The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"I used to hear Xu Bai's mother say that she was taken away and the nanny was killed. Who brought her here?"

"It's too old, it's been thirty years, and I was only one year old at that time." He had no interest in it. "People here are changing quickly. I'm afraid there is no answer to this, and the sea is sinking into the sea, and it must not What happened? "

"The so-called poor man must have hate." She sat down and patted the dissatisfied plastic bottle. "Most of it was written by me. The stack of paper cranes must write down their wishes before they will work." Every paper crane I have to write my wish. "

"What wish?"

"Wishes to you." She took the black pen and wrote another one on the Quartet paper, and folded it before the ink dried.

"You don't get bored stacking this all the time, it's almost two big bottles."

"The second largest bottle is almost full, and I won't fold it when I'm full. My fingers hurt." She sat there with her arms upright on the table, her eyes lowered, and said, "Pei Pei, Jin Sonten is so good, do you want to go out for a walk? "

"No, I'm going to a party with friends ..." Before he finished speaking, An Xiaoli stood up from his chair, and a sudden panic flowed in his heart.

The original soft face paled a little, "Master Pei ..."

"what happened?"

"My sixth sense has always been accurate. Every time I have something to do, I always feel a little flustered, sometimes light and sometimes serious. I also felt like this just now. Can you explain it, don't let you People do it to me, I'm afraid you're not ... "

A long, narrow eye burst into a smile, "Who would dare touch you without me?"

"I know, but ..." This panic is not fake!

"Well, do you have a delusion of being victimized?" He didn't believe her sixth sense at all. "It's the safest here, and no one dares to do anything to you without my authorization."

An Xiaomen gazed at him, and that kind of self-confidence made her unable to refute the slightest bit.

She tightened her brow, always feeling upset.

This feeling, she experienced more than once, several times!

What does it mean that she doesn't know?

This is the case every time you are in danger.

"Master Pei, can you defend me with a dagger?"

"Do you think ... I might let you be so close to me?"

"I will pay you back when you come back."

"No!" He refused directly. "I said, this is the safest place, what are you worried about? If I want you to die, no one can stop it. If I don't want you to die, no one dares. "

An Xiaomen sat down, and said nothing else.

When Pei Yi saw that she didn't look good, she went straight out.

She sat there and continued to stack the paper cranes. She kept filling the second large bottle, closed the lid, and looked at the two large bottles of paper cranes. An Xiaomen's heartbeat accelerated, which made her faint.

Back in the bedroom, she locked the door from the inside.

Like a layer of safety barrier, feel at ease.

But it was temporary. After ten minutes, the sound of the outer door was opened, and the sound of two women talking passed into her eardrum.

Immediately afterwards, An Xiaomen didn't expect the anti-locking door to be useless at all, apparently holding a spare key outside and opened it.

Standing beside the door, in addition to Qin Guo, was an old lady about sixty years old, very similar to Pei Yi.

After hearing Qin Guo calling her wife, An Xiaomeng guessed that this is Pei Yi's mother.

His hunch was not false, and Pei Yi overestimated himself. He said that without him, no one dared to touch her, but he missed his mother, didn't he?

Everyone here has to listen to him, his mother won't listen to him all.

On the contrary, he is likely to listen to his mother.

"You are An Xiaomeng?" The old lady was dressed in luxurious clothes, her hair was curled behind her head, her face was properly maintained, and the earrings on both ears and the same ring were on her hands.

"Mrs. Hui, yes." Her voice was as submissive as possible.

The old lady came in and looked at her sharply. "But it's so long and looks so beautiful. It's a good way for me to leave you with an exception."

Qin Guo dared to interject beside him, "Madam, this woman can't stay. It didn't take long for this ancestor to worry so much. I can imagine it later."

The old woman gave her a scornful glance, "I need you to say, let someone take her down, execute it secretly, and wait for Yi'er to come back, too late to stop it.

"Yes." Qin Guo appeared happy, turned his head and shouted outside.

When two men came in quickly, An Xiaomeng was dragged away, and she naturally refused.

Grasp the sofa in Pei Yi's bedroom, hold it tightly, just don't leave.

The man was helpless. He lifted his head and lifted her feet.

An Xiaomen, whose feet were imprisoned, can be described as a useless place.

Mouth was also stuck.

She was so thin she was pulled out, and the door was so cold that she couldn't help shivering.

The place where she was to be executed must be in the dungeon. To go to the dungeon, she had to come down from the elevator and pass by the place where Jin Qing was on duty.

When this was understood, the fear under An Xiaomen's heart had reduced a bit, and she no longer struggled.

When she passed by, she remembered that Jin Qing said that she was on duty at night and might be sleeping during the day, and she just let go of her heart again.

She began to struggle again, trying to delay time.

When she arrived in the dungeon, she was tied to a concrete platform and the eye of a conflict gun aimed at her.

An Xiaojing's heart was shaking.

Hope all rested on Jin Qingyan.

Will he risk death to save himself?

Is he worth it?

does it worth?

The man not far narrowed his eyes, his index finger began to bend, and when the bullet / bomb was aimed at the center of An Xiaomen's forehead, he was about to burst, and a loud noise penetrated the eardrum.

It was blown up here.

The dungeon that was originally clear suddenly collapsed from top to bottom, and the dust was flying everywhere, and nothing could be seen.

The savory smell came, An Xiaomeng coughed fiercely, and a wet towel was put on her nose and nose at this moment. She turned her head and opened her eyes to look, her eyes became red, and she stretched out her hand to hold her mouth and nose Wet towel on the table.

Jin Qingyan cut her rope, and he was still wearing a mask.

After the rope was cut, he didn't wait for her to react, so he was picked up and hurried towards the party.

In such cases, the direction can be maintained.

At this time, the bombardment started again, again and again, but it was not here, it seemed like it was near here.

The sound of gunfire was endless, giving An Xiaomen an illusion, as if it was not modern society here, but the era of war.