Chapter 722 (1/2)

”Wuwu ~ I don't want to be adopted, I don't want to ~! Wuwu ”

” Sky ～ Sky ～ can you help me ～! ”

The sobbing voice whistled in the ear side, and the light tremors revealed the girl's panic and helplessness at the moment!

Tilt blue holding the mobile phone, suddenly take a deep breath, from linglie side quickly as lightning to the outside of the car!

Linglie reaches out his hand to catch his son, but sees his vigorous step with determination and firmness, just like an arrow that does not turn back again!

”Star hotel! Hurry up! ”

Linglie drinks at Yunxuan, and Yunxuan immediately catches up!

Zhuo ran came to protect from another car, helped Ling lie close the door, and then got into the cab.

The relationship between oblivion and oblivion has always been tepid.

But this time, tilt to look at the brother so painful, he was suffering to death!

”Father, tilt blue and Zhang Ling are not just at the beginning, but have been talking about it for six years.”

Linglie quickly turned around and looked at tilted face. Some unbelievable halos in her pupils flashed away: ”what do you say?”

”It was Qinglan who contacted her when she was in junior high school. They have been in love online for six years. At first, my adoration and I thought they were still chatting on video. That day, when Zhang Ling came, we sat down to eat together, and we knew that they were just in love online, sending words and making phone calls, but we didn't see each other. Father, neither of them have met, and they can persist for such a long time. It's not about seeing the color, or weighing the advantages and disadvantages. It's a spiritual communication. It's really like it. It's just like it. It's like it in the heart. ”

I know that my father may not be happy when he listens to it, but he finishes the rest of the soda and says, ”I'm sorry! I can't see the blue cast. I think we have to have a family meeting and vote by the Ming Lord! ”

Linglie: ”...”

Hotel -

tilt blue and rush to the door of the suite, because the speed of running is too fast, so that the waist side fork hurts.

One hand pressed the pain, the other the doorbell.

Soon, Zhang Ling comes to open the door.

Her eyes were red and swollen, her white and childish face seemed to be going out in the next second, and there were some messy strands of hair on her shoulder stuck to the tears on her cheek, and she looked very pitiful: ”woo sky, you finally come, woo” ～ ”

and she was led into the innermost bedroom by the blue!

As soon as the door closes, she turns around and hugs her body tightly in her arms. His cheek sticks to her forehead and hair, feeling her despair and bewilderment. A broken heart hurts as much!

The sweat was still rolling on his short black hair, and the shirt behind him was wet. The moment when Zhang Ling was held tightly in his arms, her breath was full of the fresh sweat from the sun on his body.

This is a clean boy.

The smell of sweat is fresh and fresh.

Qinglan gasped heavily. After a while, she recovered her breath and pulled her small body out of her arms. She looked at her: ”don't be afraid. There will be a solution. I will help you solve it. Don't be afraid!”

Holding Zhang Ling's almost broken face, he bent down and kissed her directly on the forehead: ”don't cry! Listen, don't cry, don't cry no matter what happens, don't be afraid, I am, I must be, I will always be! ”

For a long time, Qinglan held her like this.