Warm marriage is like fire: male god boss spoils deeply

Qian Shao revolved around Qinghuan. Unexpectedly, she was even more amazing under the light.

Qian shaochao winked at sister Si, who immediately understood.

"Qin Huan, money is at least the diamond king of Yuncheng. He is super rich. He can help you solve your urgent needs!"

Qinghuan powder fist clenched, she knew that in the eyes of these rich people, women are just playthings!

"Sorry, there's less money!"

She fled in a hurry!

In the taxi, Qinghuan looked at the City neon, endured tears for a long time, and fell one by one.

hospital.

"Doctor, what happened to my brother?"

Just arrived at the hospital, Qinghuan saw Liang Yue's attending doctor and two nurses come out of the ward with a sigh!

"Miss Leng, your brother vomits seriously and even rejects the nutrient solution. In this way, he can't last for a few days!"

How many days?

Qinghuan was struck by lightning!

The night is deep!

The hospital was terribly quiet. Qinghuan kept a fixed position and lay on the door.

Through the small glass window, Liang Yue's face was terribly thin. He had been sleeping as if he had died.

Qinghuan looks at the machine that detects his heartbeat from time to time, for fear that in the blink of an eye, there is a straight line on the screen.

She thought a lot.

She and liangyue grew up together. Liangyue, like her shadow, attached to her from childhood.

He is her brother, and she flows the same blood!

How could she bear to see her dearest brother die at the age of 15!

She can save him!

At dawn, Qinghuan's little hand trembled and dialed sister Si!

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Emperor seven star hotel.

In room 1806, the girl was lying on the bed. Her small face without makeup was like a lotus in the water. It was tender and tender.

The door lock turned, and the sonorous and steady footsteps came from far to near.

Qinghuan's little hand pressed the quilt tightly, and her soft body trembled involuntarily.

She turned the light to the darkest, shadowy view. The man stood by the bed and stopped.

The room was horribly quiet.

Qinghuan's heart beats like a drum. She just wants everything to end quickly.

"With less money, we'll make a quick decision!"

"Oh!" Men are frivolous and ridiculed.

The sound is a little familiar.

Qinghuan didn't think much because she was nervous.

She's shaking badly. What does it mean to have less money?

Do you want her to take the initiative and seduce him?

Qinghuan bites her lips, and the smell of blood is all over her mouth.

"Please me!"

The low magnetic sound line, with natural pride.

This sound--

Leng Qinghuan suddenly opened his eyes. "Palace animals?"

As soon as she spoke, the light in the room came on!

Under the bright and dazzling light, her shame was nowhere to hide!

Sister Si Mingming asked her for less money!

"Why are you?"

Her surprised voice made Gong sijue more angry!

The tall and straight man suddenly stretched out his big palm, grabbed Leng Qinghuan's neck and lifted her up!

Qinghuan was caught off guard and kicked her feet. She looked at the man seriously.

He was like the devil who came out of the Shura field. He was cold and his black pupils were scarlet.

The man's big palms are closed inch by inch, as if he can pinch off the cold and happy delicate neck as long as he makes an effort.

Qinghuan's mind is mushy and her breathing is weak.

She's dying!

Just then, a sound of footsteps came.

"Boss, people brought it!"

Gong sijue narrowed his eyes, looked at the girl's pale and bloodless face and let go of his hand.

Leng Qinghuan fell on the bed and coughed faintly!

When she calmed down, she saw Gong sijue sitting on a single sofa.

He was black, dignified and awe inspiring. He was so cold that he made people tremble!

Three men in black uniforms carried a sack into the bedroom.