Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

"The police are coming. Why don't you go in and stand at the door all the time?"

"Colonel Philips seems to be talking to a foreign man." She looked at it, looked up and down suspiciously, and said definitely, "it seems that there is your hometown outside."

Are there Chinese out there?

Ginger warm Leng for a while, quite unexpected.

In mahari, a small city, there are very few Chinese. The foreign population is basically African American. Black skin and black eyes are more common than yellow skin and black eyes. There are also many African Americans in the police, but there are very few Chinese. It should be too small to judge.

"Are you wrong?" Jiang Nuan asked her in local dialect.

She looked out again, shook her head, and said firmly, "I'm right, yellow skin, black hair, black eyes, just like you, that man is definitely your hometown!"

Are there really Chinese?

She looked puzzled and said in a strange tone, "is that man a policeman? How can he be with colonel Philips?" But it's so handsome.

She used to appreciate that kind of muscular and cool man, but she was not interested in the relatively thin foreign man, but when she just looked at him from a distance, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating

Jiang Nuan didn't believe it, so he walked over to the window and looked at the shopping mall across the street. There was a graceful figure standing in the middle of a group of big policemen. Compared with the common mahali people, the man was not outstanding in height, but he was definitely not short. His long legs were more eye-catching. He was wearing a light brown thin sweater, black trousers and straight back, His black hair is combed neatly, and his skin looks whiter than that of ordinary Chinese people. It's getting colder and whiter, which sets off the policeman standing next to him as a coal ball

"Fu Yi?"

Jiang Wen saw the man's side face and was surprised to say Chinese!

Other people see her reaction, have been curious to ask her, "do you know that person?"

"Is that your friend?"

Jiang Nuan's mind is in a mess now. He doesn't listen to what they say and thinks again.

How could he be in mahari? What did he do when he ran to the HOS mall? He didn't know it was dangerous. There were armed gangsters in it?

As soon as Jiang Wen thought of this, he couldn't help it any more. His heart beat like a drum and he gave the dog to one of the shop assistants. He looked in a hurry. "Help me take care of my dog. I'll go out."

"God, there are bad guys with guns outside. It's too dangerous. You..."

Jiang Nuan opened the door, looked back, wet eyes dark, stubborn, "I know, but there is someone outside who is very important to me, I must find out what he wants, otherwise I will regret my life, my dog troubles you, if I have an accident, help me send it back to No. 367 rose garden, its owner will take care of it, thank you!"

The African American staff didn't know what she was talking about, but after understanding Jiang Nuan's request, they nodded and said, "don't worry, I will send it home."

Jiang Nuan completely put down her heart, closed the door and went out. She ran to the store in a hurry, opened the door and found her bag. Then she pulled out her mobile phone from the bag and ran across the street, pressing on the mobile phone. "Hurry up."

The mobile phone is against her. Unfortunately, there is no signal at this time.

Lying in the trough, she almost sped foul language, but she didn't have time to vent with a mobile phone. She had to put away her mobile phone and trot across the street with all her strength