The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

Thinking of that night, he smiled slightly, "I think it's good."

Ming Wei leaned gently on his shoulder and continued to listen.

It turns out that your car was indeed there that night.

"Doing what you say is the most basic bottom line, but it seems that many people can't do it. At least, you are the first one I have seen." His chin also leaned forward, and her soft hair stroked ,Itchy.

"In this way, it is enough to convince me that we will talk about a love that will never be separated." His tone suddenly became gentle, with infinite tenderness, as if he was coaxing a naughty child to sleep.

"." She opened her eyes wide and looked over, "Are you planning to trap me now?"

"Yes." He patted Mingwei's head, "You must grow up quickly."

"Then you should wait a little longer, my test for you is not over yet." She clearly smiled, rooted into his heart like a sunflower.

"So, even if I go to Lingzhou City this time, Sucheng City is also there, so I have nothing to fear."

Mingwei's heart softened for a while, he understood, he understood all his thoughts and worries, and even gave him all his trust and support, she looked over emotionally, "I will handle it well."

"Okay, darling, put away the troubles and worries on your face." He kissed the top of her hair, and looked at her thin braids, "Is it difficult to weave this?"

"This one? It's not difficult."

"Ah."

"Where's the photo?" Ming Wei didn't understand what he meant by suddenly asking about braids, but she stopped being entangled and asked about the photo instead.

"it's here."

"Wow, our school grass is really handsome."

"If I learn it, I will make it up for our daughter in the future." His words were very light and shallow, barely reaching her ears.

The pinkish little ears turned red in an instant.

Ming Wei took a few steps forward, hid the smile on his face, held back the smile, couldn't help the smile, and simply threw himself into his arms, rubbing and rubbing coquettishly.

"What's the matter, are you crying?" Wu Yan raised her small face to look, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

His little girl rubbed the flowers all over her face, here and there, like a little cat, a little cat with its teeth and claws.

"No." She called hoarsely.

"Okay, okay, you're using my shirt to wash your face, aren't you?"

She hurriedly turned her face away, only to find that the pure white shirt was stained with a lot of paint, colorful and not very good-looking, she looked at him apologetically, "What should I do?"

"Kiss my shirt and he will forgive you."

Among the colorful paints, a lip print is particularly conspicuous, like an independent flower.

In the clear weather, the amusement park is the place with the most laughter, with flying balloons, cute dolls, and never-ending bubble machines.

The frankness of the two people was packed in bubbles, and they went up to the sky with the wind, and they could no longer see clearly.

At this time, Ming Chengfeng found the man in the suit with bristling hair, and sat in the office blankly, with an extremely dignified expression.

The identity of the man in the suit cannot be found in the entire imperial capital.

Others might not be able to find out, but Ming Chengfeng thought of a terrible possibility.

He reached out to another mobile phone in his bag. It was a very old mobile phone that only supported calls and text messages. The new paint on the silver-white fuselage had all peeled off, leaving only the black shell son.

He withdrew his hand abruptly, "No, probably not. They can't find her."

Yes, he came to the Ming Group today, and he should be here for the group, definitely not for Ming Wei who has only been here once.

After convincing himself, he calmed down, his hands still trembling slightly.

How could he not be afraid.

That place is the darkest purgatory in the world, and the hands in front of him, the hands that are now signing and typing on the computer, once held a murderous gun.

Xingshou Kingdom is a peaceful and free country.

17 years old.

The waves in the evening were extremely powerful, hitting the reef again and again. Under the azure blue, there were thousands of swimming fish hidden deep. The light blue road guardrail was already crumbling after several collisions.

He heard a loud crash close to his ear before passing out.

In a coma, he heard in a trance, "We are already the largest hospital in Xingshou country, and we can't find blood that matches him. If there is no blood transfusion, he will die."

But he is the most common blood type B, why can't he find a matching blood?

No matter how difficult it was for him to regain consciousness, let alone speak, he fell into a deep coma again.

It has been three days since I woke up again.

The ward in front of me was not bright, and the area was small, with only room for one bed. A woman in a nurse's uniform was busy in front of her.

"Nurse, how am I?" His voice was hoarse.

"Excessive blood loss, blood transfusion already, no major problem." Covered by the mask, the nurse only had a pair of dull eyes exposed, and her words were stiff.

"I'm an ordinary type B blood, right?"

The nurse looked at him like a monster, changed the bottle, pushed the trolley out of the ward door.

The windows of the ward were very narrow, as narrow as the ventilation windows in a prison. He was terrified by this thought, tried his strength, and then got up and walked to the window to look out.

It was clearly noon, and the sun was shining brightly, so he felt chilly.

As soon as he turned around, there were already a few more people in the ward, his eyes were like cold knives, and his wound suddenly hurt like a split, "Who are you?"

"People from Luoke Country."

It was after a month of escaping and being caught and beaten again that he gave up his thoughts and began to gradually understand Luoke Country.

Luo Ke Country, located in the easternmost country.

It covers an area of ​​only [-] square kilometers and is surrounded by the sea.

On the surface, men and women in Luoke Country are equal, but in fact women have a higher status.

Every woman in Luoke Country will have a mark on her body, from the most complicated hydrangea to the simplest sunflower, and her status is also from high to low.

And the man has no imprint on his body, unless there is a clear family inheritance, otherwise, he can only be reduced to the lowest level of killer.

He was forced to become a member of the Luoke Kingdom, and only then did he gradually understand the prison as deep as hell.

Like a drowning man, he panted heavily, and then coughed heavily, his mind cleared up. Looking at the spacious and bright office in front of him, and then at the dozens of employees outside, he felt that he had really escaped from that place.

Absolutely not, let Mingwei have any connection with Luoke Country.

He clenched his fists, and the firmness in his eyes deepened.

"Zhiyang, monitor all personnel entering and leaving the imperial capital, and report to me immediately if someone from Luoke Kingdom appears."

"Okay." The young man hidden in the black obeyed the order unconditionally.