Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 72, The Angel Who Doesn't Smile
[System]: 3 minutes, I miscalculated before, I didn't expect that my uncle didn't have red lights and speed limit signs in his eyes.

What rules can he have in his eyes?Lin Anluo's eyes curved into a happy arc, and her mood became relaxed. She looked at the bottom of the hillside with a flashlight for a while. Sima Lan asked curiously, "What are you looking for, sister?"

"I just used my mobile phone to hit people. I don't know where to throw it. Maybe it can still be used if I find it." Lin Anluo bent over and searched carefully.

As far as her mobile phone, which is comparable to titanium alloy, it is estimated that the car will not break under it.

Sima Han lifted her shoulders and pushed her forward, "It should have been changed long ago, don't look for it."

Before they reached the road, the roaring sound of a sports car engine sounded in the silent village and town. Lin Anluo saw the light of the high beam from a long distance, which was so high-pitched that it seemed to illuminate the entire night sky.She told Sima Lan to be quiet when he came, who knew he would appear in the most arrogant way.

Sima Han excitedly stretched his neck and looked around, "It's my uncle!"

There were more than one sports car, roaring like a galloping herd of beasts, driving closer and closer, and finally seven or eight cars of various colors stopped on the road like a long, domineering dragon. Brightly lit.

Lin Anluo and Sima Han climbed up the road from the ridge of the field, and saw the person who got out of the car standing under the light from a distance, with long legs and narrow waist, tall and tall, with smooth muscles hidden under the black shirt, without the ones he brought. It is as exaggerated as a person propping up a hill with the cloth, but every inch is just right like a sculpture, which is extremely beautiful.

With a stern face and murderous eyes, he said in a deep voice, "Where is the person you kidnapped?"

The number of people going up and down in the convoy was twice as many as in the building. The bald man backed away in fear, and the children didn't dare to cry under Sima Lang's godlike aura, and hugged the adults' necks tightly.

"Dead!" the bald man spit loudly with his neck stuck, "I can't beat you, I admit it, but I want to make you regret and suffer forever. I've already had his head smashed, and you're dead I can’t even take it back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man on the other side of the road shouted cheerfully, "Uncle!"

The glacier between Sima Han's eyebrows had just set off a storm, and it disappeared in an instant. He turned his head and looked, and saw two people, one tall and one short, standing under the light on the other side of the road. His nephew waved to him with a full smile. Every gem in the world must be brilliant.

His eyes softened, and a smile couldn't help but overflow from his lips. His eyes were fixed on the petite figure. She was looking at him, holding her arms with her hands and tilting her head, smiling proudly, as sweetly as candy melting under the spring sunshine. .

He left the rest of the matter to his subordinates, walked quickly in front of the two of them, first rubbed Sima Han's head, "Life is pretty big."

Sima Han hurriedly claimed the credit for Lin Anluo, "It's all thanks to my sister, if she hadn't followed me, I might be gone now."

"Of course I know."

Lin Anluo folded her arms and was making a person next to her, but she was actually very proud of herself: Hahahahaha, I'm just that good!

Lin Anluo was stunned when her body suddenly flew into the air. Sima Ling actually squatted down and hugged her thighs, picked her up like a child, pinched her face, and said in a soft voice that made her ears tingle, "My little girl! , did a good job tonight."

He carried her directly to the car like this, Sima Han was still watching, Lin Anluo buried her head in his shoulder embarrassingly, and whispered in his ear, "You let me down and walk by myself, others are watching, I It's not a broken leg."

"No, I'm cold." Sima Lan said shamelessly without changing his expression, "I didn't bring a coat, I need warmth."

His body is like a stove, and he can feel the heat without touching him. Who is cold?She must be cold.

Lin Anluo suddenly realized in the middle of her rant that her uncle could only hold her like this because he didn't bring a coat and was afraid that she would be cold?
She no longer shouted to go down, feeling sweet in her heart, the kind that could shed sugar and oil at the touch of a touch. Lin Anluo leaned over and lay on his shoulder obediently like a kitten, accepting the warmth from his body.

Sima Han yelled beside them, "Uncle, you are being a hooligan, let me tell you, if you get married in the future, if the bride is not my sister Xia Ying, I will ruin your wedding no matter what I say."

"Then prepare your money." Sima Ling replied very naturally.

He stuffed Lin Anluo into the co-pilot and fastened the seat belt. She looked up at him. Sima Lang couldn't hold back in her bright eyes, and poked her dimple when she pursed her lips and smiled, "Hey, don't use it." Look at me like that."

"What kind?" Lin Anluo couldn't see it herself, so she didn't know what was wrong with her eyes.

"Look at the look in my husband's eyes, otherwise I will call the leaders of the Civil Affairs Bureau and ask them to work overtime tonight."

The kid in the back seat just got into the car, clutching his goosebump-covered arm, and said expressionlessly, "Uncle, I was very hungry, but now I'm not hungry and I feel a little sick."

"Then don't eat for a while. It's a waste of food." Sima Lan showed him what it meant to be ruthless and the different treatment between a daughter-in-law and a nephew.

"No! I can eat, I want hot pot pizza BBQ steak"

The child swallowed and memorized the menu in the back. Lin Anluo remembered that she hadn't told Ms. Chen Yuqin that she was safe, so she asked Sima Lang to borrow her cell phone. Sima Lang's cell phone was right in front of his steering wheel. He unlocked it with his fingerprint, handed it to her, and started the car.

Fortunately, Lin Anluo specially memorized Chen Yuqin's phone number in case the antique mobile phone went on strike one day, so she can make calls smoothly at this moment.

Chen Yuqin answered quickly, with a little anxiety in her voice, "Hello? Who is it?"

"Grandma, it's me."

After she said this, she immediately pulled the phone away. She obviously didn't turn on the speaker, but Ms. Chen Yuqin's extremely penetrating curses frightened the children. Sima Han looked at the phone in Lin Anluo's hand in shock, as if turning on a new phone The gate of the world.

After Chen Yuqin finished cursing like setting off firecrackers during the New Year, she said sternly, "Don't come back if you die outside!"

Lin Anluo already had experience in dealing with her, so she followed her words and said, "Then I really won't come back."

"If you don't come back, you're going to sleep on the street! Let the wolf dog take you away! Get out of here!"

Lin Anluo agreed bluntly, "Okay, I don't have a key. I'll be home around ten o'clock after dinner. You can open the door for me then."

She hung up the phone and found that the car was eerily quiet. It seemed that they were all frightened by Ms. Chen Yuqin in their normal state.

"Actually, my grandma is usually very gentle."

Her reply was a look of distress and pity. Lin Anluo felt that there was no need to explain, so she had to shut up.

Back in the city, it was past nine o'clock, and Sima Ling took two hungry and dizzy children into the hot pot restaurant. Sima Han ordered dishes by page, "This page, this page, and the following Yes, serve them all, three fried rice first, thank you."

Lin Anluo doesn't care about ordering food, she's not picky about food, she puts her head down and eats hard.

After eating and drinking, she patted her swollen belly and stroked it lovingly. She didn't know where the drama addiction came from again. She looked at her belly kindly, and her bright red lips were colored by the hot pot. Speak the words of expectation, "Son, you have to grow up well."

(End of this chapter)