Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

"What do you want their information for?" Mu Rongchen's face was dignified.

"Shao's situation is a bit dangerous. Polar organizations are eyeing him, and country a can't accommodate him. I want to help him." Mu Ziqin subconsciously concealed the short message.

"This information is confidential. I can't give it to you, Ziqin. You have to believe that although Wanyi Shaoyu is not omnipotent, no one can attack him. He has his own way out of danger. Otherwise, how do you think he has been king and dominating in country a for so many years?"

"But..." Mu Ziqin hesitates. She still wants to get the information. After all, even if Shao Yu won't die, she will be seriously injured. The ferocious wound when she came back last time makes mu Ziqin feel cold when she thinks about it.

"Well, Ziqin, believe daddy's judgment."

Mu Ziqin looked at him for a while and said dejectedly, "OK."

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In the square full of war, Wan Yi Shao's body was in a mess to avoid the bullets. The gun in his hand had no bullets, and the only thing he could do was to frighten.

He was the only one who shuttled between the covers in Nuo Da's arena. From time to time, he was hit by stray bullets, and Wan Yi Shao rushed forward bravely.

As we approached the exit, there was a faint "click" at our feet, bomb!

When Wan Yi Shao was stunned, the bullet behind him cut through the air and hit Wan Yi Shao's back directly, and the blood spattered out immediately!

Shao's eyes suddenly shrunk, his feet relaxed, and the bomb exploded in an instant

"No!" Mu Ziqin sat up with a scream. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He sat on the bed with shortness of breath. His fingers were trapped in the quilt, and he was at a loss.

Shao Yu

What's the matter with you?

Mu Ziqin didn't fall asleep for most of the next night. She was afraid that when she fell asleep, she would dream of Wan Yishao.

I will dream that Wan Yi Shao is injured or even dead.

How can I help you

Mu Ziqin crumpled his hair decadent, was sweat drenched hair into a knot, random crumpled, mu Ziqin into the bathroom.

Warm water mercilessly hit mu Ziqin's body.

Mu Ziqin looked up and let the water drop slap on her face, which seemed to reduce her helplessness and worry.

Mu Ziqin was very clear that it was useless to be decadent, praying and expecting at this time. If he could not make any substantial help, the end of Wan Yishao might be like that in his dream!

However, the only information Wan Yishao gave was to ask her to send him the information files of polar organizations.

Mu Ziqin gradually lowered his eyes, and a trace of firmness flashed through the clear eyes.

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The next day, Mu Rongchen, as usual, had breakfast, said hello to his family and got on the special bus.

Mu Ziqin took the last mouthful of red bean milk tea and wiped his mouth. "Mommy, I'll go upstairs first."

Fang Sheng took a look at the time, "go ahead, change your clothes. Later, Mommy will take you to buy clothes."

"Ah? Mommy, I don't have to buy it. "

"Last time you said you didn't need to buy it, this time you have to go whatever you say." Fang Sheng didn't let mu Ziqin shirk, so he gave a death order.

"All right." Mu Ziqin answered helplessly and went upstairs.

The study is on the corner, not facing the stairs.