Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Looking straight at his flowing short hair, which was covered bit by bit in the vast and heavy snow, Mu Wanqing suddenly murmured: "I wish time would stop at this moment, so, little girl Devil, we are really going to the end together..."

At this time, between the heaven and the earth, it seems to be frozen and still, and everything is silent.

Everything is rapidly disappearing from her eyes and ears. Except for the dandelion-like snowflakes flying all over the sky, except for the sound of snow falling, and the sound of admiring Fan's sonorous and powerful heartbeat, she can neither see nor hear anything. .

At that moment, Mu Wanqing felt that in the vast white world, only she and Yang Mufan hugged each other tightly in the ice and snow.

The heavy snow, the more it fell, the thicker the snow, flying and falling on the top of the head and face, there were bursts of freezing pain, and the skin seemed to be frostbitten, but Mu Wanqing didn't feel cold.

Because her heart is warm, and very warm.

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City D.

A luxurious diamond hotel with a presidential suite on the top floor.

After Ke Qingtian heard the report from his confidant, he was a little annoyed. At the same time, he blamed himself and said to Ji Lianjing, "Ye Jue, it's because of my carelessness that I fell into the trick of admiring Fan."

At the moment when he found the "suspected" admired fan's corpse, he just sent someone to check the clothing and accessories on the corpse, and did not count at all: the number of casualties in the night devourer.

Just now, my confidants counted: 67 people were killed by Ye Che, 77 people were injured, and one person was missing.

There are 67 corpses in the sacrificial hall of the sub-helm, and the missing person has not yet been found.

Obviously, Yang Mufan is still alive, and the "Yang Mufan" who was bombed beyond recognition is the person who eats the night.

Compared with Ke Qingtian's resentment, Ji Lianjing seemed much more relaxed and comfortable.

He just sat quietly on the sofa, while silently watching the major media scrambling to broadcast stories about Yang Mufan, while drinking the red wine one after another.

Ke Qingtian waited for a long while, but still did not hear Ji Lianjing's reply, he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled and curious.

Following Ji Lianjing's gaze, he clearly saw that Ji Lianjing's gaze fell on Mu Wanqing who was standing outside the airport with Yang Mufan, hugging tightly.

Seeing this scene, Ke Qingtian's heart skipped a beat, and then he frowned deeply and tightly.

He hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said: "Yejue, the young lady just called, saying that the young master fell ill and had a high fever and was sent to the hospital. Look, why don't you go back to Europe now..."

However, Ke Qingtian was not allowed to finish speaking, Ji Lianjing suddenly interrupted him, his voice was cold and gloomy: "You should be clear, I hate others wantonly making decisions for me."

Knowing that his behavior angered Ji Lianjing, Ke Qingtian quickly nodded and apologized: "Ye Jue, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Ji Lianjing changed his sitting position at random, and then snorted coldly: "Since admired Fan is not dead, then the following game will be much more interesting. If he died so quickly, I would think it would be rather boring. Director Ke, please tell me to go on." , just say I..."