Xiao Ran struggled, his legs being hugged.

"Sixth master, seventh princess!" Xiao Ran squatted down, Xiao Yiyan opened his hand, hugged him, and screamed sweetly with his little mouth, saying, "Great, great." ”

"Thank you. Xiao Ran's elegant face was flushed crimson, obviously not used to being praised.

Xiao Yichu fell to the ground, got up, and shouted outside, "Look, look." ”

The moon was dark and the wind was high, Xiao Yichu leaned against the wall, probed out, stared at the darkness, screamed with a small mouth, quiet grass, one paw stretched out, the little fox lazily turned over and crawled out.

"Whoa" The little fox stretched out, rushed over, and squatted in front of Xiao Yichu.

Xiao Yichu turned around, walked in with a small body, and the little fox walked to the hall with a wind/coquettish pace, looking at Xiao Ran's figure, and instantly gathered a wind// commotion posture.

"Whoa," the little fox screamed, rushing towards Xiao Ran.

Hearing its scream, Xiao Ran turned his head and was rushed over by the little fox, the force was too great, knocking Xiao Ran down, it lay on Xiao Ran's body, holding his handsome face with two paws.

"You, you!" Xiao Ran was pounced, and the little fox stared at him and slowly lowered his head.

Xiao Ran was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and when he saw it suddenly turn around, lying on his chest, only his paws held up his head, and his paws picked Xiao Ran's chin, which was very sultry.

"......" Xiao Ran couldn't help but shudder when he saw this.

The little fox grinned and looked at him with a sneer, Xiao Ran lifted it and threw it aside, the little fox jumped over, hugged his waist, was cute and coquettish, and kept shaking his head and flattering him.

Another claw, restless his pants attacked, was discovered by Xiao Ran, it quickly retracted, scratching its head.

Night, deep.

A luxury car, parked outside the hospital.

The president pushed open the door and walked forward, wearing sunglasses, and stood there.

Someone walked by on the road, stretched out his hand to lower his hat, stood beside him and said, "Master, Gu Yan's blood has been compared, and it doesn't match your blood." ”

"Not him?" the president's dark eyes sank slightly, and he raised his chin arrogantly.

"Drop. The man's mobile phone vibrate, he took the mobile phone, his face changed, he handed the mobile phone forward, and said, "Master, the situation is a bit unexpected, take a look." ”

The president took his phone and checked the text message.

"Impossible, how could it be. The president stepped back and slammed himself against the wall.

There were cacti planted on the wall, and when he hit him, the president snorted in pain before he straightened up.

"Master..... Seeing this, the bodyguard stepped forward to help him and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?"

The president stood up straight, stared at his mobile phone with cold black eyes, snatched it and smashed it on the ground, suppressed his emotions and said, "Kill all the people who know about it." ”

"This ....." The bodyguard listened, obviously surprised.

"Why? "Why?" the president asked coldly, his hands clenched into fists.

"Yes, I'll go right away. The bodyguard listened, raised his feet and walked out.

In the dark night, the president lowered his head, stood there expressionless, closed his eyes and recuperated, and the scene came to mind, Yao Shengba's gun was aimed at Liu Yilian's head, and "bang" blood splashed in the air.

"No way, no way! No way, how could it be?" the president reached out and slammed his head against the wall until his forehead was broken and blood slid down the wall.

"Come on, go to the Yao family cemetery. The president said coldly, and the bodyguards listened and opened the car door for him.

The bodyguard sat in the driver's seat, turned his head to look at him, and asked respectfully, "Mr. President, didn't you say that you were going to see Miss Gu's injury?"

"No need, go to the cemetery! You contact a few people to dig up Liu Yilian's grave. The president turned his head to look out the window at the night, held his phone, and sent a message to his doctor.

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