But holding his soft little body, he suppressed all his worries and exhaled deeply, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

He picked her up and strode out, this eerie ghost place, he didn't want to stay for a minute.

Several men dressed in black were busy, sweeping back and forth to clean up the aftermath.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the kidnappers fell to the ground, not killed by a single shot, but by the hands and feet, and the sound of painful moans echoed through the room.

Qingting suddenly remembered something, "Wait a minute, Yuncan." ”

Hey, why don't you have her voice?

Leng Qirui frowned slightly and looked up, "She fainted in fright." ”

It's useless, it's not comparable to his baby.

Only then did Qingting find that Yun Can's head hanging in the air was drooping, motionless, really just fainted?

Seeing that she was still not at ease, he comforted her softly, "Someone is responsible for the aftermath, and it will be done properly." ”

Qingting watched the bodyguard put the person down, relieved after confirming that it was okay, and sighed heavily, finally being able to give Aunt Fan an explanation.

There was a deafening crash outside, and a man rushed in like a gust of wind, shocked to see the bloody scene in the room, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Leng Zhongyu was sweating profusely, his chest was rising and falling, Zuihou's eyes fell on the face of the girl in Qi Rui's arms, with a strong worry, "Am I late?" Qingting, are you okay? ”

Her face is so pale and fragile, it makes people feel distressed to watch.

Qingting smiled slightly, without any haze, "I'm quite haode, xiexie cares." ”

The attitude is polite, but very cold, keeping a distance not far away.

Leng Zhongyu was relieved, stretched out his hand to wipe the hot sweat from his forehead, and at the same time a faint melancholy floated, and his heart was full of mixed tastes.

He used his previous relationships and took a lot of effort to dig up clues, but he was still a step late.

It's like this every time, one step late, but it's close to the end of the world.

A thin figure ran over and threw himself into Leng Zhongyu's arms, crying bitterly, "Brother Shao, you're finally here, I'm so scared, woo." ”

She couldn't help but cry, venting all her fears, fears, and pains, and hugged him tightly, like a drowning person holding a piece of driftwood.

It's scary, it's like a nightmare, and it's still so scary to wake up from a dream.

Leng Zhongyu's hand hung in the air, looking embarrassed, but he didn't push her away, "It's over, you're safe, okay, don't cry." ”

Qingting pursed his lips and exchanged a look with Qi Rui.

Qi Rui raised his eyebrows, glanced thoughtfully, and turned to walk out.

Leng Zhongyu's brows tightened, and his slightly sad eyes fell to the ground, inadvertently sweeping the bandits who were rolling on the ground.

He burst into flames, pushed Fan Yuncan away, and flew a kick towards one of the bandits, "Say, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" ”

It was the boss, who had been shot once in each limb, and fell to the ground unable to get up, bleeding profusely.

He was a little stiff and didn't wail, "Young Mrs. Leng, come here, I have something to tell you." ”

Qingting was stunned, and quickly turned his head to look over, "Huh? I? ”

What does he have to say to her? It's weird!

She patted her husband's arm, "Qi Rui, let me down." ”

Qi Rui was so frightened, how dare he let go, he didn't let go, "No, it's too dangerous." ”

Qingting was speechless, "They have all been beaten down, what danger can there be?" ”