Heidi's Seven Days of Love: The Bought Wife

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The fickle fingers suddenly let go, and the phone fell heavily on the car.

His face, for an instant, was terrifyingly pale.

He never spoke, his eyes were calm and scary.

Quietly looking at the passing vehicles on the expressway, it seems that the world is as quiet, busy, and noisy as ever. However, at this moment, Boqing has a feeling that, in the usual world, now in his eyes, it is pitch black. [

It was as if the world in my heart suddenly collapsed.

The whole body is very cold, as if seeing the green girl in front of him in a trance, looking at him with a sweet smile, her eyes are as calm as water, not as lively as a girl of that age, but with the unique innocence of a girl of that age.

In his impression, the simple and innocent appearance of Qingshui was like a gust of wind. After three years, it still didn't change at all.

It seemed that something was slowly flowing out from the body.

………………

It took a long time for Boqing to regain his senses, and slowly picked up the phone, but Xiaoka had already hung up.

His trembling fingers couldn't hold down the screen of the phone, and he clicked seven or eight times before Li Nian's name was clicked.

I made a call, and it was answered fairly quickly.

"Read, I drove a helicopter to the xx scenic spot in city S, Qiqi fell off a cliff, and asked Qin Shi to bring all the medical equipment he could bring with him."

At that time, there was only one thought in his fickle heart.

If Qiqi died, then the whole world would be dead!

He was a crazy person.

The Bodi Group originated from the underworld, and it is not clean until now, everywhere is dirty and gloomy, even now there are things like arms smuggling.

If that woman really disappeared, then there would be no point in the existence of this world.

He clenched his fickle hand, and after a long time, he added silently: "Rush as quickly as possible, if Qi Qi dies, I won't be alive..."

His last sentence was really feminine, without any strong taste, but like a low-pitched sorrow.