"Xiaoyi, Yaxian, don't be sad, don't blame you, it's too insidious for each other. Rest assured, I will surely bring Zixin back safely." Looking at the tears on the couch, a guilty-looking Long Yunyi and Xiao Yaxian, cold son heartache way.

Yixiao'er hugged him from behind and sobbed, "Han Zi, in fact, blame me me me. If I go out with my sister Yi, sister Zixin and sister Yaxian in the morning and help them by one more person, maybe the other party will not succeed so easily, blame me me, whine..."

Speaking later, she couldn't help crying. Tears, wet cold son's back shirt.

For the first time in thousands...