Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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Leng Yunchen took Sang Zhirou away, and everything here gradually fell silent. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

The agents of the arms group boarded a helicopter to retreat.

While Rong Zhan was bandaging her hand, Sang Xia subconsciously went to see where Sang Zhirou was before, and suddenly felt a tumbling nausea in her stomach. The power of the electronic pulse (strong qiang) was terrifying and the blood exploded directly. (Meat rou) fuzzy.

The remaining trunk (stem gan) has no original shape.

Rong Zhan raised his head as soon as he heard Sang Xia's sudden unconsciousness. Seeing her appearance, he knew that she was peeking, and he frowned, "It won't work if you let go for a while, why are you so unconscious!?"

As he spoke, he had already hugged her and left there.

But Sang Xia covered her mouth and said palely, "...not reconciled."

Yes, she is not reconciled without a glance at Sang Zhirou's final end!

Even disgusting.

However, it is true...

"vomit……!"

Sang Xia rushed out of Rong Zhan's arms and knelt on the side of the road to vomit.

To die...!

This is the worst vomiting since she was pregnant for so many days.

I knew I shouldn't watch it, but I wasn't reconciled if I didn't.

Sang Xia was all embarrassed and messed up at this time, and she hadn't vomited in an image. It could be said that she had no image at all, but Rong Zhan squatted down beside her to pat down her back, and reached out to rub the water on her mouth after she vomited. Stains, without the slightest dislike, my eyes overflowed with distress and helplessness.

After Sang Xia had vomited, her strength was gone, Rong Zhan hugged her sideways, bowed her head and kissed her forehead, and went to coax her.

At this time, a red (color) super ran away, a drifting parked in front of them, and a short-haired woman lowered the car window and looked at them, "Not coming up yet?"

Rong Zhan hugged Sang Xia, and Sang Xia closed her eyes in a daze in Rong Zhan's arms. Rong Zhan stood there, watching the woman in the car suddenly said, "Mom, how about him?"

That him.

No one else, naturally his father.

When the short-haired woman heard the words, she took off her sunglasses and raised her chin at him, "What about that."

When Rong Zhan turned around holding Sang Xia, he saw his father.

He was coming here with an electronic cigarette in his mouth.

He looked indifferent and lazy, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at each other with Rong Zhan and then looked away.

Even if Rong Bei has entered middle age, the constant high-load exercise still makes him look old and perfect. Compared to Rong Zhan, it can be said that he has experienced too many winds and waves. Mature attractive man.

Rong Zhan also glanced at him, then turned around indifferently.

No one talks to anyone.

It seems that the cooperative partner between the father and son before is just a passing moment.

Rong Zhan's (thin bao) lips pressed tightly, without mentioning a word of thanks.

Even if he knew, his father would definitely send someone over, but he didn't expect that he would bring people over himself.

For his own sake, he didn't still appreciate it, but he personally brought people to save his daughter-in-law. His daughter-in-law is his lifeblood, and he is most precious and important.

After getting in the car.

Qin Shuangshuang drove, the car galloped.

Rong Bei sat in the co-pilot, opened his arms carelessly, laid one arm lazily on Qin Shuangshuang's car seat, and holding a freshly opened bottle of whiskey in the other. While the car was galloping, he raised his head to pour.

Extraordinarily arrogant and unruly.

Rong Zhan was sitting behind holding his wife, lowered his head and whispered something in her ear——