Mu Tianqing was a little unaccustomed to wanting to pull out his hand, but Ling Ze held it tightly, as if as soon as he let go, the person was about to disappear.

Knock Knock ......

Outside, there was a knock on the door.

Mu Tianqing turned his head suddenly, and when he saw the neat man at the door, he pulled out his hand vigorously, and Ling Ze just let go.

"You talk first, I'll go out first."

Mu Tianqing put her hands behind her back, like a child who had done something wrong, and ran out with her head down.

Ling Yuan walked in, then pulled Shanzi and sat down, and then folded his two long legs, his figure like a model male model, still with a kind of angry tension.

"Uncle, why do you think of me like this?"

Ling Ze couldn't help but gasp, as if he was also hurting his wound.

"I didn't want to do it this time, the snow was too slippery, and I missed it for a while."

Speaking of this, he really felt that his IQ in this life had been thrown into the dog's belly.

It's really rare for a car to be able to crash yourself like this.

Ling Yuan continued to maintain such a posture, and Gu Jing Wubo's face couldn't see any thoughts, his pupils were slightly light, like ice and snow, and he was also cold and cold.

One board and one eye, lazy and talkative.

He's like a robot, self-disciplined, and has a quirky personality.

Don't talk about others, even Ling Ze is afraid of his second uncle, he has been afraid since he was a child, even now, he may really not be afraid of anyone, but Ling Yuan, he is afraid, he is really afraid.

"I'm not asking you that."

Ling Yuan raised his eyelids lightly, and a pair of sharp eyes were also placed on Ling Ze's body.

"Ling Ze, you'd better not play too much, be careful to play yourself to death."

"Second uncle, I don't dare."

Ling Ze hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, but he was tearing his wound alive, and a lot of cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, but Ling Yuan was like a faint king, looking at him in pain with cold eyes, watching him in pain, but he didn't even think about taking a hand.

Ling Yuan stood up, also condescending to warn Ling Ze, and the voice that burst out of his thin lips was really stiff.

"Ling Ze, remember your words now, if you really do something irreparable in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Ling Ze tightened the quilt on his body, and the cold sweat above his forehead also oozed a drop the size of a bean.

Escaped death, but it was ...... Hurt.

The curtains were gently blown by the wind, and then there was a hint of cold wind passing by, and the woman on the soft bed couldn't help frowning slightly, she seemed to be sleeping very badly, her hands tightened the quilt on her body, and her knuckles couldn't help but be nervous and white.

With a snort, she sat up, and there was not much blood on her face.

"What time is it?" She hurriedly lifted the quilt and wanted to go down, but her legs were weak, but she was thrown down hard, and with a bang, her head hit the ground.

But she didn't care about the painful head, but habitually pressed the bangs above her forehead down.

Sometimes she also feels that these bangs are a bit troublesome, but when necessary, this is the best and safest disguise for her.

She got up and looked for her phone everywhere, but after searching for a long time, she searched all the places, but she never found it.

Where did the phone go??

She muttered to herself, she remembered, yes, what did she remember, no, did she forget something?