Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

He obviously felt sleepy. Moreover, seeing Xiao Nan's expression, Xiao Yijue became particularly aware.

"Dip." A message came. Yao Rong looked at the message and looked at Gu Miaoting in surprise. Finally, he handed the phone to Xiao Nan and said, "Grandpa Xiao, this is Chuchu's message."

Xiao Nan looked at the message and handed it back to her.

"Smart kid." Xiao Nan said five words in a deep voice without saying anything. She turned around and walked towards the villa, leaving behind a sentence as she walked: "Leave it to you."

"Leave it to me?" Yao Rong listened and pointed to the tip of his nose.

This was obviously a form of trust. Although Xiao Nan didn't say anything, he gave the initiative to Yao Rong.

At this moment, late at night.

Feng Tian was sitting quietly in the passenger seat, talking to Gu Chengdong. When she received a call from Yao Rong, Qingcheng's face sank slightly, and she grabbed the car door and pushed it open.

"I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Feng Tianjing whispered, and she turned around and jumped out of the car.

Gu Chengdong looked at her figure, he was thoughtful, he stopped on the side of the road with a "squeak", and a figure walked towards him and whispered: "Master, the lady has indeed gone to Lian's house."

"Yes." Gu Chengdong responded, narrowing his deep black eyes and looking at the dark night.

He suddenly turned around, stepped on the accelerator, and headed towards the effect area, throwing away the people he was following and leaving S City.

Feng Tianjing was so anxious that she grabbed a car on the side of the road and drove somewhere. She vaguely smelled the smell of burning, so she abandoned the car and ran away.

"Ask for water, ask for water." Feng Tianjing shouted in a low voice.

The surrounding woods were scorched, and the ground was covered with ashes. The night wind blew up the dust, which was a bit choking.

She ran around wildly and stepped on an iron plate. She followed the direction of the iron plate and saw a bombed-out car, which had fallen apart and only the iron shell was left.

"You bastard, didn't you say it was very powerful? It's long-lasting and wear-resistant. It's all a lie." Feng Tianjing rushed forward and saw the inside of the blown-up car frame.

Wenshui was dressed in white clothes, which were torn and messy by the explosion, and his handsome face was injured in many places.

His whole body was burned, and he lay there quietly, looking a little desolate under the dim moonlight.

"You should get up and prove to me how powerful and durable you are. What are you doing lying down?" She whispered, reaching out to pat the water away.

He was found to be stiff, stiff and cold.

"Ask for water, ask for water." Feng Tianjing's body was trembling and her hands were shaking.

She was so frightened that she couldn't accept this fact.

"Yao Rong told me that when you borrowed her car, she didn't know there was a bomb in the car. She said you were so smart, nothing would happen to you. How could something happen to you?"

"You have been following Xiao Mohan for so many years, why don't you understand this? How could anything happen to you?"

Feng Tianjing's face was wet with tears, her clothes were stained with tears, and she kept sobbing.

She reached out and picked up Wenshui. His body was terribly cold. She hugged him tightly, rubbing her face against his handsome face, and lowered her head to kiss his forehead.

"I beg you, please wake up, okay? I will never hit you again, never scold you again, never tease you again. Ask water... wake up."

"I want you to live. As long as you live, I will do anything. I beg you, don't die, don't die...don't leave me." Feng Tianjing's voice was extremely sad.

She hugged Wenshui and broke down in tears. She picked up Wenshui, but he was too heavy and they fell into the car.

"Ask for water...Ask for water." Feng Tianjing lowered her head and kissed his forehead, the tip of his nose, and his mouth. Although they were covered with dust and scorched skin, she was reluctant to let go.

She caressed his face, his arms.

Unexpectedly, Wenshui's "corpse" moved, and his "burnt" body moved.