360 degrees being pursued manual [entertainment circle]

In just two seconds, Qi Mo's face turned red, the kind of pinched.

Xiao Yan swallowed her cough, and raised her eyelashes to observe the "prey" in her hand.

The silver-gray hair, which is not even seen among the Hu people, the blue, carefully polished gemstone earrings that are only popular among the Hu people, and the exposed arms and legs, are not the clothes of Da Chen Zimin at first glance.

Nonsense?

Am I not already dead?Or in fact, the dead body was stolen by this spy and came back to life?

Taifu thought uncertainly.

But what's the use of such meticulous work without the power to restrain a chicken?Do you look good?

But now is not the time to think about it.

Xiao Yan glanced at Chen Sheng who was in a daze, coughed twice, and the sharp and sharp aura just now disappeared in an instant.

He seemed to have reached the end of his strength, and the hand holding the "barbarian"'s neck loosened a little.

Then he waited for a second... two seconds...

Master Tai Tu adjusted his posture.

How could there be such a low-quality meticulous work in the world, who would not even grasp the opportunity!

Or has he already seen through my intention to lure him over and knock him unconscious?

Chen Sheng's brain has been numb by this wild horse-like development.He didn't realize at all that he should save his boss, didn't he see that the boss didn't attack the person who pinched him, but instead threatened him with his eyes, telling him not to act rashly?

But Xiao Yan is not going to sit still and wait for death.His other hand moved slowly, and his fingers moved to the back of his neck amidst Qi Mo's trembling.The moment he was about to pinch it down, a sense of dizziness struck, and Mrs. Xiao, who was forced to wake up, finally passed out.

The ambulance just arrived.

Qi Mo was frightened half to death by the person who suddenly fainted, and his expression, which had not changed after being strangled by the neck, was indescribably panicked.

He stared at the doctor's movements, and followed the stretcher, occupying a corner in the ambulance.

Chen Sheng bitterly drove Mr. Qi's luxury sports car and followed behind. This configuration attracted countless eyeballs along the way.

As soon as the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Xiao Yan was sent to the operating room.

Unconsciously, he felt that the surrounding was very bright, and there were people, more than one.

"Patient woke up from anesthesia!"

"back up plan."

Only some ghostly figures in green clothes were left in his eyeballs, and Xiao Yan fell into a coma again.

The time between waking up for the third time was also not long.

Xiao Yan opened his eyes, seeing darkness and no light.

Obviously, he was blind.

Taking off the mask covering his face, the material of which could not be discerned, Xiao Yan groped for the surrounding environment.He was really careful and didn't make a sound.

Finally found a Tibetan knife from the bedside box.

Pressing the fingertips on the blade, a line of blood appeared instantly.

Xiao Yan was even more suspicious, what was he plotting by placing such a sharp blade here?

Since these people dared to dig him out of the secret tomb, don't they know who he is?

Even if you are blind, you should never be so careless.

Or is this part of the intention?

He put the knife back and made no further attempts to find any weapons.

Then, as if accidentally, he knocked over the vase on the table.

The sound of the vase shattering alarmed Chen Sheng who was guarding outside.

Chen Sheng had everything on his mind that night.For a while, how did Mr. Qi know that someone was hit there?After a while, what is the relationship between the people inside and Mr. Qi?There is also a drama of sadomasochistic love with a length of one million words.

Lost a month's worth of hair in one night.

When the sound came from inside, his first reaction was not to rush in, but to look for self-defense.

There was no way, that crisp neck choke really left a deep impression on him.Who knew that the young man who was suspected of being emotionally hurt would be cold or not.

He walked in cautiously, three steps away, and asked cautiously: "How do you feel now?"

Xiao Yan listened to the voice and argued, estimated the distance, and clicked his tongue lightly in his heart.

It seems that the person who came was from the two yesterday.

Finally learned to be prepared.

But this precaution can't show much malice, maybe it's a barbarian?

For example—political enemies?

He turned his face to that direction and said softly, "Who are you?"

In Chen Sheng's eyes, the young man who raised his head and looked over was handsome and handsome, but what was even more impressive was his temperament.

Like the distant sky, but also like the deep sea.Like the eternal and quiet moonlight, but also like the fleeting epiphyllum.

Chen Sheng was stunned.

This was the first time he had seen clearly what this person looked like.

When he was thinking wildly outside the ward, he also guessed what kind of person it would be to make Prince Qi act like a person who is deeply affectionate and unrepentant for fear of losing his face.

But after actually seeing it, I realized that it was far beyond imagination.

Before he came back to his senses, this person beyond his imagination had a gentle and calm smile on his brows, and said: "My eyes are blind, please forgive me for being rude."

Almost subconsciously, Chen Sheng felt a pain in his heart. It was a subconscious reaction that people would have when they saw a perfect thing being destroyed.

"Bang!" The one who reacted more than him was Qi Mo's insulated box that fell to the ground.

After a period of turmoil, and after the doctor repeatedly assured that it was only the congestion in the brain that hadn't dissipated and would heal after a while, Mr. Qi finally let him go.

Chen Sheng winked and retreated out with the nurse who had finished cleaning.

Qi Mo stood still without moving, his heart was beating so fast that he really wanted to do something to slow it down.

For example, hug someone who is in your heart.

Xiao Yan was the first to break the silence: "Mr. Qi."

This is what other people call those who stay here.

"Can you tell me why I'm here?"

The ward was not very big, and the faint scent came to Xiao Yan's nose, which was a smell from the person he had pinched when he woke up for the first time.It's probably a kind of spice, a little laurel should be added, too much for Xiao Yan to tell.

Qi Mo wiped his sweat on his pants and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

The fragments Xiao Yan held in his palm were stained with an inconspicuous temperature.

He rubbed the edges of the shards with his scratched fingertips to drive away the unreality of being resurrected from the dead.He has already discovered that this place and these people may be somewhat different from what he first thought.

Even though he knew Xiao Yan couldn't see, Qi Mo still tried his best to hold back the trembling, recalled the most admirable and admirable elegant gesture in the past, and said softly: "You were in a car accident, I happened to pass by there , and sent you to the hospital."

Xiao Yan said softly, "Thank you."

He hesitated a little, and said hesitantly: "I was not conscious yesterday, so I don't know how the person affected by me is now?"

"He's fine, I mean, not hurt, don't you worry."

It is "don't" rather than "don't", Xiao Yan is keenly aware of this difference.

"Excuse me, but you and I are strangers, why did Mr. Qi save me?"

"It might get you into trouble."

He has a calm expression and a gentle tone. Anyone who comes will think that this is a unparalleled celebrity with excellent demeanor and character.Qi Mo's sixth sense made him hear a little cold scrutiny.

This feeling is fleeting, like an illusion, but Qi Mo subconsciously said: "Because I got you in trouble."

He froze when the words came out. A few minutes ago, he was still thinking about how to treat his sweetheart well, but when he turned around, he couldn't control himself from lying. What should I do?

No, he thinks he can still struggle, as long as Ah Yan doesn't find out!

So he began to break: "My family is not very peaceful, because of some things about the family property..."

Feeling that he really couldn't lie to his sweetheart, he quickly concluded vaguely: "The original target was mine, but you were just affected, I'm sorry."

Xiao Yan keenly sensed something was wrong.He rubbed his thumb and forefinger under the quilt, and then suddenly noticed something that had been neglected.

He has been fighting for more than ten years, and the palms of his palms have long been thickly callused by horse reins and weapons. How could they be so soft and fragile now?

The fingers were also shorter than his own by an unnoticeable length.How is this going?

Rejuvenation or rejuvenation?

Because his face was calm and his heart was confused, Qi Mo's words made sense with his somewhat guilty tone, but he succeeded in making Xiao Taifu, who had been in power for nearly 20 years, believe him six or seven points at this time.

Qi Mo lied at the first official meeting, Qi Mo was very guilty and worried about disturbing Xiao Yan's rest, so he came out soon.

But he didn't leave, and stayed outside the door for a long time.

Until now Qi Mo still feels unreal, he never thought that there is such a thing as rebirth in the world, and he can have such good luck to meet it.

With his palms covering his wet eyes, the events of his previous life flashed before his eyes one by one. Qi Mo, who had spent more than 20 years in life, sincerely thanked God for giving him the opportunity to have a completely different start with Xiao Yan, and to be able to meet Xiao Yan again. I saw a person who closed his eyes forever at the age of 32 in his prime.

Based on this alone, he felt that the heavens treated him well.

Xiao Yan in the ward lowered her eyelashes and threw the broken porcelain pieces under the bed.Forget it, he is neither a saint nor a great sage, but he was able to live from the dead, which is considered lucky.Then I couldn't resist the body's self-repair, and slowly fell asleep.

Probably knowing that he was not dug out of the grave, he finally stopped struggling to wake up.

He had two dreams. The first one was that he was leading an army and looking up at the sky in the wilderness, but this scene gradually faded away like an ink painting.

The second dream is a lot of memories, belonging to the real master of the body, Xiao Lan's memory.