Chapter 12

At this time, another rebellious man, with one hand in his pants pocket, was surprised.

"This bride, this bride is so lucky that she didn't get shot in the chaos!"

Mo shallow in the man's arms can not help but shrink for a while, her eyes a shiver.

It seems that this group of people are not good. They have nothing to do with her. Why should they protect themselves?

Mo shallow sneer, she really can't too believe him.

"Luo Shao, I've been idle these days. I have nothing to do, haven't I?"

"You're starting to have a problem with me?"

The man's eyes touched the young man in the blue suit opposite him, full of surprise and amazement, even some indignation, fighting for him.

However, the danger and chill in his eyes were immediately accepted by the youth!

He couldn't help shivering, looking at the powerful aura of his eldest brother, and muttering reluctantly.

"I don't dare to take charge of the boss's business. It's the boss's business. It's my business. It's really unnecessary for you to save this woman!"

"You blame me for not saving this woman? Do I need your permission to save someone? "

Mo Qianqian heard the man's magnetic but firm voice fall slowly, with full dignity, let the opposite youth speechless no longer speak.

Although he still had a trace of disdain in his eyes, he even glared at the ink shallowly with his knife like eyes.

Mo Qianqian saw from his fingers that he finally shrugged his head helplessly, as if extremely dissatisfied and helpless.

"Luo Shao, you don't have to worry about some things. The boss has his own arrangements!"

"We just have to do what the boss told us. Isn't it? "

Originally gentle and elegant, such as a scholar with a scholarly man, at this time, elegant mouth said.

He looked at his watch. His black suit was well cut, which made him more calm. But in his eyes, although there was no strong irony and deep rejection, there was also a trace of curiosity. His peeping eyes made Mo shallow shiver.

Why do they care so much about themselves?

I'm just an ordinary identity, there's nothing to care about!

She is not a rich family. She has only a drunken, quarrelsome father and a mother who is in urgent need of surgery in her hospital bed.

She is not a charming girl, nor is she the best child in a rich family. She really doesn't know what she should pay attention to?

Let all these people keep their eyes on her!

Mo Qianqian's fingers on her forehead closed slowly. She covered her eyes and fell asleep like a sleeping beauty. But she didn't feel it. She was even a little annoyed. She still closed her eyes, but there was a complex emotion in her heart.

She didn't like to owe others. Now that she was rescued, she must make it up. Although she hasn't figured out how to repay her.

She clenched her fist at her side and said in a weak voice that she could only hear.

Ink shallow, come on.

The man's shoulder is flowing with a bright red, ink shallow, inadvertently glimpse, she can't help but look a shock, worried.

But the man didn't care.

"Boss, the blood on your right arm is just injured, isn't it?"

"My God, you've never been hurt! Is it to protect this woman? "

At this time, the original ink shallow very bad eyes, and continue to sharp sweep to her body, young voice also contains a bit gnashing teeth!

"Why are you suffering? To make such a sacrifice for a woman? What on earth is this woman worth saving? I really don't find such a woman who is sent here as a puppet of family marriage and a weapon to coerce you. What is it worth saving? "

"It's better to bury her at the wedding! It's more fun! It's more convenient

"Shut up

The man's voice with a slight gasp, seems to be really angry, his eyes closed, and then opened his eyes, the eyes is a piece of cold light, and his overbearing breath in the ink between the shallow nose gently lingering.