Priceless Baby’s Super Daddy

When Joe Ruo saw that Mu Yunli did not catch up, he sighed with relief.

Walking on the tree-lined road, the cold wind blew, and Joao Ruo wrapped his coat and shrank his neck.

Going forward along the non-motorized road, I plan to cross the front cross street and take a taxi.

Did not go far, vaguely felt that someone was following her behind, she looked back and saw only a black shadow.

The heart suddenly swelled, and there was an unpredictable hunch that filled the mind. Was it being tracked?

Thinking of this, Joe Ruo was a little scared in his heart, involuntarily speeded up his steps and wanted to open the person behind her.

However, she found that no matter how fast she walked, the person behind her still kept the same frequency to follow her.

Joe Ruoqi subconsciously hugged the bag, his eyes quickly smashed the nearby environment and found himself near the corner of the street.

She walked quickly and walked around the corner, but she did not move on, but she sneaked into a trash can by the wall.

After a while, someone really chased it, and Joe counted it. It seems that there are four or five people, all of whom are dressed in black and tall.

They circled the corner of the street and found that they were missing the figure of Joe Ruo, and began to look around.

One of the leaders, told several people to look for them separately. After those people dispersed, the leader called.

When Joe heard clearly and clearly, he said respectfully to the phone, "The seal is always, the lady is missing, I have arranged for the person to look for it! Guarantee to find her at the fastest speed."

I heard a few key words, "Fang Jie" and "Little Lady". Qiao Ruoqi is very surprised. Can these people be sealed by Yu Nan?

How can he do this kind of thing?

Tracking her is worried that she should not give him a green hat outside?

Thinking of this, Joao’s heart overflowed with a trace of sourness, and he did not have any trust in her.

Fortunately, I refused Mu Yunli. Otherwise, if she was shut down, she knew that she had seen Mu Yunli privately. It is estimated that the man must be angry again.

In order to be safe, Joe Ruo did not rush out, but waited for those people to leave, she stood up and went out.

Directly stopped an empty taxi on the side of the road and returned to the Sea Pavilion.

Quietly walked into the Sea Pavilion, Joe Ruoyuan heard the mad scream of the man from the living room of the villa.

"Do you all eat white rice?"

"Several big men, even a woman will lose, what do you want?"

“It’s just a group of rice bowls!”

"If you can't find someone, you all jump into the sea!"

Sure enough, he sent someone to follow her.

In his eyes, is the color of the hat more important than anything else?

No matter what she does, she must take care of his face. He really regards himself as God. Should everyone be centered on him?

Feng Yunan screamed, and the smashing of the phone, the anger in his heart is still difficult, but more worried.

So late, a pregnant woman, what if I encounter a bad person?

Who knows if Qin Yuming will hide in the dark and wait for an opportunity to retaliate against Joe?

Thinking of this, Feng Yunan can no longer calm down, immediately grabbed the jacket on the back of the sofa, and hurriedly went out, while the phone commanded the wing to prepare the car.

Only when she stepped out of the threshold, she was shocked by the woman standing in the shadow outside the door.

Sealing the Nanxun **** scorpion, I felt incredible, and the thin lips moved, but nothing was said, so I fixed her eyes.

Just after he received a call from her, she said that she was gone. At that moment, he knew how anxious his heart was and how worried about her safety.

He was holding a coat and was about to go out to find her. When she saw her returning safely, the stone blocked by his heart fell to the ground.

The tall man's body was blocked at the door, covering the light inside, and he was backlit with a cold shadow.

Does he know how terrible he is?

Satan, like Hell, likes to control people's life and death, moody.

She really wants to ask herself, why did she get such a Satanian man?

"I really didn't expect that the president of the Fengtian Group would do the same thing. Do you think that you are as ridiculous and shameful as those who follow?"

When Joao was standing in the cold wind, his face was light and clear, and his slight reclining gaze was full of indifference and alienation, even with a little bit of disdain.

She did not give him a good face. After finishing this sentence, she staggered her gaze and lifted her foot into the house.

Said that he is a follower?

Wretched? shameful?

He is sending someone to follow her, but he is to ensure her safety, ok?

When I passed by, Feng Yunan slammed her wrist and questioned, "Do you say that I am a wretched follower?"

"Isn't it? Those men are arranged by you, don't you admit it?"

She squinted at him, and the eyebrows were mocking him.

"Yes, it is what I arranged."

Feng Yunan took a deep breath and originally wanted to get angry, but looking at her red face with her little face and nose frozen, her little hand was also cold, and he couldn't bear to anger at her again.

Maybe you can think that he did something disgraceful, so it is a bit of a reason.

After all, he arranged for someone to protect her secretly and really didn't want to be known by her.

He admitted.

Then there is nothing to say.

What is the use of a person who has an extremely strong desire to control?

You let him not do that, will he listen?

Joe Ruo snorted, then opened his hand and walked into the room.

The anger that prevented Yu Nan from being easily controlled came out again. He slammed the door, chased her foot and stepped on it, and questioned her back. "Joe, let me stand, what attitude do you have?"

Joe Ruoqi kept walking, walked through the living room, and walked up the spiral staircase. The man followed suit and followed.

Joe Ruoqiang suddenly stopped and turned his body to face him. He was two steps higher than him, and his line of sight was at the same level as him.

Usually he is high, she needs to look up at him, but today, she does not need, she calmly looked at him, cold and cold,

"What attitude can I have? You are the president of the Empire who is admired on the top. What do you say is the imperial edict, everyone is around you, what do you care about my attitude?"

""

Feng Yunan was almost blocked by her old blood, not to look at the woman's usual soft and weak, a weak chicken, but once picked up like a hedgehog.

"Joe, I listen to your tone, are you deliberately angry with me?"

There is a gust of wind in the man’s black scorpion, and it’s so crowded. If the eyes can kill people, she’s already dead.

The more angry he is, the calmer she is.

Originally she was still embarrassed to expose his scars in the morning, ready to come back to apologize to him, but now it seems that there is no need.

What kind of illness he suffered and how he suffered has nothing to do with her. The person who cares about him is not her.