Chapter Eighty-Three: It's Not a Car But an Airplane

"Mom, help......"

The sound of the little curly hair screaming came, and there was a crying sound, as if he was anxious and afraid.

Jiang Jiuxi glanced at the number, confirmed that it was Hou Jinguo's phone, and stood up: "Don't worry, cub, slowly tell your mother what's wrong?"

Little Curly was panting for breath, and his voice was a little muffled: "Uncle...... Dead ......"

Jiang Jiuxi suddenly thought of a lot of bloody pictures, someone was seeking revenge Hou Jinguo was stabbed to death in order to protect the cub?

Or Hou Jinguo was helping the cub make juice and was suddenly electrocuted??

The messy picture made Jiang Jiuxi panic: "Don't be afraid, cub, mother will come back soon......"

The little curly hair was snorting, still walking back and forth and didn't know what he was busy with, Jiang Jiuxi didn't dare to hang up the phone, didn't bother to say hello to Mu Chengduo, and hurriedly walked out.

Mu Shaoheng also slipped down from the chair in a panic when he saw it, and chased Jiang Jiuxi with his little short legs, Mu Chengduo was stunned for three or two steps to catch up with Mu Shaoheng, reached out and picked up the child and hugged it, and strode towards Jiang Jiuxi.

It's just that I didn't expect Jiang Jiuxi's speed to be so fast, and he didn't catch up until the elevator.

"What's wrong, I'll send you. ”

Jiang Jiuxi took Mu Chengduo's car when she came over, her car was still in the garage of Qianyu Company, and she originally planned to take a taxi back, but now when she saw Mu Chengduo taking the initiative to ask, she couldn't care about being polite: "Okay, the children at home don't know what's going on." ”

And at this time, the sound of small curly hairs could no longer be heard on the other side of the phone, only the sound of snoring and panting, and the thumping sound of little feet stepping on the floor, and occasionally the sound of rushing water.

Jiang Jiuxi became more and more anxious, not knowing what was happening on the other side, and he didn't see the little curly hair respond after feeding a few times.

Hurriedly got into Mu Chengduo's car, Jiang Jiuxi thought for a while: "I'll drive!"

She was afraid that Mu Chengduo would not be familiar with the route and delay time, so she directly turned on the speaker of her mobile phone and threw it on the center console, and then rushed into the driver's seat.

Mu Chengduo looked at this suddenly domineering and domineering woman in astonishment, and silently hugged Mu Shaoheng and sat in the back row.

The top-of-the-line version of Tesla instantly started at 100 kilometers in only 2.5 seconds, Jiang Jiuxi started extremely skillfully, and the steering wheel flew out of the parking garage as soon as it swiped.

Mu Chengduo's heart shrank, watching the car flexibly jump from the narrow curve onto the main road, and glide flexibly on the road.

Holding Mu Shaoheng tightly in his arms, he squinted at Jiang Jiuxi in the front row, Jiang Jiuxi looked ahead with burning eyes at this time, his dexterous chin tightened at the corner of his lips, and shouted from time to time: "Cub ......"

The car is like a snake out of the hole, without running a traffic light, and it takes the shortest time to get home.

didn't bother to greet Mu Chengduo and Mu Shaoheng, Jiang Jiuxi parked the car and hurriedly pushed the door and ran to the elevator.

Mu Chengduo got out of the car with a miserable face and hugged Mu Shaoheng, who was full of excitement, and held on to the roof of the car before chasing Jiang Jiuxi.

Hell, he's a guy who plays with cars, and he gets motion sickness!

Mu Shaoheng saw that his little uncle couldn't count on it, so he struggled to slide out of Mu Chengduo's arms, and quickly chased Jiang Jiuxi with his little short legs.

ran into the elevator at the last second when the elevator closed, and looked at Jiang Jiuxi a little nervously.

Jiang Jiuxi didn't care about talking to the little guy more, reached out and stroked his head, staring at the elevator buttons lit up layer by layer.

Pressing his fingerprint to push the door open, there was water in the living room, Hou Jinguo sat on the ground leaning on the sofa with a pale face, and the little curly hair was wet and holding a small basin of water......