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897. Fanwai! What the hell do you want to do?

When she looked forward, Zhao Yi's figure had disappeared, and she felt an indescribable loss in her heart. She did not tell the truth just now, for fear that he would be worried.

"I don't know. I just got down and was about to drive, but I was knocked unconscious. I just woke up and my neck is still hurting. The thieves are so rampant now that they even dared to steal the Peng family's car.

Steal." Uncle Zhang said angrily.

In fact, it was not someone who stole the car just now, but someone who wanted to hit her to death with a car. She rarely had grudges with others? Who wanted to kill her?

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The afternoon sea breeze blew into the yard with a suffocating warmth. A young man, as handsome as an angel, was carefully pruning the flowers on the flower basket with a pruning knife in his hand, his half-lidded eyes twinkling.

Shining with the pure light of innocence.

"No matter how beautiful the flower is, once it withers, it will only end up being abandoned." As the tall and slender figure approached, a gorgeous voice sounded in his ears.

The handsome young man just raised his eyebrows and glanced at the uninvited guest, then lowered his head and continued pruning the beautiful flowers, as if he were transparent, but the hand holding the pruning knife tightened unconsciously.

"If you still want to stay here, I advise you to stay calm. Once you do something beyond your control, the price will be very heavy." The beautiful man put his hands in his trouser pockets, his tall and slender body

Leaning against the table, the corners of his sexy and charming lips were slightly hooked, and his whole body exuded fatal attraction. He didn't need to do anything, just standing there was a beautiful scenery that could attract anyone's attention.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." The handsome young man pursed his lips tightly, and there was a cold light in his eyes where he lowered his head.

"Really?" The beautiful man raised his eyebrows, hummed softly, slowly took his right hand out of his belt, and then quickly held his chin, forcing him to raise his face, with a smile on his beautiful face.

A mocking smile: "Tsk, you are a very beautiful child, but it's a pity that you failed in it."

"What on earth do you want to do?" He didn't provoke him. The young man stared at him angrily and tried to break free from his hand, but at this moment he realized that his strength was amazing and he could easily restrain him.

"I didn't mean to do anything. I just wanted to remind you not to do anything that you will regret. Your hands are very beautiful and are suitable for playing the piano." The strong palm let go of his chin and held it to hit him.

The palm of a person's hand seems to be appreciating a work of art.

"Damn it, let go." The young man struggled hard, but couldn't break free from his grip. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he tightened his hand holding the pruning knife. He was about to stab him with the pruning knife, but he happened to see Qin Ran.

Walking outside, he immediately let go of his hand, with a look of grievance and confusion on his face: "What on earth are you talking about? I can't understand a word."

"Mr. Zhao, you seem to like teasing my Mo Li. Are you a pedophile like other perverted middle-aged men?" Qin Ran took off his formal clothes and wore loose and casual home clothes.

, less rigorous, but with a touch of elegant laziness, and a handsome face that is half righteous and half evil, exuding a seductive attraction.


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