Spiritualist sweet wife

I don't know if I'm going to see a warm relationship soon. Zi Teng feels that the sky in Xining is bluer than before, and even the sun is warm. The tiredness of two days on the plane and on the road was suddenly replaced by the warm sunshine.

He wanted to call warm and tell her that he had arrived, but after thinking about it, he decided to surprise the other party.

However, just as they got on a taxi and were ready to return to Xining city and transfer to Qinghai Lake, a burst of mobile phone rings suddenly.

Zi Teng's subconscious spirit took out his phone almost conditionally, but when he looked at the black screen and looked forward to it, he was instantly replaced by loss.

Next to Lin Zi, holding his mobile phone, he looked at Zi Teng's face, which changed rapidly in an instant, and smiled maliciously:

"Hey, hey! Sorry! Ha! Brother, mine!"

After saying that, completely ignoring Zi Teng's two frozen eyes, he smiled and answered the phone:

"Hello? Zhao Xin? We've arrived in Xining. Now we're taking a bus to the city. It's estimated that we can get to the hotel in the afternoon!"

At the other end of the phone, Zhao Xin was silent for two seconds:

"Linzi, I have something to tell you..."

When Linzi answered the phone, although Ziteng looked expressionless and looked straight ahead, the light from the corner of his eyes was always uncontrollable and glanced at Linzi's face from time to time.

Soon, he noticed that Lin Zi's smiling face when he answered the phone gradually became gloomy and dignified. Turning his eyes to his own eyes, he also became deep and disturbing.

Ziteng suddenly had a bad feeling at the bottom of his heart. He looked at Linzi hanging up the phone and looked like he wanted to talk and stop.

"Zi Teng..."

"What happened?"

Although his heart was a little flustered, Zi Teng still made himself look calm.

Of course, he would never have thought that the phone Lin Zi just connected was about warmth.

He thought that there would be something wrong with Mary, or sixteen nights or Xu Ziling.

Lin Zi's throat moved up and down unnaturally:

"Zi Teng, I'll tell you something. You must keep calm!"

Looking at the solemn appearance of the forest, Ziteng's sword eyebrows flying into the temples were deeply twisted bit by bit, and the strong uneasiness in his heart became more and more suffocating.

Looking at Zi Teng, he seemed to be mentally prepared. Lin Zi hesitated for a while before slowly opening his mouth:

"Little girl... Gone!"

"What are you talking about?"

As soon as Lin Zi's words were spoken, Zi Teng immediately felt his scalp explode. Originally, he was still in a stable mood, and the wind and clouds surged in an instant:

"What does it mean to be missing?"

Looking at Zi Teng's angular face, covered with black clouds, and the two cold eyes that could almost kill people projected from his eyes, Lin Zi paused and said hard:

"Zhao Xin called and said that Ziling came in the morning and said she wanted to talk to the little girl alone, and then

Brother, don't worry! Ziling won't hurt the little girl. Trust me! "

Linzi felt from his heart that Xu Ziling would not hurt warmth, and what Zhao Xin said on the phone was only a general idea, so his words to persuade Ziteng were from his heart.

However, warmth and Xu Ziling disappeared together, and he was confused, but he knew better what kind of blow the news would be for Ziteng. In this case, it would be good if there was a mess between two people! Another, be sure to stay awake!

Zi Teng stopped talking. His thin and sexy lips closed in a straight line. His deep black eyes suddenly became scarlet and bloodthirsty. His hands hanging on his knees also unconsciously clenched tightly. The joints between his fingers were faintly blue and white.

The more Zi Teng didn't speak, the more Lin Zi was at a loss. He searched a lot of words. As soon as he wanted to speak, he saw Zi Teng pick up his mobile phone and quickly dial a series of phone numbers.

Looking at such a son Teng, Lin Zi had to swallow it back to his stomach.

On the other side of the phone, Zhao Xin seemed to have guessed that Zi Teng would call again, so he kept it and didn't dare to leave. Seeing the familiar name jumping on the screen, Zhao Xin clenched his fist and quickly picked it up.

"What's going on?"

Zi Teng's voice was low and cold, as if it came from hell, which made people shudder.

Zhao Xin was stunned. Although he knew that warmth was missing, Ziteng would be angry, but he had known Ziteng for so many years, but he had never felt the atmosphere on him.

Even across the distance, his hand holding the phone was still cold.

"What, what, back, things!"

Aware of Zhao Xin's stunned, Zi Teng was impatient and repeated it word by word, but his voice sounded colder and more sinister than before.

Zhao Xin paused and told Zhao Xin in detail what happened in the morning:

"Zi Teng, I'm sorry! It's me! I should keep the warm, I......"

Before Zhao Xin finished his words, the phone was coldly hung up.

Listening to the busy beep from the receiver, Zhao Xin seemed to fall into an abyss. There was no sunshine and darkness.

He wanted to say that if anything happened, he would go and bury her!

However, Zi Teng seemed to guess that he would say so, so he didn't give him a chance and hung up without warning. He doesn't believe that warmth will happen, and he doesn't need Zhao Xin's guilt and Atonement!

Because he won't let anything happen!

The car is still driving on the straight and wide road in Xining. The atmosphere in the car seems to drop to the freezing point in an instant. It's cold and suffocating.

The driver naturally noticed this unusual atmosphere. The accelerator under his feet felt that he stepped on the bottom.

Lin Zi pursed his lips, locked his eyebrows and looked at Zi Teng, but he knew what to say at this time.

Zi Teng is worried about warmth, and so is he. Now he can only hope that Xu Ziling won't hurt warmth!

no Not hope, it will not!

Zi Teng hung up the phone and felt that a beating heart in his chest almost jumped out of his throat. The temple pounded violently, and he could only try his best to calm down.

The warmth is gone. It's not anyone's fault. If Xu Ziling really wants to take away the warmth, even if Zhao Xin is present, it won't help.

He understood this truth, but he still couldn't calm himself.

Even so, the brain is still flying fast, recalling every word Zhao Xin said on the phone before.