Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  She seemed to feel someone coming in and wanted to talk, and she didn't have the strength to move her fingers up and down.

  Monica’s call was entirely because she relied on her last perseverance to call out for help. If she did not seize the opportunity, she might die on her brother’s bed.

  He is simply not a human being.

  Li Jia's tears fell silently, and her dark green eyes stared blankly in the direction of his parents and grandpa.

  Monica felt tight.

   "Yichen, what are you doing? Put Jiajia down quickly. She is in bad condition and needs a doctor."

  Lu Yichen tilted his head, lowered his head and kissed Jiajia's cheek gently, kissing her tears carefully. "Baby, don't cry, brother feels distressed, don't cry..."

  His soft kiss landed on her lips and cheeks, tender and tender, his fiery eyes burning like a fire.

  Li Jia's tears are even more severe.

  The whole body hurts, he really wants to swallow her.

   Thinking of his neurotic fanaticism, Li Jia didn't know how to face it.

   "Good." Lu Yichen hugged her, her black eyes were fishy, ​​staring coldly at the person who came in.

  It seems that it is not his relatives, but his enemies.

   "He is..." Lu Minze frowned.

   "It must be the same as last time again." Monica tensed all over.

  The last time Jiajia was robbed of her by someone else. This time Jiajia was closed the door and came wherever he wanted. It turned out to be like this. As a mother, she subconsciously wanted to run when she saw her son's situation.

   "Yichen, you put Jiajia down soon, she is sick." Lu Minze approached Lu Yichen step by step as he spoke.

  Lu Yichen stared at him, holding the quilt in his hand, squeezing the quilt in his hand, putting Li Jia tightly into his arms, rubbing her neck again and again, her hot lips rubbing against her cheeks.

  He feels his body is heating up, he wants to possess her, wants more, but...

"boom!"

  Lu Minze pounced on his son.

  Lu Yichen glanced at him, and was about to hit him. Monica saw that he didn't even recognize his father, so she screamed and rushed forward, holding him down. "Yichen, he is your father!"

   "Come on!" The old man let out a stern cry, and immediately rushed into the room with two strong bodyguards.

   Seeing this, Monica turned her head to cover Jiajia with the blanket, wrapped her tightly, and dragged her under the bed.

  When Lu Yichen was thrown over, he grabbed Jiajia's ankle with one hand.

  The slender ankles are white, the tentacles are warm, and Lu Yichen's eyes are red, unwilling to let go. "Jia Jia..."

  He bowed his head and kissed, leaned over to chase him, Monica turned and called Lu Minze. "Yichen grabbed Jiajia's foot! You let him let go!"

  Monica hasn’t learned any taekwondo or physique. She is too old to hold Jiajia, and she will be unable to hold it for a long time.

  Li Jia wants to retract her foot, but she has no strength. "Brother, put..."

  Before she finished speaking, her eyes turned black for a while, the sky was spinning, and she lost consciousness for a moment.

   "Jia Jia! Jia Jia!" Monica was anxious, and desperately pulled Jia Jia back.

  Elder Lu is getting older and is anxious when he sees this, but how can he dare to step forward now? In case of twisting an old bone, the family still doesn't know what will happen, so they have to shout downstairs and let them all come up.

   "Jia Jia!" Lu Yichen turned around and kicked the person away. Just as he slapped at Lu Minze, Lu Minze rushed towards him, grabbing his hand and pulling it away.

  Lu Yichen's strength was very strong, and Li Jia's ankle was caught by him with a circle of red marks, which was very conspicuous on the snow-white skin.