Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"I know." She was hoarse and said with her lips.

He tangled with her eyes, then raised his gun and slowly put it on the ground.

The sight in front of Lan Yu was blurred. He put down the gun because... He couldn't see clearly. It was useless for him to hold the gun.

The smoke had damaged his eyes. At this time, he felt a burning pain in his eyes, but he endured you, looked at Meng Zhiyao as if nothing had happened, and said softly, "let her go and come to me."

He walked towards Meng Zhiyao step by step. Every meter he came was a little more dangerous, but Lan Yu was not afraid. He did his best in public office, and now he is a husband.

He couldn't see clearly. He had only one body. He would rather come unarmed and exchange with Meng Zhiyao.

For Fu Mingzhu's peace.

"Don't come here again, or I'll end your woman now... No, it should be my woman!" Meng Zhiyao smiled gently.

There was pain in Lan Yu's eyes.

He can't see clearly. He just thinks the Pearl looks... Bad.

He whispered, "you let her go. I forced her. I don't love her much. I like Su Lian, don't I? "

Meng Zhiyao smiled darkly: "Lan Yu, you don't like her and don't love her. Will you come and die?"

Lan Yu stopped. "I just don't want to involve innocent people."

"If she's your woman, she's not innocent." Meng Zhiyao chuckled: "but your woman tastes really good. She feels good. She's soft and tender... Do you want to know how many times I've done it to her? Lan Yu, do you think life is better than death? "

Lan Yu was pale. He looked straight at Fu Mingzhu's direction. In fact, he could not see at this time.

It was dark in front of him. All he knew was that his Pearl was there and his children were there.

He heard the sound of the helicopter. He couldn't let them leave or let Meng Zhiyao take Fu Mingzhu.

Even if he dies.

"Lan Yu, you are really cruel. After operating for so many years, just wait for this day. You hid Du products in LAN Guifang to frame me, my father was dragged down, and the Meng family was finished... Do you think I can still be kind to you and your woman?" Meng Zhiyao paused, "Lan Yu, I don't want your life. We'll see you later. I'll take your favorite all my life and let you spend every day in regret. Remember, you hurt her!"

Meng Zhiyao raised his gun, aimed it at Lan Yu's heart, and then moved five centimeters to the left with a smile.

"No!" Fu Mingzhu screamed hoarsely, and her fingers immediately blocked Meng Zhiyao's muzzle.

With a bang, blood splashed.

"Pearl!" Lan Yu blurted out her name, and then walked towards the front.

Every step he took was somewhat hesitant and uncertain.

Fu Mingzhu's fingers were dripping blood. Her eyes widened and looked at Lan Yu——

Slowly, it became unbelievable.

He's out of sight.

Her forehead was full of cold sweat. She was crying and hoarse. She kept shouting at him: "Lan Yu, don't come here, don't come here..."

At this time, she completely ignored the blood on her fingers and forgot the pain.

Meng Zhiyao also found the difference of Lan Yu. He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Lan Yu, you can't see, can you?"

He dragged Fu Mingzhu towards Lan Yu, two steps away. "She's right in front of you. You can take her now, if you can catch her."

Meng Zhiyao retreated silently.

Lan Yu's face was pale. He could hear Fu Mingzhu's breath. Losing his vision made his other senses particularly sensitive. He knew where she was.

His eyes had no focus, but he came in her direction accurately.

"Don't come here, Lan Yu." Fu Mingzhu's voice was almost speechless. She covered her lips for fear of crying.

The mood all collapsed and suddenly shouted at him, "Lan Yu, don't come here. I'm willing."

But he smiled in her direction and continued to come here without stopping.

Meng Zhiyao shot him and hit Lan Yu on the leg. Blood suddenly came out and dyed his pants red.

His body shook, clenched his teeth, dragged one leg, and walked this way. With one step, there was a blood stain on the ground.

"Don't come here." The tears on Fu Mingzhu's face could not be heard.

Meng Zhiyao raised his gun again and fired a shot. Lan Yu was also shot in the other leg. His leg trembled and could hardly stand

Fu Mingzhu couldn't help it anymore. She seemed crazy to break away from Meng Zhiyao and ran towards Lan Yu.

But she only took one step, Meng Zhiyao caught her, and his voice was cold: "if you take another step, I'll kill him."

She was stunned and then turned around: "Meng Zhiyao, are you the devil?"

At this time, the helicopter landed slowly, the huge sound ravaged the eardrum, the huge wind blew the sand on the ground, and Lan Yu slowly, slowly still walked towards this side, and every step was blood.

Fu Mingzhu's heart fluctuated violently and her voice was dumb: "don't come over, I beg you not to come over."

She held Meng Zhiyao and his gun in her back hand: "I'll go with you. You let him go."

"Pearl!" Lan Yu's voice was scattered by the wind.

Fu Mingzhu turned her head, looked at him and smiled softly, "Lan Yu, I said I love you."

Love a person is all.

He sacrificed her, but he sacrificed himself.

He said he was first a public official, then the father of her husband's children. She believed it.

When she finally saw Lan Yu, her face was smiling

She was taken to the helicopter by Meng Zhiyao. Besides the pilot, there was su Lian.

Su Lian lay flat on the seat and looked silent. Fu Mingzhu didn't take care of it. She just stuck to the window

She looked at Lan Yu rushing towards this side, and even wanted to grasp the balance under the helicopter. Her palm was on the window, and the blood kept falling.

Meng Zhiyao stretched out his hand to pull the collar and stared at her coldly: "do you really love him so much that you are willing to sacrifice everything?"

His voice was cold, "you should know that I will treat you in the most cruel way, just because you are Lan Yu's woman."

Fu Mingzhu's face was close to the glass and whispered, "you won't."

She smiled softly, "you can save a dog's life if you keep me, and your sister's life, can't you? Unless you leave her alone. "

Meng Zhiyao pulled her into his arms, held her chin and raised his hand to slap her in the face.

But looking at her ashless face, he thought of Meng Xue.

His sister Meng Xue is like this. She doesn't eat, drink or talk. It's like this. It seems that everything in the world has nothing to do with her.

Meng Zhiyao's hand didn't drop.