One thousand one hundred and eighty-three chapters

Soon, eleven arrived.

On the night before eleven, Cheng Haoxuan took Cheng Yao on the plane back to the city, and Cheng's mother learned that Cheng Yao was coming back, and she also knew that it was because of the previous incident, so she had no objection.

After a few hours of sailing, they arrived in the city, Xiao Liu's driver came to pick them up, it was close to 10 o'clock in the evening, Cheng Haoxuan originally said to live in the city for one night, but Cheng Yao had a problem with recognizing the bed, and she couldn't sleep well outside, and she wanted to go back to Haicheng, she was already in the city, and she couldn't say it if she didn't go back, so Cheng Haoxuan asked Xiao Liu's driver to drive back to Haicheng.

Sitting in the car, Cheng Yao yawned several times, Cheng Haoxuan hugged her in his arms, patted her on the back gently, and said, "Sleep, when it's time, I'll call you." His voice was so soft.

Cheng Yao rubbed in his arms, found a comfortable position, hummed, and closed his eyes.

Cheng Haoxuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and after she fell asleep, he took out his mobile phone and looked at how the things that had been checked before were going.

At this moment, a dim basement was opened, and Cheng Jiuye, who was a little embarrassed but still did not lose his kingly demeanor, raised his head and looked coldly at the direction where the door was opened.

The sunlight outside shone in, a little harsh, and a man walked in with a backlight.

Subsequently, the lights in the basement were turned on, Cheng Jiuye adapted to the lights for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Cheng Haowei sitting in front of him.

Cheng Jiuye was not as excited as he was to see his relatives who could save him, he glanced at him indifferently, and then looked away.

Cheng Haowei sat on the chair, looked at Cheng Jiuye, and said in a gentle tone, "Uncle Jiu, how are you doing lately?" ”

Cheng Jiuye didn't speak.

"Uncle Nine seems to be so tired that he can't even speak, but it's okay, Uncle Nine should also rest and rest." As he spoke, Cheng Haowei snapped his fingers and walked in from the outside with a slender figure.

Gradually, as we got closer, we could see her lotus-like face.

When Cheng Haowei saw her, he pursed his lips, turned his head to Cheng Jiuye and said, "Uncle Jiu, who do you see who she is?" ”

Cheng Jiuye didn't plan to pay attention to Cheng Haowei, so Cheng Haowei let the girl step forward.

The girl walked over slowly, squatted down in front of Cheng Jiuye, and called softly: "Shaoqing." ”

Just at a glance, Cheng Jiuye was stunned, looking at this girl, stunned, ecstasy, confusion, and pain flashed in his eyes......

Cheng Haowei noticed the expression on his face and sneered, Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, do you like this great gift from your nephew?

Just as he was thinking about something proudly, he heard an exclamation, and saw Cheng Jiuye's palm tightly clasped the girl's neck.

The neck that was as fragile as a tree branch, as if it would be cut off by Cheng Jiuye at any time, the girl kept struggling, calling out in pain: "Shaoqing, it's me!" I'm a Zheng! ”

"Zheng?!" Cheng Jiuye threw her to the ground fiercely, "You are also worthy!" However, after doing this action, Cheng Jiuye sat there, wheezing, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably, which was a symptom of detachment.

It is estimated that only Cheng Jiuye knows how he burst out with such a force, his body is very weak now, let alone escaping, even if he wants to trample an ant to death, it will be difficult.