Kiss You, Sweetheart

The more Bo en moved, the less powerful he was. He leaned against Qi shaoxun.

On the second floor came the scream of the wounded, and Bo en was soft.

Her little uncle

Qi shaoxun cold calm eyes, looking at the second floor of a sea of fire, Jing said: "en en, he really will be OK, because he is Bo Jiayan."

Bo en leaned against him and cried. His whole body was shaking so hard that Qi shaoxun could hardly hold it.

Ambulances and fire engines rang out in the streets, and the K-state was still very fast in dealing with the tension.

Bo en was so desperate that he didn't even cry.

"Well, go and sit down for a while." Qi shaoxun picked up Bo en en, who was already unable to walk, and was about to sit on the flower stand by the side of the road when he heard a cold voice.

"Let her go!"

As soon as Qi shaoxun turned around, he caught Bo Jiayan's cold eyes. Even though he had just escaped, Bo Jiayan was neatly dressed, his hair was not messy, and his aura was strong.

Listening to this voice, Bo en'en, who was still paralyzed in Qi shaoxun's arms like a dead man, came back to life as if he had been injected with cardiotonic. He pushed Qi shaoxun away, rushed to Bo Jiayan, threw himself into his arms, hugged him and cried.

"Little uncle, little uncle, you scared me to death."

That kind of peace of mind, unable to speak. I just feel that if the whole world is destroyed, as long as he is OK, she will be OK.

There is nothing more important than to let him live and stand in front of him.

"I'm fine." Bo Jiayan held Bo en tightly, and the whole person was gentle. He kissed her face, and his eyes were moist. "You're still here, how can I have something to do?"

"Little uncle, I don't want to lose you, I don't want to..." Bo en en tightly hugged Bo Jiayan, crying uncontrollably. In Bo Jiayan's arms, he was still shaking after the disaster.

Qi shaoxun stood quietly. At this moment, he became a redundant person.

When Bo en pushed him away just now, his strength was so strong that he didn't hold her.

That's the power of love

In the heart, a little sore, the corners of the mouth but also a touch of wan smile, micro exhaled a breath. I've been used to it for a long time. It doesn't matter.

As long as the man is still there, she will live happily. If she is happy, so is he.

Qi shaoxun breathes, and his eyes sweep slightly. Across the street, xueluo has changed another suit of clothes and mixed in the crowd. They look this way, and their eyes are on each other.

Qi shaoxun's eyes were cold and sharp, and implied a warning.

Xueluo hesitates a little, then stealthily hides himself and leaves in the chaotic crowd.

Qi shaoxun looked back and saw Bo Jiayan caressing Bo en en's back, but his eyes were very sharp.

Qi shaoxun's face was calm.

Not far away, there is a very ordinary car. The black solar film on the window conceals everything in the car.

Wearing big sunglasses, Ming sat in the back seat, looking at the building in a sea of fire. Firefighters and medical staff were busy.

His jaw, it's clenched.

It was his people who were injured, and there was a surge of anger in his heart. The cell phone in his hand rang and he took a look.

"What's the matter, making so much noise."

"No more." The other party gave a cold voice and hung up.

Ming Seung Hsien's lips slightly open, and he suddenly takes off his sunglasses. His eyes are full of anger, but there is no way to take this hitman.