Heyday Love: A Heaven-sent Husband

Xia Mingzheng is successful, she is not here anymore.

It may be here, but it will be a change of mode.

Xia Jing sighed, and the struggle between Xia Mingzheng was lasting, and the struggle with Dai Sijun was lasting.

All she has to do is to live desperately!

Like Dylan, try to live hard.

"Fortunately, I have a happy childhood, but still have a good memory for my parents." Xia Ning tone with some emotion, with some yearning.

Yi Yunrui gently patted his wife's back. Yes, there is a happy childhood, the more happy, the more cruel the contrast is now.

"Husband, will you not leave me right?"

"You are my wife, I am the only wife of Yi Yunrui. When life is with you, death is accompanied. Forever living forever, never give up."

Xia Ning smiled shallowly and closed his eyes.

The head is still dizzy, but it is much better now.

In this short time, the husband analyzed the truth with her, listening to those words, it feels like coming in and out of the ghost gate several times.

Sometimes mental pain is far more serious than physical pain.

She wants to hold on, can't let herself collapse, since Xia Ming is willing, she has nothing to offer!

A little faster in the early morning, Aman returned to the house, still smelling the **** smell through the door!

And heavier!

This **** smell is different from last night, it is like fresh...

A man was very tight and gave a call to Axin.

The phone is ringing inside, but no one picks it up and it keeps ringing.

Not right, the situation is not right!

Aman took out the key, gently opened the door, and found that the door was locked inside!

what happened? !

There is nothing special about the refrigerator except the refrigerator. The stolen will not kill for this.

Or is it what A heart is doing inside?

After thinking for a while, Aman gave Axin a pass, and after a few clicks, it was connected.

"quite……"

Just a word, Aman instinct told her that Ah Xin had something wrong, and it was still very serious. "Open the door! I am outside."

"Can I ask you something?"

"What happened?"

"You go back now, don't come in tonight?"

"why?"

"Please don't ask, okay? Cough! Just tonight... cough, okay?"

There was a rush of gasping sound over the cell phone, and there was a screaming noise. The more I listened, the more I didn’t know the right way.

There were five possible situations in her mind, and ten treatments were made.

There are women across the door, there are men, there are a bunch of people, black, society, meeting, thugs, killing, hands...

In the latter cases, she can solve it completely, if there is a lonely man and a woman.. "Are you injured?"

"No, it’s broken. Nothing big."

"Since there is nothing big, why don't you let me in? Is there a woman inside?"

"No, of course no woman! My woman has only one of you, cough!"

Aman hangs up the line, takes out the wire, has opened the door for three seconds, quickly enters, then closes the door and locks the door.

Sure enough, the smell inside the house was thicker, and a slight whine sounded in one direction.

It seems that I am trying to endure something.

It is her room!

Aman walked lightly and violently to open the door.

The situation in front of her made her eyes wide open!

A heart half leaned on the edge of the bed, covered in blood, with a short knife in the chest!

This is what scratches, look at the speed and quantity of this blood flow, not timely treatment, or a moment, the man in front of him is not a person!

Aman immediately checked his injury and found that in addition to his knife wound at the chest, there were still several scratches on his body, and even ballistic scars!

"What did you do?" Aban took out the phone.. "I called the doctor over..."

"No! Don't call a doctor," A heart immediately stopped her. "I can't go to the hospital, I can't go to the hospital... There are gunshot wounds, I can't go to the hospital... vomit!"

His words are not over, and a blood spurt out, meaning more blurred.

Looking at the heart that has become a **** man, Aman took the opportunity to make a decision. "You hold on, I will help you stop bleeding."

Injury into this, before he went to the hospital, he lost blood first, helping him stop bleeding and fight for time.

The body is getting weaker and weaker. A heart looks at the woman in front of her, handles the wound for him, and her heart is sweet.

So happy, really happy.

Sometimes injury is not a bad thing, although it hurts and hurts.

"Don't worry, I can survive... there is nothing like this injury, cough!"

"Don't talk! Really don't want to die, right?" At this time, I can still laugh, what is the structure of this man?

"Okay, I don't talk." A heart took a deep breath, but after a while it couldn't help it. "The knife doesn't dial. Nothing. The knife is not deep, it's just a simple deal. Sorry, it's dirty." Room. Wait for me to be better, I will clean it up. It won't hinder you..."

"Is it still?" Aban's face sank, and she couldn't wait to get the cloth in his mouth.

The problem is that he is so hurt. If you stop it, it means you die faster.

That's right, the knife on the chest doesn't dial, the problem is that the knife is inside for a minute, and the danger is more than one!

The most feared is wound infection.

What exactly does this man do? I was injured half a month ago, I was injured after half a month, and I was hurt very seriously.

Black, society, will be mixed?

She doesn't look very much like it. If it is a triad, how can there be such a ‘hands and feet’?

He usually has no friends, and he has not seen any calls.

And he lives here, and if there is anything going on, she must know it for the first time.

Everything is too calm.

Then why is he injured? If you are injured, you must fight with someone...

Slow!

As if I thought of something, Ah Man’s hand movement stopped!

No friends, avoiding seclusion, gentle and quiet, no relatives - these situations all point to a certain result!

A heart is a kill, hand!

Or, A heart to take people's money, the kind of disaster relief for people!

"Are you hiding from the enemy?" Aman asked quietly.

"Chou...the enemy? No, I don't have an enemy. The enemy won't find it here, pretty, you don't want to drive me away."

At this time, I was worried that I would be driven away. A man felt a pain in his heart. "If you don't want me to drive you away, you honestly follow me. What are you doing?"

A heart looked at Aman, and he stopped talking.

really!

"Well, you don't have to, I know." Aman took out the alcohol disinfectant.. "Forbearance, disinfection."

A heart took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Aman holds his hand.. "The last serious injury was fine. If something happened this time, I will look down on you forever!"

After the words, Aman poured the medicinal liquor on the heart wound.

"Ok--!!"

Three times later.

Aman looked at the time, almost four in the morning, and then the lights in an operating room went out.

A heart was pushed out, a lot of pipes were inserted in the body, a lot of bottles were hanging, and I was unconscious.

Aman went over and the doctor took the initiative to open it. "After ten minutes, I can't save it. When he was injured and went to the hospital, at least two hours later, the lady reminded him of the accident. Life is the most important thing."

"Thank you doctor, I remember."

"The cost here is not low, and the money will be settled. There is no default here, thank you."

"I know the rules and troubles here." Aman followed the heart of the car and followed him into the independent ward.

Looking at the more pale face of A heart, somewhere in Aman’s heart slowly melted.

She knows what he does, so he can't be against anyone, nor can he be against her.

Strictly, she and he are still ‘the same person’.

Only what she does can see the light, he can't.

Is this young people living on this matter?

No wonder there is money to buy a house.

The problem is that he doesn't want to die, or do you think it's cool to do this? Who trained him?

How old is he trained?

A man’s doubts in the basket, everything is only waiting for him to wake up and ask again.

For a kill, hand, the meaning of 'home' is quite complicated, they are eager, but they know it.

A heart knows her ability, for her heart, she is his ‘companion’.

Because she will understand him.

A man sighed and his fingers rubbed his face, very cold.

A heart to do a line, you should know where to heal, why in the first half of the month he almost died in the streets?

Didn't think about treating yourself this time?

Looking at the time, it was almost five o'clock. Aman called Caroline. "Sorry, something may not come. If the scorpion wakes up, let me know, I will call her personally. I am in trouble."

The effect of anesthesia is probably a few moments. When the effect is over, he will wake up and ask for it.

When Xia Ning woke up, the time was six in the morning and Yi Yunrui was not there.

He left a note.. Wife, I went back to the army and arranged things. Come back around ten o'clock.

If she didn't wake up early, dare to love Yun Rui, she hasn't woken up yet.

Xia Ning got out of bed, opened the curtains, and the morning light appeared at the window, a bird of flowers.

Xia Ning stretched out a big lazy waist. Before I fell asleep last night, I was very dizzy and tired. Now I wake up and it is very spiritual.

At this time the door was knocked and Carolyn’s voice was heard. “Master, your call. The voice of the caller is processed and you are asked to answer.”

"come in."

Caroline walked in and handed the phone to Xia Ning.

"Good morning, who is this?"

The cell phone was silent, no one answered, Xia Ning frowned slightly.. "Hey? Which one are you?"

After a while, there was still no sound at the end of the phone. Xia Ning was ready to hang up the line. At this time, there was a cold voice coming from the mobile phone. "Morning, my daughter, Xia Ning, Duke of Xia."

Dai Sijun!

The sound of ‘嗡’ in Xia Ning’s mind, the whole person is on the spot!

Caroline standing on the side looked at the wrong situation and quickly started the positioning instrument that had already been prepared.

On the other end of the phone, she was the mother of her own. Xia Ning took a deep breath and slowed down her mood. "Ms. Dai, is there anything?"