shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 1589 Stay and help her?Or take your hair and leave?

"Here you are." Tang Qian came over with a box.

She was very careful, and put the cut hair in a special place so that Bai Zhi'er could take it away.

"Thank you." Bai Zhi'er sighed with emotion at her thoughtfulness.

Tang Qian's expression seemed a little lonely: "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Bai Zhi'er shook her head: "No. However, I think your mother should be very proud of you."

Tang Qian was taken aback, and she smiled wryly: "Probably not."

Bai Zhi'er pointed to the trophies on the entire wall.

"You dance so well, she will be proud of you."

With that said, she was about to say goodbye.

Tang Qian sent her to the door.

The moment Bai Zhi'er looked back, he saw a strong black death in Tang Qian's eyebrows.

It means that if there is a sudden disaster, the fate will be doomed.

She couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?" Tang Qian didn't understand why the other party was staring at her.

Bai Zhi'er had a fierce psychological struggle.

Stay and help her?Or take your hair and leave?

She is the way of heaven, and should not meddle in the cause and effect, life and death of mortals.

But Tang Qian also helped her...

After a long silence.

Sensibility still trumps rationality.

Bai Zhi'er suddenly asked: "Can I stay at your house for one night? Where are you going tomorrow, I will follow you."

"Tomorrow? I'm going to film." Tang Qian was puzzled.

Bai Zhi'er nodded: "Then I'll follow you. In your situation, if I stay with you for two days, you should be able to get through it."

She said, and turned back into the house.

Tang Qian followed behind her and closed the door smoothly.

"Passed? Passed what?"

"Your death." Bai Zhi'er finished speaking calmly, looked around, and pointed to the sofa: "I'll sleep here, call me tomorrow morning."

Tang Qian was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Don't! If you are really a fairy, how dare I let you sleep on the sofa. My second bedroom can live in it. Wait for me to clean it."

After finishing speaking, she hurried into the second bedroom, vacuuming and making the bed.

Seeing Tang Qian busy with work, Bai Zhi'er took out his mobile phone from his Qiankun bag.

She pondered for a long time, but she didn't know how to make a call.

Damn iron case, not easy to use!

Just at this moment, the ringtone "My wife loves me, I love my wife" rang again...

Feng Fuce really had a tacit understanding with her.

"Hello?" Bai Zhi'er connected.

Over there, Feng Fuce's gentle and lazy voice came: "Is it over with you?"

Bai Zhi'er glanced at Tang Qian who was making the bed.

She whispered: "Well... I saw her face, and she was in danger of her life immediately. She wanted to stay temporarily and accompany her to get through this difficulty for two days. After all, I took her hair, so I couldn't just walk away so ruthlessly." Of."

Feng Fuce on the phone was standing in the hospital.

Hearing this, he frowned calmly.

"What a coincidence?" he said.

Bai Zhi'er was puzzled: "Coincidence?"

Feng Fuce squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "The person who was just rescued from the fire, a minute ago, the doctor issued a critical illness notice, the situation may not be optimistic, the most important thing is that his hair was burnt."

Bai Zhi'er opened her lips, she didn't know what to say for a moment, she just felt sorry for the other party.

Feng Fuce said: "If there is no problem with you, my son and I will hurry to the next person's place. I suspect that the catastrophe in their fate has arrived at the same time. Although we don't know the reason, at least for us disadvantageous."

Bai Zhi'er hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll stay with Tang Qian for a few more days."

After speaking, she hung up.

Turning around, Tang Qian was looking at her.

"Do gods also use mobile phones?" Tang Qian was curious, looked at Bai Zhi'er's mobile phone, and said with emotion: "It's still the latest model."

(End of this chapter)