An Yanrong, isn''t that what she just said? She''s digging another hole for herself!


    "Do you want to verify my ability in that area?"


    Anyan was stunned and shook his head quickly. "Still, forget it. I believe he Shao has always been excellent!"


    "Excellent ability is not by mouth, but by personal experience." When he Junshen''s voice fell, he directly carried Anyan on his shoulder. The next second, she was thrown into the soft bed, and her beautiful long hair spread out in an instant


    He picked his eyebrows and looked at the little beauty in front of him. She was very beautiful. More importantly, her beauty was to his taste.


    If the result of infatuation is irreparable, then he is willing to blow her ashes!


    "Hejunshen..." Anyan''s voice was very soft, and he called out his name.


    Her soft voice, directly into the depths of his heart.


    Heyun deep mouth slightly hook, that slender fingers directly untied the tie, action arrogant to the extreme.


    Anyan looks at the hejunshen in front of her, and shyly covers her eyes immediately.


    Mu Anyan, calm down, you can''t change color in a second!


    "You, don''t mess around. I still want to go to the hospital to see Fang Shu." Anyan stammers when she practices speaking. She suddenly feels difficult to breathe. Every inch of her skin is scorched by his sight


    "If you go to the hospital now, it will only affect her rest."


    "..." seems to make a lot of sense.


    Anyan can''t refute what he Junshen said.


    "Well, let''s go to bed early and go to see Fang Shu tomorrow morning."


    "Isn''t it going to bed now?" He Junshen took it for granted, but he was not idle


    She felt a chill, and an Yan shivered coldly.


    "Cold..."


    The next second, he Junshen pulls an Yan into his arms


    "Warm you up now, eh?"


    An Yan stares round Mou son, her small hand tiny trembles, tightly grasps his that smoke gray sweater.


    "Hector..." her small mouth light escape voice, calling him.


    "I''m here." His eyes were full of deep feeling, and he looked at Anyan tightly.


    "I''m cold."


    She''s really cold.


    Hearing her two words in a soft voice, he Yun felt even more distressed and frowned.


    He stretched out his hand to hold an Yan''s cool little hand and clasped it with ten fingers. His low voice rang out in his ear: "let you warm now."


    Next, what Anyan feels is the heat like fire, burning her constantly


    In the room, a fire was lit instantly and burned thoroughly.


    The ambiguities in this room are fast, charming and dense


    It was not until after midnight that he let Anyan go.


    "Call me early tomorrow. I''m going to see Fang Shu."


    "Well." He gave her a kiss on the forehead, his eyes full of doting.


    Then Anyan fell asleep in Heyun''s deep arms.


    Wait until an Yan falls asleep not long, suddenly, put the mobile phone on bedside table vibrated.


    He Yun looks at the caller ID, picks up the phone and presses the answer button.


    "President he." Wu Yang''s voice immediately came from the other end of the mobile phone, "we are already near the main house. Now it''s almost time. Mr. He, can we act?"


    He Yun looked at the time. Three o''clock in the morning was the best time for people to sleep.


    "Yes, please take him away."


    "Yes, Mr. He!"


    After he hung up, he put his cell phone on the bedside table at random. At this time, Wu Yang, who is located near the home of he''s family, quickly took action


    At this time, in the bedroom on the third floor of he''s main house, he Xijiu''s hands and feet were all handcuffed to the bed pillars, and he couldn''t move at all.


    He didn''t sleep, so he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, thinking of Lu mengke.


    All of a sudden, the window glass seems to be hit by something, making a "Dong" sound


    He Xijiu quickly moved his eyes to the direction of the window, and he quickly sat up.


    "I heard you wrong?" He Xijiu looked at the window for a moment.


    "Ge Mingming told me that if you want to meet Lu mengke again, you should be obedient and not make trouble. But now that the middle of the night is over, and it will be dawn soon, is it my brother''s expedient to let me be obedient and not make trouble? It''s impossible. Brother will help me! "


    He Xijiu is sure of this.


    Just when he Xijiu was seriously thinking, suddenly, the window opened and Wu Yang turned the window and entered.


    "He Er Shao." Wu Yang cried out for he Xijiu.


    When he Xijiu heard Wu Yang''s voice, he almost cried with joy, "my Wu Yang, you''ve come to save me. If you don''t save me, I''ll be sent to the execution ground tomorrow!"


    "Punishment, execution ground? He Er Shao, you are exaggerating too much! " Wu Yang quickly went to he Xijiu''s side, and then took out the wire three or two times to open the handcuffs and shackles.


    He Xi rubbed his wrist for a long time and quickly got up from the bed.


    "Of course! Tomorrow my wedding with Lu Mengjie is my execution ground! When I''m stupid? I will not go to the execution ground for a long time! I''m going to find my baby


    "He Er Shao, don''t say so much, you come with me, our people are waiting below." This is not a place to stay for a long time. We should leave early!


    "Wait a minute." He Xijiu quickly picked up a marker in the pen holder on the desk and wrote a line of words on the wall with his dog like words


    ——My dear mother, your son is going to find his own happiness. I hope you have a good time at the wedding tomorrow! Have fun!


    Later, he Xijiu threw the marker on one side of the ground at random, and then followed Wu Yang to leave the house quickly.


    Just as he Xijiu followed Wu Yang down the rope and his feet just landed, he heard a cough


    "Cough."


    He Xi''s face changed with fear for a long time.


    "Where are you going?" With the help of Zhu''s sister-in-law, Han Meiluo came to he Xijiu.


    He Xi fell down on his knees for a long time, tugging at the corner of Han Meiluo''s clothes and wiping his tears pitifully.


    "Grandma, my dear grandma, you see your grandson is so pitiful, you can let me go... Let me pursue my happiness, if I can''t marry mengke in my life, I won''t live... I won''t live... Wu Wu Wu..." he Xijiu cried like a model.


    Han Meiluo looked at he Xijiu and shook her head helplessly, "what do you look like? If a man has tears, don''t flick them lightly. If a man has gold under his knees, are you going to kneel down for me and shed tears in front of me now


    "Shame is better than losing a daughter-in-law!" He Xijiu looked like a little daughter-in-law.