Boss Husband, Control Yourself

At first she thought she was dead, but she survived. She and Xue Muxuan are carried to the operating table by Jin Yan, but Xue Muxuan is not saved.

At that time, people in the night gate and tiger cave learned about the first World War of the master base and came to the rescue. Xue Muxuan's body was also lost in the scuffle. She had been in Huaicheng for ten months, and could not get any information.

Jin Yan only tells her that the reason why she was not blown up is that the memory chip in her body absorbed the magnetism of the micro bomb, which made the dangerous bomb implanted in her body by Kong Yuzhen ineffective and not detonated.

In fact, what really attracts magnetism is not the chip that manipulates memory, but the immortal chip that master has been looking for. If it wasn't for the existence of this thing, aolu wouldn't fall into such a dispute, and Xue Muxuan wouldn't be missing.

If you let Bao Mo ran know that the treasure of all gangs is in her body, I'm afraid she will have a greater burden on Xue Muxuan's death.

Before Jin Yan left, she looked at what Kun Yan wanted to order, and the ball crossed her two short arms: "remind her to take medicine every day, the medicine is almost used up, contact uncle Jin in advance, uncle Jin, what I said is right?"

Hibiscus speech dumb mouth, "ball ball, learn to chew the root of the tongue?"? Who taught you that? "

"What are you talking about? It's called mind reading, isn't it, uncle Kun? "

Kun Yan threw a gorgeous eye at the ball: "ball, why don't you take uncle Kun as your teacher, and uncle Kun will teach you how to learn..."

Bao Mo dyed white as Kun Yan, and then fished the ball's soft body on the bed.

"Ball ball,"

"What's the matter with Mommy?"

"Warm mommy's bed." Three years later.

On the South Korean island in the west of the Pacific Ocean, several villas on the hillside are covered with snow. A Chinese restaurant dominates the promontory, facing the frozen sea level.

In the corridor full of dragon totem patterns, several big figures run after a small figure, and a clear voice cries from a distance:

"Come after me!"

Seven or eight year old boy looks like wearing a dark green, small boots, I do not know because of the cold or because of jumping, handsome little face flushed, up the corner of the mouth full of air.

Several bodyguard like people climbed forward and jumped after chasing him. The boy jumped up and down and played lightness skills on the partition tiles in the corridor.

"Young master Xue, young master Xue, be careful!" The bodyguards chased and chased him. They had to compete with him while flying over the eaves and walls, but they couldn't bear to hurt him.

"Don't let me!" The boy stopped and ran on the eaves, turned and put on a good posture, seriously asked them to fight.

"Ball ball, they all listen to me, what are you playing with them?"

Mr. Kang accompanied Youmei to pass under the corridor. He turned a blind eye to the child's maze of Jinbao building. However, some of the bodyguards were damaged by the child. Mr. Kang came to the scene and asked the servant to help Youmei and jump on the eaves.

"Uncle Kang will fight with you!"

Youmei is pregnant for five months. Since she became pregnant, Mr. Kang finally found a maid to take care of her daily life in Jinbao.

However, Youmei is used to walking carelessly, and is not used to being supported by people. Now she finds a suitable railing on the corridor and sits down. Her hands in leather gloves hold the frozen snowman to play.

Mr. Kang half moves and half gives in, but the ball player has little strength. As long as Mr. Kang is a little more serious, the ball will fight hard, but he is still unconvinced and obstinately wants to solve the problem.

"Ball ball, admit defeat or not?"

The boy Bing Yi's eyes stare at him: "don't call me the ball, I have a name!"

Mr. Kang looked at his small face, which gradually opened and became more and more handsome. He was very fond of him. He didn't let him go, stuck him between his arms, and patted him gently on his little butt: "boy, do you admit defeat?"

The ball was kicking its legs, biting him on the arm, and jumped out when Mr. Kang was in pain.

"Hey, you boy... What's wrong with calling you ball? Isn't that your nickname? "

"I'm not a kid anymore." The boy stood up straight, straight and slender figure, exuding an inhuman temperament.

Mr. Kang laughed twice. "I'm three rounds older than you. You're not a child. Do you want to be my grandson?"

A small snowball "bang" hit on Mr. Kang's arm. The high-grade cashmere black coat left a white mark of ice and snow. Mr. Kang turned his head and saw that Youmei was making a face at him triumphantly: "bullying the small with the big, are you ashamed?"

"Aunt Youmei, he is not bullying the little by the big," the boy crossed his arms and said coldly, "but relying on the old to sell the old, an old urchin."

Ignoring the boy's provocation, Mr. Kang ran to Youmei and helped her sit down. "Madam, you have such a big stomach. What snowball do you play? Is the arm sour? "

The boy shook his head helplessly: "rest assured, the doctor said that Aunt Youmei should do stretching exercise properly, which is conducive to production."

"What do you know?" Mr. Kang only knew that he felt sorry for his wife. He picked up Youmei's snowball and threw it gently at him. "You are the same as this little one. They are all balls!"

The boy raised his foot and kicked a stone. He was hitting the snowball that Mr. Kang hit. The snowball broke to the ground. Youmei clapped her hands and said, "Xue Buyao, you're really good!" Mr. Kang came up to the boy and said, "Hey, ball! Why don't you have your nickname In the ice and snow, the boy's face is clear, smooth and fair. His thick eyebrows and Feng's eyes look like Xue Muxuan. His bright eyes are like his father's indifferent eyes. When Mr. Kang asks, his face is slightly embarrassed“ My mother and uncles all have proper names. I only have a nickname. Haven't I lost my face? "“ Ha ha Youmei came over with a round tummy. Her laughter was like a bell. Although she was in her early twenties, she looked like she was 18 years old, with a little baby fat blush. Youmei said to Xue Buyao, "you have a point. The Xiaoyao Gang's Fen Meng Xiao men retired three years ago. If they were in the city now, your mother and uncles would be famous now, except that their faces have not been made public! In various gangs and mafias, there are many legends about your mother. You were taught by your uncle Youkun, and their generation changed the rules and changed the rules without using the code name. Since you don't have the code name, you naturally have to have a name that can hold your hand. "“ Night gate? I've heard a lot of rumors about the night gate before and after this business trip. I just came back to listen to your little sparrow's mouth chattering again A thick voice came, several brothers of Jinbao surrounded by Gui Qi in wheelchair came, Youmei immediately welcomed him“ Brother, you are back! Look who this is? " Youmei takes the wheelchair and pushes Guiqi to Xue Buyao“ Why don't you know? Hearing the news that the Yellow haired girl and the ball came to Jinbao, I wanted to come back a long time ago! It's not that there are too many things to prepare for the king of gamblers' grand ceremony. It's only one year away