He Is Warmer Than Time

The car started slowly, Yu Jin put down the shower in her hand, pushed open the small iron gate of the yard, walked two steps of stairs, and stood in front of the car.

Zou Long got off the car quickly and respectfully said: "Sister Jin, you..."

Yu Jin raised her hand: "Go to the house and fetch my silk scarf. I am idle and idle. Let's take a trip with you."

Song Ranqiang took a sigh of relief and never fainted. She couldn't faint, let alone die. She had to persist until the moment Gu Jingxing came. She didn't dare to faint if he didn't come.

Suddenly, she heard a noisy sound outside, and she was suddenly full of hope. Did Gu Jingxing find it?

She knew, she knew her Jingxing would definitely find her.

Suddenly, the strip of cloth on her eyes was torn off, and there was no restraint on her head, and the light seemed a little dazzling.

In a daze, she opened her eyes, and a group of people wearing cloth hoods stood around. The leading man said to the woman behind him: "Sister, look, we should not tie the wrong person. According to your instructions, it has been I beat her to her dying breath, avoided the critical point, didn't hit her internal organs, and couldn't die. She was closed for another two days, and then she was thrown directly at the door..."

Song Ran opened his eyes in a daze, and seemed to see a woman with a silk scarf wrapped around her head and embroidered with big red roses. It was very gorgeous and beautiful...

The moment Song Ran opened his eyes, Yu Jin's heart suddenly sank, and Zou Long's face became pale.

Those eyes, those eyes are too similar to sister Jin's, they are too alike.

Song Ran's throat was so itchy, she couldn't help coughing, and the man beside her gave another jerky push: "Let you be quiet, look for a beating..."

Yu Jin screamed: "Stop!"

It was too late.

With a bang, Song Ran fell to the ground again, and the wound on her forehead smashed with blood, and the pain caused her tears to flow out.

Yu Jin rushed over and hugged her.

She stared at the woman, her eyes dilated, and whimpered: "Why... why tied me?"

Then, his eyes went dark and he fainted.

Jingxing, I can't hold it anymore, I really can't hold it anymore.

Yu Jin hurriedly rushed over and untied her. The kidnappers headed by him suddenly became a little confused and asked Zou Long, "Brother Long, am I **** wrong?"

Zou Long frowned: "It's not a question of tying the wrong thing or not. It's hard to say everything, so I'll talk to you later."

As Yu Jin untied, she saw the birthmark on Song Ran's right arm, and her fingers trembled so much that she couldn't stop.

It won't...it won't be so coincidental, impossible, impossible.

She hugged Song Ran and ran out in a hurry. Zou Long followed closely, and Yu Jin said with red eyes, "Go and drive."

"Yes, Sister Jin."

Yu Jin put Song Ran in the back seat of the car, drew her hand, and saw that her hand was stained with blood, and she must have suffered a lot of injuries.

Yu Jin's heart was trembling. She hurriedly got into the car, and Song Ran fell into her arms as soon as the car drove.

She quickly took off the veil on her head and wiped the blood on her face tremblingly. It was not clean, how could it not be cleaned, the head had a hole in it, and blood kept coming out.

Yu Jin's tears fell on Song Ran's face.

Zou Long had been with Yu Jin for twelve years, and it was the first time that he saw this fierce femme woman weep.

Yu Jin held her in her arms, and the roots of her teeth kept trembling: "Drive faster, drive faster!"

Zou Long glanced at the person in the rearview mirror: "Sister Jin, it's already the fastest."

Yu Jin took her face in pain, is fate really such a joke?