CEO Daddy's Nonstop Pamper

"You, a motorcycle with me, Xianxian and Luofeng." This is the man who didn't want to hand over his cell phone before. But now it's over. Even a tiger will become a cat.

Then the other two were with Mo Qifan.

The man changed into Mo Qifan's coat, and he was about the same height as Mo Qifan. No one thought that he was mo Qifan. When he carried Mo Qifan's things on his back, it was more like him.

It's just something. It's on his back.

But when he really went out, when Bai Xianxian was just about to get on Li Lingye's snowmobile, Li Lingye suddenly pointed to another person and said, "you can change with him."

And this man is the shortest of all men, a little stronger than the white slender.

But if you don't look carefully, you really can't tell which one of them is white.

This should be what Li Lingye set out to do before he set out.

One looks like a white slender figure, and the other looks like Mo Qifan's figure.

Mo Qifan changed his clothes. He couldn't tell which is mo Qifan and which is not.

As for Bai Xianxian and that person, they are also indistinguishable.

But as long as it's a person, he will guess that the one sitting in front of Li Lingye is Bai Xianxian.

Otherwise, a straight man sitting in front of another straight man, think about nausea on nausea.

But now, that's how Li Lingye arranged it.

Bai Xianxian sits in front of Mo Qifan.

He is a big man who drives a motorcycle. He looks like two people on top of each other.

So, last night, shangluofeng said that the weight of this person and the other two is similar to that of her and Mo Qifan plus Luofeng and Li Lingye.

He has several at best.

So, he had to be on the motorcycle of three people.

In addition, just before going out, Li Lingye stuffed a piece of clothes into her white slim coat, which made her look more bloated.

"Let's go."

Wake up Li Lingye, start to command everything.

And as long as he exports, no one else has a problem.

And she doesn't want to have an opinion at this time.

In fact, she wants to ride a snowmobile with Li Lingye.

But Li Lingye arranged this way, and she was completely obedient.

She understood that he was for safety.

Suddenly, I think of the person who wanted to kill Li Lingye before. He has already guessed that someone has been chasing him, so that he can find a chance to kill him.

When they first arrived here, the man who had been thinking about killing him would know that it was impossible to catch up at that time.

But now that they have been in for several days, it is absolutely possible for people from outside to come in.

It has to be said that Li Lingye's decision is very careful.

It is said that it is impossible to harm others, but it is absolutely necessary to guard against them.

He is not mean, he is responsible for his own life.

She is also responsible for the life of her white and her father.

The snowmobiles are on.

Because there is one more layer of motorcycle equipment than before, which can press the wind, at least not too cold.

When he really drove out, Luo Feng was glad to have bought these seven sets of equipment. Otherwise, they could not hold on for two hours.

Two motorcycles, seven people.

Li Lingye's car is crowded with four men. Bai Xianxian feels funny every time he sees it.

Li Lingye can do this, all for her, she knows.

When I think of it, I feel warm.

The South Pole in the early morning is the coldest time.

Bai Xianxian sits in the middle, with a motorcyclist in front of him and his father Mo Qifan behind him.

Although Li Lingye didn't share a car with her, she was very comforted to have her father.

From time to time, her eyes pass the motorcycle of Li Lingye, who is exploring the road in front of her. Only when she can see his figure, she will be satisfied.

The speed was not fast or slow, but Xiao slowed down as much as he could, and the piercing cold wind soon penetrated his heavy special cotton clothes.

It's cold.

Her teeth trembled in the cold.

This kind of snowmobiles, in such a very cold place, can ride for a few minutes, half an hour is barely acceptable, but more than two hours, is absolutely the limit.

However, at this moment, a few minutes have passed, and half an hour has passed.

Extremely cold cold hit, in front of a vast expanse of white, only not far ahead with her this same snowmobile in front of her, telling her that the world is full of vitality.

She looks at the figure of Li Lingye on the motorcycle in front of her.

even if he as like as two peas in the same clothes and equipment, she can recognize him at once.

Looking at the man in Mo Qifan's clothes and the man with his own image, I suddenly feel that this moment is already in Li Lingye's plan.He would have been here long ago.

Therefore, everyone who brings is carefully selected.

She came to see her father, who could hardly wake up because of the cold.

But before I came, I made the most careful arrangement for her.

White slender think nose sour, always don't believe that such a man will be the one who killed his mother.

But that day in the underground parking lot, everything she heard was vivid.

It was heard by her own ears, not relayed.

If it is reported by others, she may still question it, but she is not.

When she closed her eyes, tears came out, moistening her eyes and blurring the motorcycle in front of her, so that she could no longer see the man she loved.

"What's the matter with you, Xianxian?" Behind her, Mo Qifan, who supported her waist, asked with concern.

But scattered by the wind in the cold morning, leaving only the sound of small pieces.

Bai Xianxian's eyes are still on Li Lingye. Even if it is vague, he doesn't move away, and he doesn't hear Mo Qifan's concern.

And her own body, trembling with sobs.

She didn't know, but Mo Qifan felt it.

At this time of white fiber and white fiber before the obvious difference, has been concerned about her how Mo Qifan may not feel it.

He is her father.

Another father and daughter.

Bai Xianxian's every move is in his concern.

However, Mo Qifan asked, white fiber or no response.

Mo Qifan couldn't help but worry. He gently pushed Bai Xianxian's shoulder, "what's the matter with you, Xianxian? Is it uncomfortable? "

With this push, he finally regained his mind. His eyes were still wet and blurred.

But she couldn't.

Fortunately, she didn't have to walk. She just sat in the middle of the two people. It didn't matter whether she could see or not. When she heard her father's question, she reflected that her father should feel her reaction. So she took a deep breath and whispered: "it's a little cold."

"Hold on." Mo Qifan hugged her tightly, and his father said in a soft voice.