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Chapter 1992 The mighty officer (9)

Just as I was about to return to the ground, I suddenly heard a broken moan from the pane beside me.

An Yin blushed, quickly let her pace lightly, ready to leave quietly.

But I heard a familiar voice, "Shilin, when will you still have to be delayed? Do you really want to be anxious to death?"

It is the voice of the British.

An Yin was stunned for a moment.

Jae Qiao is a widow, so that man...

Obviously, it's stealing love.

An Yin then thought of the man that Guqiao called - Shilin!

Why is this name a little familiar?

I couldn't help but approach the window and looked inside.

Jeongqiao was wearing a silk nightgown and lying half on the bed, looking lazy.

Someone walked out of the corner of the house, reached out and gently put his hand on Jaeqiao's shoulder, kissed Jaeqiao and leaned down.

"You didn't sell me the medicine, but asked me to come and accompany you. Do you think I'm getting easier and easier to bully?"

Are you here to buy medicine?

What medicine should I buy?

Could it be a genetic medicine?

An Yin frowned.

An Yin took a deep breath and stepped back. At this moment, she saw the man turn around.

The man is in his forties, very thin, with a pale face, but he still looks very good. His face is like "Mu Shiliang"

A bit imaginative.

An Yin wanted to see clearly, but the man smiled meaningfully at her location.

However, those dark eyes that make people feel cold seemed to be able to see through her directly.

An Yin's back felt numb, and she felt instinctively that she was discovered. She was so scared that she took a quick step back. Seeing the man leaning over and saying something in Jae Qiao's ear, she slowly retreated out of her body.

An Yin didn't dare to stay anymore, so she ran away quickly and returned the same way.

Suddenly, I saw a man standing in front, holding a wood-fruit flower in his hand, putting it under his nose and smelling it.

An Yin immediately recognized the person who was in love with the British robbery, was surprised, and forced herself to calm down as quickly as possible and look at the man calmly.

The man handed over Mu Yaozihua in his hand, An Yin glanced at him and refused to answer.

He smiled and crushed the flower between his fingers, "It seems you have seen something you shouldn't have seen."

"It seems." Even if he could catch up here, it would be useless for her to deny it.

"What should I do?" His voice was as soft as talking to his lover.

"Silence?"

"Yes, I really want to silence you. If you kill you here, no one will know."

"You were wrong. When I came out, I greeted my friend. If I didn't go back, it means something happened to me."

"It's easy to deal with."

"It is of course easy to kill someone, but I have more than one friend, and my friends have always been cautious. When I don't go back, I will tell my family the news. Whether I die or disappear, I am in Wuling. My family will definitely not give up. Even if no one sees the murder of me, the King of Kings will not be able to escape."

The man looked at her for a while and said slowly, "I really looked down on you."

An Yin raised her eyebrows.

The man suddenly reached out to pinch her chin, so fast that Anyin couldn't dodge.

"Shilin, let her go." The voice of Geqiao came from behind.

The man frowned slightly, let go of the hand that pinched An Yin's chin, and turned toward the Gangqiao who was already dressed, "You are always so soft-hearted."
Chapter completed!
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