"Ah!" Lin Qing'er was in a hurry, lying on the ground and struggling.

"Grass-ridden! Hit me!"

The kidnapper dragged Lin Qing'er's hair with one hand, and stretched out one hand to pull Lin Qing's shirt.

"Oh!"

Blood suddenly poured out of the kidnapper's mouth, and his body fell straight.

Behind him, Yang Yong stood on the ground, bending over, covering his leg with one hand, and holding a pistol in one hand.

When Yang Yong saw him fall, his raised hand fell, and then he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Immediately following, Yang Yong threw his pistol and limped to Lin Qing'er.

Yang Yong gritted her teeth and endured the pain in the body, and released Lin Qinger. Her wrists were reddish purple, and the surrounding white temporary skin lined the wound unusually.

"All right?"

Yang Yong asked.

Lin Qinger bit her lip, looking at Yang Yong, tears bursting out of her eyes, and then flew directly into Yang Yong's arms, lying on Yang Yong's shoulder and crying.

Yang Yong hissed and took a cold breath.

Lin Qinger froze for a moment, then quickly released, but also could not help crying, looked at Yang Yong's gunshot wound in a stunned manner.

Then tears ran down, but this time did not cry, bit his lip and looked at Yang Yong's wound.

Yang Yong reached out and patted Lin Qinger's shoulder gently.

"Are you all right? They didn't bother you?"

Lin Qing'er shook his head vigorously.

"It's all right."

Yang Yong exhaled, then lay down on the ground with the trend and took a few deep breaths. He was very tired now.

Lin Qinger thought that something had happened to him, and hurried to Yang Yong's side, only to find he was lying down and relieved.

"You, on your arm ..." Lin Qing'er pointed at Yang Yong's arm, his eyes were full of fear.

"It's okay ..." Yang Yong smiled bitterly. Did he just explain in this life?

You know, it's not long since I came to this world, but I just knew Tang Xinxin.

Yang Yong couldn't help but his eye circles were also red, and he thought of the dream that he had today. What might be the omen. After he died, Tang Xinxin's shop must have been renovated some time later. I forgot that it is normal to make a new boyfriend ...

The endless bitterness of Yang Yong's mouth is like overturning the Li Wei Wuwei bottle.

Lin Qing'er looked at Yang Yong, and her tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Lin Qinger bit her lip, her eyes flashed a few times, and immediately followed, she took Yang Yong's arm sharply, and kissed the snake's wound.

Yang Yong was startled by Lin Qinger.

I saw Lin Qing'er's mouth hardened, then turned his head and spit on the ground.

Immediately followed Yang Yong's wound and sucked it down, and sucked out Yang Yong's snake venom a little.

Lin Qinger spit on the ground, followed by another suck.

Yang Yong reacted and pulled his arm away: "What are you doing!"

Lin Qinger stared at Yang Yong firmly, followed by a roar, "Give me!"

Just reach for Yang Yong's arm.

"You're crazy! You'll be poisoned too!" Of course, Yang Yong wouldn't stretch out his arm.

Lin Qing'er stared blankly, followed by covering his mouth, and tears burst into his eyes.

Lin Qing'er lowered his head, tears dripping as if he had broken the bank.

Yang Yong was surprised and moved.

"I ... I'm sorry for you ..." Lin Qing'er said sobbing.

Yang Yong stunned.

"If it weren't for me ... for me ... you wouldn't be like that!"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qinger cried even more.

"If it weren't for me running away ... it wouldn't be like this ... you ... if you die ... what ... what ... wow!" Lin Qinger cried like a child.

Yang Yong smiled: "You wouldn't expect me to be better? OK, don't cry, how old are you?"

Lin Qinger still cried.

Yang Yong had no choice but to look at the snake-bitten wound on his hand. There was still the blood stains that Lin Qinger sucked out, bright red.

Yang Yong was touched, but Lin Qinger took the initiative to take drugs for Yang Yong, which Yang Yong could never have imagined.

"Well, don't cry, you're crying, I might really die."

When Lin Qinger heard this, she stopped, but still sobbed.

"You go and see if there's a cell phone on that person, call your dad, and call the police. These, you should?"

Yang Yong was weak, his body was still bleeding, and his face had turned white.

"Huh!" Lin Qinger nodded hard.

"Go on."

Then Lin Qinger got up and walked to the kidnapper.

Hesitating for a moment, followed by a bite of his teeth, and groped from the bloody body.

Soon, a cell phone was found.

Then, like seeing the savior, Lin Qing'er's eyes burst into light, and she quickly turned on her mobile phone and dialed a number.

The call went on for a while.

As soon as Lin Qing'er heard his dad's voice, tears flowed out again; "Dad, I've been kidnapped! Whooooh ~~~"

A few minutes later, Lin Qinger talked about hanging up the phone and turned around, Yang Yong had passed out ... Her mobile phone fell to the ground in a flash.

..................

Yang Yong had another dream. In his dream, Tang Xinxin married himself in the large auditoriums.

The auditorium was beautifully dressed.

There are many, many people sitting inside.

Yang Yong was in a suit, Tang Xinxin was in a pure white wedding dress, and two men were talented.

The song sounded slowly, and the two walked hand in hand on the red carpet.

Enjoying the applause of people around and petals falling from the sky.

Yang Yong and Tang Xinxin looked at each other, both of them laughed happily, and the scene was very, very warm.

"Mr. Yang Yong, would you ... marry Miss Tang Xinxin?"

"I do." Yang Yong looked at Tang Xinxin affectionately.

"Miss Tang Xinxin, would you ... marry Yang Yong?"

Tang Xinxin looked at Yang Yong and slowly opened his mouth, then, the more he grinned ...

Tang Xinxin's entire skin started from his mouth like a piece of clothing, pulled apart like a zipper, and then taken off. A white man came out of it. Yang Yong couldn't see his appearance, but was wearing white.

Yang Yong was paralyzed and sat on the ground, following him to the sky.

"Do not!!!!"

............

"Woke up!"

Yang Yong slowly opened his eyes, and the faces were in front of him.

Lin Tiannan, Lin Qinger, and Xin Yitong are also there, and there is a white man, that is a doctor ...

"Me, am I there?" Yang Yong opened his mouth slightly, he didn't have any strength, not even the strength to speak.

"This is in the hospital. You have been unconscious for five days!"

Lin Tiannan said on the side, looking serious.

Yang Yong's eyes blinked for a moment, slightly surprised, he was unconscious for five days!

Suddenly, he remembered something.

"Today, is it a week? Then, what about Xinxin? I'm going back to see her!"

Lin Tiannan bent over and patted Yang Yong's shoulder, smiling, and said, "Rest assured, I'll call someone right away!"