The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

In the hall, there were two rows of men in black uniforms standing quietly.

Lin Xing had never seen such a battle before, and he was very curious about everything in front of him, especially the pistol in his hand.

It seems that it is a boy's nature to like guns.

Ling Huaxi returned to the Dragon King Club after confirming that Lin Nuanxi's life was not in danger.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Xi Shao Siming with a dark face.

[Lin Xing. ] Turning around, Ling Huaxi walked up to Lin Xing, and took the pistol back from his hand: [It's late, I'll take you to bed first. ]

[Where is mom? ]

[Mom has something to do these two days, so she can't pick up Lin Xing for the time being. ] Ling Huaxi picked up Xiao Linxing, turned around and walked towards his room: [If you are obedient, I can take you to see your mother. ]

[Well, Xingzi will be obedient!Are the bad guys... caught? ]

[Already caught, don't worry, go to bed now. ]

[ ……good. ]

Why is Ling Huaxi so familiar with the little Doudinger?

This intimacy made Xi Shao Siming misunderstand and made his face darker!

[Where did this little bean come from? ]

The jealous words behind him made Ling Huaxi sigh helplessly.Now, he is not in the mood to joke with Xi Shao Siming.

[How is Young Master Di now? ]

Xishao Shiming shrugged and leaned against the wall with his arms around his chest: [Wen Liancheng just called, two ribs in his back were broken, and there were multiple soft tissue bruises all over his body. ]

That little officer Lin Yeqian was really ruthless when he attacked!

Ling Huaxi just responded softly, turned his head, and the little guy in the room went to sleep on the bed obediently.

Turning around, Ling Huaxi took out the car keys from his pocket and walked out.

[Where else are you going? ]

[ Dealing with the Potala Palace. ]

The most respected Buddhist palace in the world is full of blood and corpses, and even a Buddhist wall was bombarded by the Lin brothers.

Now Beitang Yaori doesn't have the energy to take care of it, so the matter of taking care of this mess naturally falls to the Dragon King Club.

As a member of the Dragon King Association, Ling Huaxi has the responsibility to clean up all these.

[I have told the government over there, everything about repairing the palace has been arranged, you don't need to go again. ]

[…]

In one night, Jiang Bo, Yuan Mian, and Murong Qiangwei all had a great influence on Beitang Yaori.To suddenly have to accept the death of three important people close to him, for Beitang Yaori, he must have suffered a great blow.

As for Lin Nuanxi, it was the same.

[Okay, okay, don't look worried. ]

Xishao Siming raised his hand to touch Ling Huaxi's beautiful chin. This man's mind is always so emotional.

[Everything is up to me, don't worry. ]

Words full of great reassuring power contain incredible power of down-to-earth.

Ling Huaxi turned his head and opened his hand: [Master Naxi, don't worry, I'm fine and I'll rest. ]

[ etc! ]

Xishao Siming held back Ling Huaxi who was about to go back to the room, he didn't mind that this was in the corridor where people could come at any time.

The big palm pulled hard and hugged Ling Huaxi in his arms.

With a thin body, still carrying the cold wind when he came back from the outside, Xi Shaosi tightened his grip, and rubbed his smooth skin with his face, the touch was excellent.

[Next time you tell me what's going on, and run to Tibet by yourself, you know how worried I am. ]

Dissatisfied and complained, but revealing naked concern.