Chapter 111 (1/2)

Beiming Hao holds the teacup hand tightly, although he does not have any waves on the surface, but his heart has been turbulent.

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down, and both of them did not speak again, but their eyes still kept meeting, full of killing intention.

I don't know how long it took, the old man of snow mountain just came in from the outside and looked at the two men shaking their heads one after another.

”It's terrible. I've never seen a girl's family hurt so badly. If he hadn't met me, he would have died this time.”

Hearing this, Li Zhan ran up in a hurry, and the concern in his eyes was self-evident.

But as soon as the old man of snow mountain remembered Li Zhan's appearance of holding him by his side, he was extremely uncomfortable. He ignored him and went straight to beiminghao.

Beiming Hao didn't say anything, but the snow mountain old man looked at his eyes and understood most of it.

”This girl has nothing important to do. She's almost half done. She's only a little bit troublesome. She needs to be drugged every day.”

”I will.” Before the old man's words were finished, he was robbed by Li Zhan. ”I used to give him medicine when he was injured. I have some experience. If you tell me how to do it once, I can take good care of him.”

The old man of snow mountain gave Li Zhan a cold look and said with disdain: ”do you want to take medicine with him? Or do you want to do something else for him? The injured places of this girl's house are all hidden places. Do you give her medicine? Is the identity appropriate? ”

”I am a gentleman! Even if it is to dye Qin Yu with her eyes closed, you can't frame me up casually

Looking at their noisy appearance, Beiming Hao pondered for a while, then continued: ”I will find another person to deal with the rest of the things, you all go down.”

”Why, young master! You can't take me as a servant of your family. Qin Yuran is my man. I can never let him be alone with you. ”

Qin Yuran is my man. A word is like a small thorn, deep into the heart of Beiming Hao. Suddenly, beiminghao's eyes suddenly enlarged, and three silver needles flew out of his sleeve.

Seeing this, the old man of Xueshan quickly took out his whip and pulled Li Zhan back. Only then did he escape the disaster.

But even so, Li Zhan was still scared out of breath. He almost didn't see what Beiming Hao had done just now.

”Little bunny, don't be poor with him. Let's go.” Before Li Zhan reacts, he has been pulled away by the snow mountain old man.

The room suddenly quieted down.

Turning around, beiminghao looked at the woman sleeping on the bed. Her familiar cheek had become very pale at the moment. The whole person was lying on the bed like a fragile glass ball.

Feeling Qin Yuran's face in silence, beiminghao is like touching a rare treasure. He is not willing to put it down for a long time.