for his movements, a black shadow and a blink of an eye leaped to his eyes.

Then, the shoulder of the left arm was buckled by a strong and strong iron hand like a beast.

Qiao Jinglian's Feng Mou shrinks tightly, looking at the man who suddenly appears in front of her.

The man's extraordinarily strong physique, unstoppable bulging muscles wrapped in clothes, and the strong breath of every hard line on his face tell him that this man may be more difficult to deal with than the man just now.

”Joe, you should thank you for having a good brother today. Otherwise, you will not see the sunrise tomorrow.”

The man coldly throws a word, then clenches Qiao Jinglian's shoulder to throw him into the room, turns to leave.

Because of the words he left inexplicably, Qiao Jinglian was slightly confused. When he came to the castle, there were few people left.

Thunderstorm, wind ravaged twists and turns on the road, a black car, just like a dragon in the road rush forward.

In the car, the cold man is sitting in the back seat holding the little sleeping girl.

The man's face is gloomy, and his eyes are still on the girl in his arms.

The girl's eyebrows are frowned tightly, the long eyelash tips are still hanging with crystal tears, Qi's white face is not a trace of blood, and the pink lips are uneasily pressed tightly at the moment.

And her two little hands curled on her flat belly, but they were holding her little fist tightly.

The man's dark eyes moved slightly, and reached out to hold the girl's small fist. He could not help it.

He didn't realize what he had done until her little soft fist was wrapped in his palm.

The two long eyebrows were frowning.

Then the girl's fist was thrown away by the man.

It seems that it's not enough. The man directly picks up the girl and puts it on the parking space beside him, and pushes the girl far away.

I look out of the window with my eyebrows down.

A few seconds later, the man patiently closed his eyes, reached out again and held the girl in his arms.

And just at the moment when the girl was held in his arms again, she moved her eyebrows and woke up.

The man stares at the girl indifferently, there is no temperature on his shabby face.

The girl opened her eyes, her face was stunned, and she looked at the man's face in confusion.

Shuer.

A picture flashed in her mind. The girl opened her eyes in horror, sat up, and looked at the man with her small face.

The man silently stared at the girl, two thin lips pursed into a straight line, and could not make a sound for a long time.

A mature and steady man can't feel his real emotions at the moment because his emotions are restrained.

The girl clenched her hands and stared at the man timidly with her red eyes.