The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

"Cough cough..." Daoba, who was forced to lie on the ground, coughed out a mouthful of blood.

He begged, "Grandma Hu, the nest is wrong. Xiaote has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, begging Ning to hold your feet high and spare Xiao!"

Because a few teeth were knocked out, Daoba was speechless at this time.

Shen Yijia thought about it a few times before she understood what he was talking about.

He snorted coldly: "Hey, we can't lift your hand, but you can lift my foot to see. If you can lift it, I'll let you go."

The knife tyrant complained endlessly, is this the newspaper of the present world? Still begging for mercy in his mouth: "I'm wrong, what would my aunt want to do. Ning Suo, as long as the little one can do it..."

Shen Yijia didn't speak, her eyes were shining brightly at Song Jingchen. A face written asking for praise.

Song Jingchen's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

With a dry cough, he supported his lower body with both hands and moved forward for a few minutes before looking down at Dao Dao: "You have seen the situation of our group, those guards are not really protecting us, the rest are also It's old, weak, sick and disabled. There's no money in the car except for a few sets of clothes. I don't know who told you that we would pass here, but I can guess that you were taken advantage of."

After speaking, he couldn't help but coughed a few times, and the morbidity was obvious.

The bandits present, including Daoba, all thought to themselves in their hearts, just like you, you are still called the old, the weak, the sick, and what about us? Is it rubbish?

But they dared not say it.

However, Song Jingchen's words reminded Daoba that Heizi had taken people away for so long, and he still hasn't come back.

This vote was told by Heizi again.

Thinking of the brothers who are still in the stockade, he secretly screamed bad, he was being calculated.

He was anxious, and it showed on his face. Endured the pain in his body and struggled to break free from Shen Yijia's demonic feet.

Shen Yijia thought he was dishonest again, raised his fist and wanted to punch him again.

Song Jingchen's eyelids jumped, really worried that someone would be killed by her. He hurriedly called out, "Yi Jia, come here!"

Shen Yijia: "..."

This was the first time Song Jingchen called her by her name. Shen Yijia closed her fist and walked over in a daze...

When Shen Yijia came back to her senses, she found herself standing beside Song Jingchen.

Shen Yijia: "..."

The corner of Song Jingchen's mouth was slightly hooked, and he couldn't help raising his hand and rubbing Shen Yijia's head.

The first time I saw Song Jingchen laughing, although it was fleeting, Shen Yijia still caught it.

The words 'My Xianggong is so good-looking' were directly swiped in my mind.

For a moment, I forgot what I just did stupid.

He couldn't help but cracked his mouth and laughed, his brows twitching with laughter.

Li shi looked at her forehead, although she also hoped that the two of them could get along well, but could they separate the occasions.

He silently covered the eyes of the two children who were watching with relish.

"Hey...hey, haven't the nests beaten them tenderly?" Daoba, who was helped up, asked cautiously.

He also wanted to steal it, but thinking of the speed of the devil just now, he didn't dare.

Daoba's voice called Song Jingchen's attention back, and he was shocked by what he had just done.

Unnaturally looking away. Nodding: "This is natural, we didn't want to have a conflict with you, and my wife was just for self-protection."

It means that we were forced to act helplessly. We let you go today, and you can't hate us.

"Wo understand...Wo understand!" Daoba nodded hurriedly, does he dare to hate the female devil? I'm afraid it's not too long.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of the rest of his life emerged spontaneously.