Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

Like Ye Qiao's deep ink, it was the deep ink split from Mo Qian's personality, not the real deep ink in front of him.

The clothes were bitten by evil wolves, which can be described as ragged clothes; the hair is messy, messy, and there are stains and blood on the face, which can be described as unkempt. It's not as glamorous as Mo Qian described, but the calmness and majesty exuding even if the clothes are ragged and unkempt, just like Mo Qian described, it is also the type that Mo Shen likes.

Mo Qian, really understand his brother!

Although he was evil, he also lived out his deep kindness!

"Mr. Ye, let me say to you on behalf of Mo Qian: Sorry!" Mo Shen said sincerely.

Ye Qiao immediately shook his head, "Mr. Mo, I can understand everything that Mo Qian has done. However, his personality is distorted, not that I want to harm him!"

"Mr. Ye, I know it! All the consequences are on his own!" Mo Shen said solemnly.

Ye Qiao raised her lips and showed a sincere smile, "You're good to rest! Goodbye!" She said politely, after speaking, she took Lu Beixiao's hand and held it tightly.

"Mr. Mo, may I ask, what medicine did Mo Qian use for my wife?!" Lu Beixiao, who had been waiting for them to finish talking, stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"You two don't have to worry! Mr. Ye can recover after a few days' rest, and will not cause negative effects on the body!"

"Brother Xiao, let's go! I know this medicine!" Mo Shen and Mo Qian are also from the mountains of Province Y. They should belong to the same family as Ama Huarui. They are good at using poisonous mushrooms as hallucinogens. Yes, it will also control the poisoned! But people with such abilities are almost extinct.

After she was dizzy, she couldn't move her body, which was actually an illusion.

Lu Beixiao hugged her horizontally and left the house. In the courtyard, all the other flowers that saw the flowers but not the leaves were frozen like amber.

The other bank flower, the other bank opens, only flowers but no leaves. Flowers and leaves are born for hundreds of millions of years. Although the roots are the same, they are hard to meet.

Flower language, the devil's tenderness.

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Ye Qiao was wrapped in Lu Beixiao's windbreaker, both of them were embarrassed, the smell of a wolf! He carefully checked the wound on her body, for fear of being stained with Mo Qian's blood, although they were not sure whether Mo Qian was infected or not.

The car was still bumping on the rugged mountain road, and real military vehicles and police cars were visible along the way.

"Lu Beixiao, why didn't you hide when I was holding a gun at you? You are not an ordinary person. With your skill, you can counter me before I shoot!" Leaning in his arms, Seeing his chin covered with blue scum, she asked seriously.

Lu Beixiao looked down at her, "Because I'm sure, you won't shoot me!"

"So sure? I was really fascinated at the time! At that time, there was nothing in my eyes, blank, I could only hear commands in my ears... I really almost shot!" thought When I got up I was scared, but the point was that he didn't hide!

"Because I called you! Don't you dare to be awakened by me, try?! Dare to shoot at me and try?!" He said domineeringly, confidently.

Just so confident, he can wake her up! Just being confident, Mrs. Lu would not shoot him!

"If I really shoot, how would you try?" Ye Qiao felt funny and speechless.

"Um..." He suddenly kissed her hard!

Damn, there is a driver in the car, and there are people in the co-pilot!

He just kissed her ruthlessly...