Mysterious Young Master, Super Cool

Chapter 119 The Radical Picture!

As Liu Yan came downstairs, the underworld had come to the boy's bed. Glancing at him and using a futon to hold himself into a sushi roll, the mass that did not even reveal his head, the underworld directly started.

In the end, there is a difference in strength between men and women. Just now Peng Jiao tried several times on the futon that could not be ripped from the teenager's head, and was suddenly ripped off by the underworld.

And the young man who emerged from the quilt was wearing a flushed face, and the ink was wet and stuck to his forehead.

But I have to admit that the face value is high, and even the illness is so beautiful that people want to be cowardly. Therefore, Ming Yu stared at the teenager's face for a moment.

"Ming Shao ..." At the time Peng Jiao spoke, Ming Yu pulled back the distant mind.

"How long has she been in this state?" Going back to the underworld of God, he immediately asked.

In addition, his hand was covered with the wet forehead of the teenager.

This action, at first glance, is testing the body temperature of the teenager.

Ordinary people seem nothing.

But if this scene is seen by the Ming family or old housekeeper, it will definitely be a shock.

Just because the underworld's clean habit has reached a certain level. He couldn't stand even a trace of dust in the underworld.

Not to mention, it is contaminated with other people's body fluids.

But at this time, the underworld seemed to care nothing about it.

After a trial of the teenager's body temperature, he found that the creases on his brows became more pronounced after the temperature was a little hot.

"I've been hiding in my bedroom since I got back in the afternoon. I guess she should have been in the rain!"

"Drenching in the rain?" The bottom of Mingyu's eyes dimmed, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

What made Peng Jiao even more worried was that Mingyu even removed the quilt from the teenager three or two times, and struck her horizontally!

Princess hug!

Peng Jiao knew that this situation should not be thought about.

Can Mao Mingyu hold the picture of the teenager and make her feel that pink bubbles are floating in the air?

"I took her to the hospital!"

Only after saying this, Hao Yu took people away.

Until everyone was taken out of the bedroom, Peng Jiao looked back from the picture full of pink bubbles just now, and muttered, "Strange, when did the two have such a good relationship?"

But at this time, the underworld had already put the sleeping teenager into his car. It is naturally impossible for Peng Jiao to get the answer.

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"Go to the hospital!"

Hao Yu, who was just here, was a little bit smart and let the driver drive.

Therefore, he can sit in the back seat with the teenager now.

However, the nearest hospital to Gu Zhai is a 20-minute drive away. The teenager had been lethargic and was unable to sit on his own. In desperation, the underworld could only hold her constantly shaking body into her arms.

The driver who looked at the scene of the rear seat through the rear view mirror always looked at the two men in the back seat unconsciously.

Nothing, just feel that the picture of Ming Shao holding the boy is a little weird.

Obviously two big men, but because of Shao Ming's long arm resting on the teenager's waist, he became passionate ...

Probably the driver's gaze was too obvious, which caused Hades to notice something.

As soon as he looked up, he faced the driver through the rearview mirror.

At that moment, the nostalgia and pity for the young man in the dark eyes of Mingyu were clearly seen.

Even more horrifying is the murderous power of his eyes!

Lying down!

Knowing too much will be ruined!

The driver felt a strong sense of murder from the underworld, and was so frightened that he quickly stepped on the accelerator. As a result, the silver Maserati flew to the hospital like an off-going arrow.

(End of this chapter)