In the hall, two rows of men in black were dressed in uniform, standing quietly.

Lin Xing had never seen such a scene before and was very curious about everything in front of him, especially the pistol in his hand.

It seems that it is a boy's nature to like guns.

Ling Huaxi only returned to the Dragon King Club after confirming that Lin Nuanxi was not in danger of his life.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Xi Shaosiming with a dark face.

[Lin Xing.] Turning around, Ling Huaxi walked to Lin Xing and took the pistol back from his hand: [It's very late, I'll take you to bed first.]

[Where is Mom?]

[My mother has something to do these two days and can't come to pick up Lin Xing for the time being.] Ling Huaxi picked up Xiao Lin Xing, turned around and walked towards his room: [If you are obedient, I can take you to see your mother.]

[Well, Xingzai will be obedient! Are those bad guys... caught?]

[I've already caught it, don't worry, go to bed now.]

[ ……good.]

Why is Ling Huaxi so familiar with her little bean Ding'er?

This intimacy made Xi Shaosiming misunderstood and turned his face even darker!

[Where did this little bean ding come from?]

The jealous words behind him made Ling Huaxi sigh helplessly. Now, he has no intention of joking with Xi Shaosiming.

[How is Master Di now?]

Xi Shaosiming shrugged, wrapped his hands in his chest and leaned against the wall: [Wen Liancheng just called and had two ribs on his back fractured, and there were many soft tissue contusions all over his body. He had to take care of them for at least a while.]

The little officer Lin Yeqian attacked him, and he was really cruel and ruthless!

Ling Huaxi just responded softly, turned her head, and the little guy in the room went to bed very well and went to bed.

Turning around, Ling Huaxi took out the car keys from his pocket and walked out.

[Where are you going?]

[Troubleshooting the Potala Palace.]

In the most respected Buddhist palace in the world, there are blood and corpses everywhere, and even a Buddha wall was bombarded by the Lin brothers.

Now Beitang Yaori has no energy to take care of, so the matter of cooking this mess naturally falls on the Dragon King Association.

As a member of the Dragon King Association, Ling Huaxi has the responsibility to clean up all of these.

[I greeted the government over there, and the matter of repairing the palace has been arranged, so you don’t have to go again.]

[…]

Overnight, Jiang Bo, Yuan Mian, and Murong Qiangwei had a significant impact on Beitang Yaori. Suddenly accepting the deaths of three important people close to him must have suffered a great blow to Beitang Yaori.

And Lin Nuanxi, the same is true.

[Okay, okay, don't look worried.]

Xi Shaosiming raised his hand to press Ling Huaxi's beautiful jaw. This man's thoughts were always so emotional.

[I have everything, don't worry.]

Words full of great peace of mind contain incredible down-to-earth power.

Ling Huaxi turned his head and opened his hand: [That young master Xi is so worried, I will rest if I have nothing to do.]

[ etc!]

Xi Shaosiming grabbed Ling Huaxi who turned around and wanted to return to the room, and he didn't mind that this was in the corridor where people could come to him at any time.

He pulled Ling Huaxi hard with his big palm and hugged Ling Huaxi in his arms.

With his thin body and the cold wind when he came back from outside, Xi Shaosi tightened his tightness and polished his smooth skin with his face, which felt very good.

[If you have something next time, tell me first and run to Tibet alone. You know how worried I am.]

The complaints of dissatisfaction were filled with naked concern. In the hall, there were two rows of men in black standing quietly.

Lin Xing had never seen such a scene before and was very curious about everything in front of him, especially the pistol in his hand.

It seems that it is a boy's nature to like guns.

Ling Huaxi only returned to the Dragon King Club after confirming that Lin Nuanxi was not in danger of his life.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Xi Shaosiming with a dark face.

[Lin Xing.] Turning around, Ling Huaxi walked to Lin Xing and took the pistol back from his hand: [It's very late, I'll take you to bed first.]

[Where is Mom?]

[My mother has something to do these two days and can't come to pick up Lin Xing for the time being.] Ling Huaxi picked up Xiao Lin Xing, turned around and walked towards his room: [If you are obedient, I can take you to see your mother.]

[Well, Xingzai will be obedient! Are those bad guys... caught?]

[I've already caught it, don't worry, go to bed now.]

[ ……good.]

Why is Ling Huaxi so familiar with her little bean Ding'er?

This intimacy made Xi Shaosiming misunderstood and turned his face even darker!

[Where did this little bean ding come from?]

The jealous words behind him made Ling Huaxi sigh helplessly. Now, he has no intention of joking with Xi Shaosiming.

[How is Master Di now?]

Xi Shaosiming shrugged, wrapped his hands in his chest and leaned against the wall: [Wen Liancheng just called and had two ribs on his back fractured, and there were many soft tissue contusions all over his body. He had to take care of them for at least a while.]

The little officer Lin Yeqian attacked him, and he was really cruel and ruthless!

Ling Huaxi just responded softly, turned her head, and the little guy in the room went to bed very well and went to bed.

Turning around, Ling Huaxi took out the car keys from his pocket and walked out.

[Where are you going?]

[Troubleshooting the Potala Palace.]

In the most respected Buddhist palace in the world, there are blood and corpses everywhere, and even a Buddha wall was bombarded by the Lin brothers.

Now Beitang Yaori has no energy to take care of, so the matter of cooking this mess naturally falls on the Dragon King Association.

As a member of the Dragon King Association, Ling Huaxi has the responsibility to clean up all of these.

[I greeted the government over there, and the matter of repairing the palace has been arranged, so you don’t have to go again.]

[…]

Overnight, Jiang Bo, Yuan Mian, and Murong Qiangwei had a significant impact on Beitang Yaori. Suddenly accepting the deaths of three important people close to him must have suffered a great blow to Beitang Yaori.

And Lin Nuanxi, the same is true.

[Okay, okay, don't look worried.]

Xi Shaosiming raised his hand to press Ling Huaxi's beautiful jaw. This man's thoughts were always so emotional.

[I have everything, don't worry.]

Words full of great peace of mind contain incredible down-to-earth power.

Ling Huaxi turned his head and opened his hand: [That young master Xi is so worried, I will rest if I have nothing to do.]

[ etc!]

Xi Shaosiming grabbed Ling Huaxi who turned around and wanted to return to the room, and he didn't mind that this was in the corridor where people could come to him at any time.

He pulled Ling Huaxi hard with his big palm and hugged Ling Huaxi in his arms.

With his thin body and the cold wind when he came back from outside, Xi Shaosi tightened his tightness and polished his smooth skin with his face, which felt very good.

[If you have something next time, tell me first and run to Tibet alone. You know how worried I am.]
Chapter completed!