But he can't. The little guy is the chip in his hand. He also needs to make good use of this chip to make them both feel worse than death. Now that he is in such a situation, they force them step by step.

At the thought, his thin lips were hooked up, his eyes were bloodthirsty, his whole body was surrounded by haze, and the people with his hands by the door felt a gloomy cold air.

Those who refused shook their bodies, looked at each other, and then continued to stare at their posts.

At the airport of a city, after Pei nanjue got off the plane, there was already a car waiting there. At this time, the car was driving to Xinsheng manor.

When he returned to the manor, it was already two o'clock in the morning. There were dim lights in the manor. He put down his bag and went straight to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Chu Jiaxuan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at all. All my mind was filled with little guys, worried that the little ones would not sleep well or eat well.

Suddenly, the door of the "cacha" room was opened, and a burst of light burst through the crack of the door. Chu Jiaxuan sat up from the bed and saw the familiar tall figure at the door. Although he was dusty, he was scattered all over, still emitting a reassuring atmosphere.

Her eyes a red, straight barefoot ran from the bed, a man into the arms.

Pei nanjue hugged her tightly. He knew that she was afraid in the bottom of her heart. She was so precious. The little guy was missing. How could he sleep peacefully?

"Nanjue, what to do? I'm really worried about him As Chu Jiaxuan said, her tears slipped down and hit his clothes.

He patted her on the back, then picked her up and walked to the bed: "don't worry, I will find our son."

"I believe in you. I believe you can find it." Chu Jiaxuan nodded repeatedly and held Pei nanjue's hand tightly.

"Don't think about anything now. Go to sleep." Pei nanjue comforted and said that his hands were smooth with her hair, and her eyes were cold.

Now the most likely to catch his son is Gong junchi. Otherwise, apart from him, he can't think of anyone who dares to fight against him, even his son dares to tie up.

Gong junchi must want to use the little guy to threaten them, thinking of here, his heart is constantly sinking.

"But I can't sleep. I'm really worried about her. I'm afraid of something wrong with him." Think of here, Dad's eyes red again, tears from the eye socket slide.

Looking at Chu Jiaxuan like this, Pei nanjue bowed his head and kissed the tear marks on her face: "Xuan Xuan, it's my child Pei nanjue. If you believe him, he will be stronger than other children. He must have nothing to do. If you dare to cry again, I will be rude to you."

"Are you sure? Is spin really going to be ok? " Chu Jiaxuan inhaled her nose, lifted her misty eyes and looked at Pei nanjue.

"Really, I've sent someone to look for it now. Don't worry. I believe there will be results soon." Pei nanjue raised his hand and wiped the tears on Chu Jiaxuan's face.

Finally, Chu Jiaxuan nodded. Now it's the only way. He can only hope that the little guy is OK.

The next morning, Chu Jiaxuan woke up early because he was worried about the little guy. But his body was no longer in the shape of Pei nanjue. He reached out and felt as if there was still residual temperature. He should have just got up.