Passionate Devotion

Chapter 595 Mr. 610 Boy? Mr. Girl? 1

If it can be carried for a lifetime, everything is worth it.

Thinking about it, his hands couldn't help tightening his neck, leaning on his shoulders a little, closing his eyes, hoping to keep walking, don't stop.

the other side.

Several cars rushed to the first floor of the city. As soon as all the handsome men and women walked in, they unexpectedly attracted the attention of the audience. Today, Yan Shuo accompanied his cousin Yan Qing to eat supper, saw Long Yan, loudly call.

A group of men and women walked towards them and teased whether he likes to wear cartoon underwear. The teasing was inexplicable.

When the supper was about to eat, Long Yan went to the front desk to check out and reminded him to provide an invoice. Suddenly someone next to him said, "No invoice, I will pay together."

Which one is taking advantage of? Long Yan tilted his head and said, "Brother Yanqing, I'm so sorry, I would like to invite you for this meal."

Yan Qing took out the card and handed it to the cashier: "Swipe it together."

Long Yan was decisive and unkind: "Thank you, Brother Qing, let's ask Brother Jin to invite you." After finishing speaking, he added: "Memei, I have to give me the invoice. You can still ask Brother Jin for reimbursement and make a fortune."

As he was talking, there was a noticeable shaking on the table, and his body staggered. Long Yan thought he was drunk and could not stand still. He staggered after the panic and plunged to the ground.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand and supported the counter, trying to stabilize his body, but the counter was falling towards him.

At the moment of his death, he should jump away immediately to prevent being hit by the half-high counter.

Looking down, seeing Long Yan fell on the ground and couldn't climb, the surroundings were still shaking, and there was no time to think. Long Yan suddenly widened his eyes and the counter slammed at him. He closed his eyes reflexively. There was a muffled sound in my ear, but my body felt unexpectedly painful.

When he opened his eyes, Yan Qing was pressing on him, which could not be counted as pressure. Yan Qing's hands on his sides, push-ups, and back support on the heavy counter, helped him block the fatal pressure. Only strong arms pressed against the ground, and the veins were exposed.

"Brother Qing?"

"Climb out."

Long Yan reacted and quickly moved out of his body from under him, moving quickly.

The ground was still shaking. He staggered up and squatted on the ground. He supported the counter with both hands and wanted to lift the counter. Unexpectedly, the counter seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. A kid like him who loves fitness could not lift it up. How much weight did Brother bear.

He cursed and scanned the surroundings: "All come and help!"

In the distance, Yan Qing's bodyguard was rushing towards this side, and several men around also came to help. The eight people joined forces to support the counter and rescue Yan Qing.

"Brother Qing, are you okay?" Long Yan panicked.

"It's okay, let's go." Yan Qing finished this sentence concisely, grabbed his arm, and strode out.

After two steps, the body suddenly stopped.

"Brother Qing?"

Yan Qing frowned, and his face returned to normal in a blink of an eye: "It's okay, go out first."

Some people say that there was an earthquake, surrounded by men and women rushing out. A few bodyguards wanted to protect Yan Qing in the middle. Unfortunately, the scene was too chaotic and they were helpless. A group of people finally rushed out of the first floor of the house, the entire five-story building. It sank so that there were only four floors left, and no one dared to remember the thrill of the process.

Everyone is flying, the farther you can escape, the better.

After escaping a long distance and looking back, countless cracks appeared on the walls of the entire building, showing a seventy degree tilt, and the screams of women in the ears were endless.

(End of this chapter)