"I'll make him live like death." Ink cold Qing Mou bottom across the cold frost.

Death is too cheap for him.

Think about the fate of little things if you come late

The bottom of Mo Leng Qing's heart seems to be pulled down.

It's stuffy in the chest.

He pulled off his collar with a cold face.

Ten minutes later.

Mo left came to the car, respectful, expressionless way: "young master, has been dealt with."

"Send people to the hospital," Mo lengqing voice cold can condense into ice: "let him live in pain all his life."

"Yes

Mo left made a phone call, soon after, the ambulance came, carrying a stretcher, half dead people to take away.

Lying on the window of the car, Luo Luo looks at the bloody Song Qing who has been in a coma and is carried on a stretcher to an ambulance like the corpse.

When Song Qing was a university student, he loved to use his hands and feet on female students. He suffered a big loss and deserved it.

He has no chance to commit a crime.

With that recording, Lin Yurou's kind, gentle and magnanimous human design, which she had been working hard for a long time, collapsed.

But it's just the beginning.

Lolo, don't open your eyes.

"What, scared?" Mo lengqing's low voice sounded in her ear.

Looking at the little thing staring at the window half will have no reaction, Mo lengqing thought she was scared silly.

In response, Luo Luo turned his head and bit his lip. There were a lot of tears in his black eyes. He didn't recover from the fright just now. "Wu Wu Wu, it's terrible. I don't want to come to this place in the future."

"Well, let's go home."

"Naogong, will you always protect me?" Luo Laiwo in the man's arms, like a kitten, rubbed in his arms.

Ink cold Qing Zheng for a moment, then sexy thin lips overflow a short syllable: "mm."

The limited edition Maybach is driving fast on the road. Soon, the car comes to Mohist school.

Mo left stopped the car and opened the door respectfully.

Mo lengqing hugs Luo Luo to get out of the car.

The housekeeper took the lead in welcoming him, "young master! Young granny... "

Seeing Luo Luo's embarrassed appearance, the housekeeper was stunned: "young granny, this is..."

"Hello, Hello!! Honey! Brother, you are back! "

Mo Jue is upstairs, watching Mo Leng Qing's car drive over, and running all the way.

Just came to Mo lengqing stand firm, Mo Jue looked at Luo Luo, eyes suddenly stare like a bell, mouth open can plug an egg: "nest day!! What happened? "

He turned around Luo Luo with heartache: "what happened?

An earthquake?

Tsunami?

Or was there an accident? "

What's the matter, sweetheart?

"There was an accident." Mo Leng Qing chin line tight, obviously don't want to say more, holding Luo Luo will go forward.

"Ah!" Mo Jue frowned and followed like an asshole: "is my sweetheart bullied?

Say it! Who dares to touch me! I will avenge her

The Luo Luo that shrinks in Mo Leng Qing bosom sucked nose, "I have been all right."

His voice was a little hoarse, and his crying face was pitiful.

The moment aroused ink Jue's desire to protect.

"Tut Tut," Mo Jue said bitterly, "my poor little sweetheart has been bullied like this," and he looked at Mo lengqing plaintively: "brother, if you can't take care of little sweetheart, I don't mind changing her husband."

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