Chapter 307 (2/2)
Lance called in a weak voice again,
”Xiao Hao --”
However, he was stuck by the cold sound before he finished shouting.
Only xuanchenhao said,
”I see.”
Then, with a bang, hang up, hang up
In the hall, a group of Godfathers looked at each other in tears, ”bang”!
A loud crash!
……
They all looked up and looked at a room on the second floor----
In the locked door, there was a loud crash of falling objects, accompanied by the scream and cry of the woman who had not put out the fire
Collective tears in the eyes, a crazy rolling eyes~~~
This Fang Rou suddenly returned to the Mafia from city a, and then she locked herself in her room and threw things. The shrill scream and cry made her hair explode!
Lance cried in tears,
”I hope the Queen's sister-in-law can come and kick this crazy woman away ~ ~”
Turn around and look at Lance.
Lance shrunk his neck and looked frightened. I was wrong again?
They nodded in silence,
”I hope that...”
”Xiao Hao, hurry to bring your queen back...”
“……”
……
In the room, Xuan Chen Hao hang up the phone, the facial expression is cold Ji.
Xuan Chen Hao cold eyes more heavy.
Five years is enough. It's time for Fang Rou to leave.
Before, xuanchenhao let Fang Rou stay in the Mafia, is to compensate for her once saved his life, as long as does not interfere with the Mafia affairs, Fang Rou's request, xuanchenhao all agree, except feelings.
However, now, he has Ji Tianmo, xuanchen Hao's woman.
Even if xuanchenhao knows, Ji Tianmo won't be jealous with him because of fangrou, or Ji Tianmo is not a jealous woman at all---
He doesn't want to have any unimportant people or things affect them,
More can't, hurt foam!
……
”Hua La”~~~
A sound of pouring water came from the bathroom.
Xuan Chen Hao cold eyes slightly lift.
This, Chu, he, Xie, Xiu, Wen, ing -- this, Chu, he, Xie, Xiu, Wen, ing -- this, Chu, he, Xie, Xiu, Wen, ing-------------------
He tore open the quilt, got out of bed and walked straight to the bathroom. He was in a hurry
”Ka --”
Dead woman, he locked the door!
In the bathroom, even in the bath, Ji Tianmo's keen sense is not blowing. He has heard the movement outside the door for a long time.
Looking at the man on the glass door, water dyed red lips, all of a sudden proud of the more upturned.