Chapter 762: My heart is burning

Seeing that so many people were about to come in, Ah Dong ran in again in a panic.

And Li Biyun, who was still waiting in place, seemed to have thought of it the moment he saw him come back, so he stood in place and waited for Adong with a big grin.

Seeing that Adong was really back, he raised his eyes at this time: "I'm back." The tone was calm, and he didn't see the change in Adong at this time.

So right now, I can't help it, and my eyes look at Li Biyun with a hint of expectation, but in Li Biyun's opinion, the meaning is very obvious, isn't it just Ah Dong who thinks clearly?

Pointing to the room in front of him, Li Biyun smiled and looked at Ah Dong beside him: "You go, kill that girl." After speaking, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he looked at the door in front of him, as if he had determined something.

When Ah Dong saw it, his eyes became anxious for a while, and he directly pulled Li Biyun aside: "Miss, someone is over there." ”

After speaking, Li Biyun suddenly turned his gaze, looked at Na Dong and opened his mouth: "My father? ”

Ah Dong nodded, and Li Biyun was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

Hearing the sound of rustling outside, Ah Dong became even more nervous, wanting to know what he was doing, and he didn't want his father to know.

So at this moment, when I looked at Ah Dong at the door again, I ran out in a hurry in an instant, and I felt damn in my heart, how could I run into it.

After thinking about it, before I reached the door, I ran into a bunch of people in front of me, all of whom had already come in.

When I saw Li Biyun, I looked respectful for a while: "Miss." In an instant, he stopped and continued to move forward.

And when Li Biyun saw these people in front of him, he also knew in his heart, just to take himself back, where would he need so many people?

For Yan Zicheng, he wants to take it back in person, no matter what the means, it's just that he doesn't like other people's fake hands, so no matter what, this time, he is stopped.

Seeing the people coming, Li Biyun looked around, and after finding that there was no more Adong, he couldn't help but confide in his mouth: "Shame." ”

The few people in front didn't understand, but looked at Li Biyun with a respectful face: "Did Miss say something just now?" ”

Li Biyun shook his head, and then refocused his gaze on the few people in front of him: "What? Pick me up? ”

nodded, and before a few subordinates could say anything, they were pulled by Li Biyun and were about to go out.

Without any defense, a few people were pulled right by Li Biyun, and just when those people wanted to distance themselves, they suddenly remembered what the old man said when they left.

"Look at what the girl means, don't pay attention to anything else."

There was no intention of continuing to break in, and Li Biyun just turned around and continued to look at this place, feeling a little unhappy: "Wait, I will come again tomorrow, you can only be mine." ”

After speaking, he slowly left with those subordinates.

Inside the house, Yan Zicheng, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly sneezed, and he woke up all of a sudden, and pulled the quilts of the two people on his body by the way.

"Good night." As if thinking of something, Yan Zicheng took advantage of the moonlight to look at Li Xi's face, and couldn't help but speak, so he touched Li Xi's little face with satisfaction and fell into a deep sleep.

The moonlight sprinkled all over the earth, and no one noticed that a wave of people came and went in the courtyard.

When the old man on the other end first entered the room, the joy on his face just now seemed to freeze all of a sudden, and the two hands holding the doorknob were the same, flashing a trace of stiffness.

Even the old man himself didn't know how long he had to screw it before he finally opened the door.

As soon as he entered, the room was dark, and a trace of disappointment flashed in the old man's eyes, his son should not have woken up yet.

Thinking about it like this, the old man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, no matter what, let's wait and see.

I lit the candle in the room, looked at the dark mass on the bed in front of me, and walked slowly with my stiff legs.

Sitting on the edge of the bed all of a sudden, the old man's eyes didn't look at the bed, because he really couldn't bear it.

Outside the door, he stood tall and thin in the doorway, watching the movement inside through the crack in the doorway, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he left here without looking any further.

His legs were as if they were filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't move his legs, so he was tall and thin, and slowly moved towards the door, he was leaving, after all, the main master was about to wake up, and he didn't have the slightest reason to stay here.

Outside the courtyard, the woods were luxuriant, and it was impossible to ignore the strong wind, whining, and the branches were like dancing, stretching their branches and leaves.

A figure slowly walked farther and farther, taking away the loneliness and desolation of the body.

The old man who sat on the edge of the bed still didn't notice anything until this moment, sitting on the edge of the bed, he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.

"Son, did you say that Dad did something wrong?" With a hint of remorse in his eyes, the old man finally raised his head and looked at the son in front of him.

The moment they met their eyes, the old man sat up directly excitedly, looking at Yan Daxia who opened his eyes in front of him, the whole person was like a child, and his whole body revealed a trace of helplessness.

"You...... Wake up! It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up! After finishing speaking, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling from the corners of his eyes to the ground.

Yan Daxia, who had just woken up, saw such a scene, opened his mouth, and said inaudible: "Ahhhh......h

Seeing the old man was very distressed, he hurriedly poured a cup of tea, and personally brought it to the corner of Yan Daxia's mouth, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes: "Come, son, hurry up and drink a little, just drink a little." ”

After speaking, he handed the things in his hand a few points towards the mouth of Na Yan Daxia's hand.

Yan Daxia felt a wave of coldness, opened his lips eagerly, and drank a glass of water with difficulty.