Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

   Chapter 392 Master Ji slowly lowered his head, pecked at the end of his eyes

  Donald straightened his posture and saluted Marina and the people: "Mother, I will go back as soon as possible. How can I be missing from the battle between the Rathambore family and the Ron family?"

  In just a few words, they all need such an exaggerated sense of ritual.

  Qin Ruan was so strange that she ignored the medicinal soup that Huo Sanye fed her several times.

  The third master, who was ignored again, said helplessly, "Ruan Ruan?"

  Qin Ruan returned to his senses and drank the soup he brought to his mouth.

  After talking with Donald, mother and son, Marina left the Huo’s house with her tribe.

  Donald and Nicholas, who stayed at Huo’s house, went to see each other off.

  After they sent Marina on the plane and left, they did not return to Huo Sanye’s small building, but were taken by Huo Chuan to live in other hospitality areas.

  In the lobby.

  After Qin Ruan drank the medicinal soup, the third master looked at the time and said to her: "Go upstairs to take a break, your face is really ugly."

   "Are there?" Qin Ruan touched his face.

  San Ye reached out and touched her face, with a serious expression: "I will arrange for someone to do a check-up in the afternoon. I'm not relieved."

   He lowered his eyes, stared at Qin Ruan’s lower abdomen, and whispered softly: "You also had a raised abdomen just now."

   "Really?" Qin Ruan's eyes shone brightly, thinking it was a fetal movement: "Is he really moving?"

There was a faint helplessness between San Ye’s eyebrows, and his words were gentle and helpless: "Girl, you are less than three months pregnant. Normally, there will be no fetal movement. We must pay attention to all aspects and let someone come to do it for you in the afternoon. A check, are we at home, okay?"

  It's about the child, Qin Ruan will not refuse, and smiled and responded: "It's all right, I have no opinion."

  The third master held Qin Ruan's waist and walked her upstairs: "Go upstairs to rest and sleep, and they will be there when you wake up."

"Um-"

  Qin Ruan went back to the room and lay on the bed, and watched San Ye leave the room.

  She didn't ask the other party what they were doing. Some things need to be clearly defined, whether they are dependent or trustworthy, they will always take a lifetime, and some have time to run in.

  Give each other the space they deserve, this is the most basic law of survival.

  Before going to bed, Qin Ruan picked up his mobile phone and found that all the hot searches on Li Manning on the Internet had been withdrawn.

  All she can find is the promotion of the activities she participated in and the film and television works she participated in, as well as the news of her passing away due to a serious illness.

  As for her father’s death, she had a series of incidents with the studio staff, and none of these news could be found.

  This is obviously someone pressed down and removed the hot search with strange power.

  Qin Ruan twisted his eyebrows and opened the WeChat group. This issue has already been discussed in the group.

  Through the chat log, Qin Ruan learned that a major traffic accident occurred when members of Li Manning's studio were on the way to worship her. In the beginning, six people were killed and three members were seriously injured.

  Not long ago, a hot search broke out again. The three seriously injured members were declared dead by the doctor shortly after they arrived at the hospital.

  The news broke and caused a great sensation.

  Netizens spread more and more evil, and when the uncontrollable situation was about to develop, all the strange and chaotic content related to Li Manning was cleared.

  Qin Ruan put down the phone and twisted his eyebrows in thought.

  What exactly does Li Manning want to do.

  So many people died because of her, she was not afraid of the punishment that the dead souls would face when they entered the underworld.

  Eleven lives, eighteen layers of **** are almost over.

  Qin Ruan closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep with doubts.

  ...

  Downstairs.

  San Ye stood in front of the crystal coffin in the large hall.

  Qin Ruan was very interested in it. Before the Rasambo blood family left, the third master asked them to keep the crystal coffin.

  To be honest, this crystal coffin is not only interested in Qin Ruan, but San Ye is also familiar with it.

  He touched the patterned road on the other side of the crystal coffin, and asked the people around him: "Huo Chuan, have you seen this crystal coffin?"

  Huo Chuan shook his head: "No, this is the first time I have met."

  San Ye’s voice was mixed with doubts: "Have you seen anything similar?"

  The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this crystal coffin gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

  Huo Chuan recalled and replied, “There is a museum in the capital that has an exhibition hall. Compared with the crystal coffin of the Lathambo family, there is a big gap.”

  San Ye knows the crystal coffin he is talking about, and the two cannot be compared.

  He slowly retracted his hand, rubbed his fingertips, and said in a deep voice, "Move it to the basement."

  Huo Chuan beckoned to the surrounding men, and the group quickly moved the crystal coffin to the basement.

  ...

  Qin Ruan woke up in the afternoon, San Ye sat beside her.

  At this moment, his eyes are drooping, and his slender fingers slide the flat screen on his hand, revealing the grace and elegance of his body.

  The third master didn't notice Qin Ruan waking up. He stared down at the tablet, as if seeing the content that made him unpleasant, his good-looking eyebrows were gently raised, and his perfect thin lips were pressed.

  Even if he is in a state of discomfort, the expression of the corners of his lips slightly pursed, it is like an alien smile to others.

  The three masters in Qin Ruan’s impression are mostly gentle but calm and elegant.

  He seems to be humble and elegant, and he is polite to everyone. Only after he has really come in contact with him can he understand the sense of remoteness he brings.

  San Ye relaxed slightly, leaning on the head of the bed, with nice eyebrows, stylish and slightly erect nose, and the cool and thin curve of the corners of her **** lips, clearly reflected in Qin Ruan’s eyes.

  This kind of noble and elegant, the third master, who is covered with Yonghua and noble, is inexplicably engraved in her eyes and in her heart.

  This person is still like a previous life, so familiar that she can only see it and feel at ease.

  Qin Ruan touched the pillow and sighed inwardly.

  How can she catch up with such an evildoer, and see such a perfect face every day when she wakes up, when will she be immune?

  It was Qin Ruan’s inadvertent movement that caught the attention of the third master.

  He lowered his eyes and saw that Qin Ruan had already opened her eyes, her half-opened eyes revealed a little blurry light, and she carried the charm of Ruoyouruwu.

  Pushing her pale lips in weekdays, she seems to have encountered something embarrassing her.

  San Ye knew that she should have been awake for a while.

  His handsome face softened, his fingers with well-knotted joints touched Qin Ruan's small chin, gently rubbing.

   "When did you wake up, why is there no movement at all?"

  Qin Ruan closed his eyes, and said in a lazy voice: "I just woke up, still a little confused."

  She did not push away the hand of the third master gently stroking her chin. She was as lazy as a cat, and her body was curled up, as if she was insecure.

  San Ye swept towards her crouched body, her eyes were dim, and there was a gleam of light in her eyes, which seemed fleeting.

  He asked softly: "Have a nightmare?"

  Qin Ruan closed his eyes to rest up his mind, and said weakly, "No."

  This answer is perfunctory.

  In the ears of San Ye, he also only smiled faintly.

  He placed Qin Ruan’s chin, occasionally rubbing his hands with a touch of comfort, slowly moving up, and gently touching the corners of Qin Ruan’s eyes with his fingers.

  Qin Ruan didn't want to say, so he stopped asking.

  Huo Yunjian slowly lowered his head, and dropped a soft kiss at the corner of the little girl's eyes.

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