If you delay, you will be slapped and kicked in the chest, even the iron wall can't bear it.

In this family, only the eldest lady is kind to him.

Little five's eyes fell on the blue figure, but he only dared to glance at it in a hurry, never dared to look more, and then quickly lowered his head and dared not speak.

Humble to the extreme.

After all, she is the eldest lady of the family. He is just a bodyguard

The woman turned around and just took two steps. Suddenly she paused and asked, "by the way, did you say that woman has arrived in M country?"

"Yes."

"I see."

……

Ji xiuye took her to a hotel. She was sleeping now. He put her gently on the bed, and then turned to the bathroom to deal with the wound.

With a "hiss", the wound on his abdomen became purulent. The conditions were limited. He gouged out the meat with a knife. He took a breath in pain.

But in the end, he couldn't hold the knife.

He leaned against the wall and endured the pain silently. Now she is blessed by Bodhisattva. He doesn't want to wake her up.

Today those people came for her life.

But he must protect her well, because he wants to protect his treasure for another person.

He believes that if love can cross suspicion, time and distance, then he will reach her, but before that, he must guard her!

Because she is his aunt!

Tang Qingge sleeps more and more, and the bruises on her body also spread to her neck and limbs. Hailong Wang once said that if the bruises spread to her hands and feet, it means there is no way to recover.

"Ji Xiu night..."

Tang Qingge's weak call came from the bedroom. Ji xiuye wrapped the bandage around his waist and came out to see her staring at him. The bruise on her face was moving to her head.

He stared. How could he be so fast?

But Tang Qingge thought about it, "give me your mobile phone. I want to send a microblog."

Ji xiuye was silent. "I think you should take a look at yourself now."

Tang Qingge sat up when he was dying. "Am I ugly again?"

Ji xiuye nodded honestly.

"Forget it."

Tang Qingge gave up and spread out on the bed.

She's dying. What else does she care about being ugly?

Ji xiuye brought her her mobile phone. She thought for a while before updating a microblog under her microblog.

"Babies, there is an important thing to deal with recently, and the return date is uncertain... If babies can't wait for me, forget it." the sent icon is next to her. She hesitated for a long time and didn't press it.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't want to disappoint them."

Tang Qingge drooped his eyes and finally gave up sending.

Ji xiuye pursed his lips and suddenly took his mobile phone from her hand. "Then don't send it."

"No, I still want to send it."

She deleted it again and edited a paragraph.

"I'm looking forward to meeting you."

Just eight words.

She looks forward to meeting them.

Although the date is uncertain.

Life and death are uncertain.

Soon there were comments under the microblog.

"Qingge baby's play is finally finished. Oh, we look forward to seeing your new play and meeting!"

"Qingge baby has rarely taken selfie recently. The last selfie photo had heavy dark circles. You should pay attention to rest. We'll meet you when you have a good rest."

"We'll wait for you."

Her fans commented below.

Tang Qingge's eyes are hot.

She clenched her fist.

She can't just admit her fate!

She was never the one who accepted her fate!

Isn't it, fighting fate!

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