Chapter two hundred and seventy-seven: nervous emperor Ming
Mao Tangtang frowned unhappily, raised her head and bit Di Ming's beautiful chin.
"Cat..." Di Ming, who was immediately scratched by the cat, smiled and hugged the cat who was dissatisfied with his chest.
"Boss..." Qianye didn't dare to look around, staring at the man who suddenly appeared to block their car. His eyes were unmoved. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you need to hit him?"
"..." Di Ming did not speak, soothing Mao Tangtang, who wanted to jump out of the car and dry the rack in his arms.
Tang Huo in front of the car grinned open his lips, and obviously heard what Qianye said. He smiled lowly: "I said stop..."
The person who interrupts Mao Tangtang is Tang Huo.
His hoarse voice made Di Ming look at him, "Stop the car and let him get up."
What?
Who should I come up?
Qian Ye was shocked, but his hand was stunned to open the car door, a typical "involuntary"!
With the sound of "slap", Mao Tangtang also came back to her senses, and she turned her face in confusion.
The intention was obvious, she wanted to see who "snatched" Di Ming from her.
"Cat, don't move!"
But before she could see who it was, Di Ming gasped and refused to let go.
The voice was low, and the tension that Mao Tangtang was hidden deep in his tone.
The clingy Di Ming made Mao Tangtang completely helpless. Finally, he could only snort and let Di Ming press her back to his arms.
Her face was buried in her warm chest, she sighed comfortably, her arms tightly wrapped around her waist, and the cat lock on her bare feet was shaking her and making a "click" sound!
When Tang Huo entered the car, he saw such a picture.
When he saw the slender cat lock, he smiled strangely and was also in a high position. Why didn't he lock her?
He couldn't help but laugh, and sat casually opposite Di Ming, and the cigarette in his hand was cut off by him.
But even so, the smell of cigarettes on his body could not dissipate for a while, it didn't smell bad, and it was even a bit intoxicating.
They are all men who are paranoid enough to the core, and Tang Huo's eyes have never been placed on Mao Tangtang from the beginning to the end.
He was not curious, nor was he interested.
He leaned his body into the soft cotton sand and spoke: "Help me find someone and then save her. The price doesn't matter what it is."
The tone was a prayer, but the eyes were full of madness, just like the last struggle of a madman in his spiritual consciousness.
He thought about it, but he couldn't find the medicine that could save him.
"..." The air was silent for a few seconds.
“…”
"Yes." Di Ming suddenly said, a deep trace of his eyes flashed through his deadly aura: "Fifty percent of the Tang family's shares."
Shares?
When Tang Huo heard this, he didn't care about any shares at all. He looked happy on his beautiful face. He stood up and said, "Can you give all the shares you have, how long will it take to find her?"
He was anxious...
He wants his water, a living Gu Shuier.
"Get out."
When Tang Huo stood up, Di Mingmu held the cat Tangtang tightly in his arms with a little panic.
"Okay, I'll get out!" The crazy Tang Huo didn't notice Di Ming's emotions and actions. After he finished speaking, he hurriedly got out of the RV.
"Pu" and the car door was closed again. Mao Tangtang raised his head from Di Ming's arms. She was puzzled: "Mingming, what's wrong with you? What are you nervous?"
Di Ming sucked his breath, rubbed his cheeks gently holding the palm of his face, and he blurted out: "Cat, don't leave me, okay?"
Mao Tangtang was stunned for a moment, her eyebrows became tighter and tighter. Then, she bit his chin again: "Okay, Di Ming said anything is fine."
Chapter completed!