Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

The killer stands in front of the window and looks at Yi Zheng, both of whom fight hand to hand. However, the next moment, Yi Zheng kicks over the carton beside him, and takes this opportunity to block the killer's sight and surround him from the other side.

At the same time, Yi Zheng flies into a figure from the window. The killer quickly turns to resist the fatal knife, but it's too late to turn back again. Because Yi Zheng's hand has reached the back of the neck, he cuts it heavily. The killer immediately widens his eyes, turns to close his eyes and falls forward.

Yi Zheng looked at the visitor and complained, "it's too slow."

"There was an accident." The man reached for the fallen killer.

Mu Ziqin looked at the quick and crisp man just now. He was a handsome man. No, he was a tough guy, but he was not a tough guy with a full face, beard and muscles. However, there were no less muscles in this man, just not exaggerating, and his face It's indescribable handsome. It doesn't feel half beautiful, but it can make people remember the feeling of tall hero at a glance.

Double eyebrows into the temples, the cheek to see all sharp, not angry and Wei look also daunting.

"Tut tut" two, although feel that each other is a rare man, but she has a husband, and her husband is also handsome!

My own man is the best.

Yi Zheng made a loud finger to Mu Ziqin who fell into his mind again, "let's go."

Mu Ziqin nodded. As soon as he went out, mu Ziqin was stunned. The branches and leaves on the ground and the trees on the top of his head were beyond recognition. Then a helicopter quietly stopped in the middle.

Well, it's not the man who made it. It seems that it's the killer's hand. Otherwise, it's impossible that the killer can't find it after looking at the window for so long.

On second thought, Yi Zheng refused to leave just now. Maybe it was because he was waiting for someone to catch the killer. He turned around and looked at the dead kidnapper. Mu Ziqin slammed the door. This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy.

As soon as I got on the plane, I went to sleep. No matter what the plane was, mu Ziqin's eyes closed and opened, and he had already arrived at his destination.

"Where is this?" Mu Ziqin raised her eyebrows. It seems that this is not her home.

"My house." Yi Zheng took the lead to walk in, "someone will come to pick you up later."

Yi Zheng obviously has already contacted Wan Yi Shao. Mu Ziqin nodded and sat on the sofa drinking tea, quietly waiting for someone to come.

Wan Yi Shao's speed is extremely fast. Before mu Ziqin had time to finish a cup of hot tea, he was hugged by Wan Yi Shao.

Holding the cup in his hand, he put it on the table, put his backhand around Wan Yi Shao's neck, and imprinted a deep kiss on each other's lips.

"Do you miss me?" After a long time of hanging, mu Ziqin was relieved. Instead of asking about a series of things that happened in recent days, he asked with a smile.

Wan Yi Shao Yu knew in his heart that mu Ziqin didn't want to mention the events of those days, so he followed her words, "of course. And you? " The palm of her hand crossed mu Ziqin's cheek. The supply of nutritious meals in recent days made her thin and thin, and the meat on her face was much less. She was so distressed.

Muziqin did not answer, once again kissing the man's lips, "what do you say?"

"Mommy, don't kiss me. Look at me... "