Travel through the host of the villain and ask for kindness

Chapter 145 Autistic teenagers are too clingy

Chapter 145 Autistic teenagers are too clingy (5)

Mr. An signaled the director to investigate the information, then sat on the sofa, looked at An Yixin and Jiuqing, and said slowly:
"An'an, be obedient, go home, you don't want this girl to be hurt, do you?"

Jiuqing chuckled: Do you think this deity is a soft persimmon?

An Yi's heart did not grow up, but she used actions to show that she didn't want to go home, and buried her head on Jiuqing's shoulder and neck.

Bad guy
The bad guy who killed his parents.
Now I want to steal Miss Sister again..
Why doesn't he die.
If you die, no one can harm Miss Sister!
The system looked at An Yixin's turbulent mood, and was a little embarrassed: why is the master of this plane so extreme?
Jiuqing patted the boy on the back comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, he is your grandfather."

"No, he is a bad guy, don't be afraid, Miss, I will protect you."

An Yixin interrupted Jiuqing's words, hugged the girl's waist tightly, and turned to look fiercely at Mr. An as if swearing an oath.

Mr. An seemed to be frightened, and muttered incessantly:

"An'an. An'an is the first time to say such a long word. God bless, I, An'an, finally returned to normal."

Tears welled up in Mr. An's eyes, and he looked at An Yixin with tears in his eyes. Seeing the murderous intent in An Yixin's eyes, Mr. An was stunned.

"Don't look at my little sister, you villain...!"

An Yixin stared, his eyes full of disgust and strangeness, which caught Mr. An by surprise.

"You An'an, I am grandpa, I am grandpa, An'an."

Mr. An burst into tears, looking at his grandson who looked like his own son, feeling sad.

"Look again, I'll kill you and avenge my parents! It's not enough for you to kill my parents, why do you want to rob my little sister now!"

An Yi roared excitedly, and the arms that imprisoned Jiuqing became tighter and tighter, as if they wanted to fuse the two into one.

Mr. An was hit and sat on the sofa in a daze. He suddenly thought of something, and looked at Jiuqing with more and more fiery eyes.

Jiuqing: "." This old man won't be interested in me.

{Ben Tongzi said that it is impossible, you are thinking too much, but Mr. An has so many dramas. }
The system couldn't help complaining about the wrinkled face of Mr. An, who is also acting in Qiong Yao's drama: Sure enough, the master is still good-looking.

An Yixin saw that Mr. An looked at Jiuqing with such eyes, and rushed over. Jiuqing was originally watching the show, but now An Yixin made a sudden move, and Jiuqing hurriedly hugged the boy's waist:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Mr. An obviously knew the result: this kid, after all, still has a grudge
The young man's eyes were red, as if an enraged beast was about to use its prey, but when Jiu Qing hugged him like this, the murderous intent in his eyes gradually receded and turned into soft water.

"Who are you? Why is An'an here."

Although my grandson doesn't want to see me, as an elder, I still can't help caring.

"Grandpa, I'm Su Jiuqing. My parents are doing business outside. I don't have any bad intentions. After all, with my background, I don't need to settle down with you. You can rest assured about that.

Heal this boy. When I was walking in the park, I saw someone chasing him, so I took him away. I wanted to send him to the police station, but as you can see, this boy seemed unwilling to leave me, so I had to take him away. go home. "

Seeing his grandson's butt facing his face, Mr. An could only sigh: "I believe you are a smart girl, and you have seen it too, this child is him."

"He's fine, just living in the past and I'm going to make him strong."

Although Mr. An didn't believe what Jiuqing said, he could only do so at the moment. After all, his grandson depended on others, not others depended on his own children.

(End of this chapter)

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