Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

If Mo Jiu left at this time, then she would become a fugitive. If she came back, she would be imprisoned for not only ten years, but she would be imprisoned for the rest of her life!

Long Qingtian... this is a gamble!

Bet she will find Lu Lan within two years?

Mo Jiu bit his lip, "Brother, I don't know how to calculate gains and losses, but I only know that if we stay in China, we will be together without barriers in two years, but I left and couldn't find Lu Lan. There is no way to go back to the country, brother, I don't want to be separated from you again!"

Think about those five years apart...

Think about the absurd things done by the previous generation...

Mo Jiu felt how ridiculous and pitiful the five years he left were!

She punished herself and Long Qingtian because of other people's mistakes!

She cherishes every minute and every second she spends with Long Qingtian!

Five years...

How many five years are there in a person's life!

It is precisely because of these five years of separation that Mo Jiu realized how happy and happy it is to be with the one he loves!

Mo Jiu cried, crying so hard that he couldn't make a sound.

Long Qingtian silently looked at her little face, took a deep breath, then took out a tissue to wipe the cat's face, and then patted her on the back, "We won't be apart for too long."

He looked ahead solemnly, "Believe me, go abroad with Rice first."

"I don't, I..."

Long Qingtian grinned suddenly, turned his head to look at Mo Jiu, the smile was so dazzling that Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment.

Then the next moment, Mo Jiu felt a pain in his neck, and then he fainted with darkness in front of his eyes.

Long Qingtian was dazed for a long time, his eyes were fixed on the front, and he came to a wide position. Hearing the sound of the helicopter maneuvering over there, he was relieved.

Slowly parked the car in front of the private helicopter, he gently hugged Mo Jiu who had fainted, opened the car door and walked out.

Under the helicopter, stood Rice in white.

In the dark night, Les had a smile on his lips.

Long Qingtian strode over and handed Mo Jiu to Rice.

Les looked at his daughter who had fainted, and glared at Long Qingtian angrily, "You can do it too!"

Long Qingtian knew that Les blamed him, but if she didn't faint, it would be a waste of time to convince her, and what he... now lacks is time.

Long Qingtian seemed unaware of the tone of Rice's words to him, and his gaze was deeply fixed on Mo Jiu's face, and then he looked up at Rice, "Take care of her."

"She's my daughter!" Les raised his eyebrows, apparently feeling uncomfortable with Long Qingtian's warning.

Lao Tzu's daughter, do you need to say that?

Long Qingtian was still silent, and only looked at Mo Jiu for a while before raising his head solemnly, "She is my wife."

Rice sneered, "Going to Country F, I don't know if she is your wife or not!"

In country F, it couldn't be easier to apply for an ID card for Mo Jiu.

Long Qingtian frowned, "She can only be my woman!"

Les snorted coldly.

Long Qingtian took a step back and bowed to Rice, "Father-in-law, thank you."

He is already married and has no ties to Rice, but Long Qingtian always refers to Rice as father-in-law.

Firstly, there is always only one father in Long Qingtian's mind, and secondly, Les prefers this title.

Noticing the serious expression on the man's face this time, it was rare for Les not to mock him.