Christian cemetery.

The cemetery is divided into two parts, the former Morrison Chapel, which was built at the same time as the cemetery, and is the first Christian mission in Macau.

The doors and windows of the church are chic arched and lit with small round lamps, and there are only ten benches in the church, and the roof beams, rafters and two long ceiling fans are maintained at the top.

Because the scenery of the whole cemetery is quiet and unrefined, the building is very distinctive, and it is now open to the outside world, and it has also become one of the scenic spots for tourists to visit.

At this time, near the cemetery, there were people who were ambushed by Simon Longting.

It was the first time for Jing Jiaren to come to Macau, enjoying the scenery outside the window, and her mind was always running with the idea of escaping.

The car stopped in front of the cemetery, Jing Jiaren was surprised, and probably understood the reason why Leng Lintian chose to come to Macao today.

It must be the death day of his loved ones.

Sure enough, the bodyguard who got out of the bodyguard car behind him was holding a large bouquet of white roses.

Leng Lintian's hand in his pocket stretched out indifferently, and he personally took the flower and held it in his hand.

White roses? Jing Jiaren frowned, is it to pay tribute to his dead lover? Weishenme wants to pull her to this kind of place.

"Why don't you get out of the car." Leng Lintian curled his lips, "Do you want me to carry you down?" ”

"I guess I'm just waiting in the car, so I'm not going, right?"

"Give me a reason not to go."

"I'm afraid it's not right to take your lover to meet your old love. I didn't want to be followed by a resentful ghost, so I waited in the car. ”

Leng Lintian raised his lips daxiao: "Who told you that you were going to see my old love?" I brought you to the cemetery just so that she could meet you. ”

"Weishenme has to take me there?"

"Because—" Leng Lintian's dark eyes darkened, "you are very similar." ”

Jing Jiaren shuddered, don't compare her to a dead person. However, what he said should be like those aspects of personality, right?

Leng Lintian knocked on the roof of the car: "Get out of the car." ”

"I really can't say no?"

"If you are verbose, I will carry you out of the car." Leng Lintian stretched out a hand, pulled her out of the car, and dragged her in his arms, "There just happened to be a hand holding you." ”

Jing Jiaren was caught off guard and bumped into his arms, and just as he wanted to struggle, he naturally grabbed her shoulders and led her into the cemetery.

More than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards behind him also followed closely behind the young master, attracting the attention of tourists.

Near the cemetery, countless binoculars are watching their every move.

Jing Jia and Leng Lin entered the cemetery, and a car parked in the corner opened the door.

Simon Longting walked down.

Today, he is dressed in a low-key gray, wearing sunglasses, and his chin is hard and cold.

He had just watched Jing Jiaren fall into Leng Lintian's arms, and the two "snuggled" into the cemetery intimately.

Originally, he stayed here to catch Leng Lintian and then find out the whereabouts of the beautiful woman.

Unexpectedly, Leng Lintian directly brought Jing Jiaren to Macau......

If it weren't for their close relationship to a certain extent, how could they bring Jing Jiaren to see Leng Lintian's deceased mother!

Simon Longting followed up with some followers into the cemetery.

Jing Jiaren struggled hard halfway, trying to break free from Leng Lintian's arms several times.

However, his arms are like pliers, and he has the same liliang as Ximen Longting......

"If you're not honest anymore, I'll kiss you."

Leng Lintian suddenly leaned over and sighed in her ear.

Jing Jiaren was stunned!

Not far behind him, Ximen Longting's whole body exuded an indifferent and terrifying aura.