Don't Play With the Goddess of War
70: The Body Trusts More Than the Brain
Started it personally?
Mu Chenyuan glanced at an abandoned three-story old building built in a remote corner, and his brows were extremely shallow and shallow.
Coincidentally, I never thought of sending him to the little black room.
“Me and Cheng Ming will not teach for too long, no later than 15 days.” Mu Chenyuan finally said, “After 15 days, you should be careful.”
The general battle command dragged An Xia for a week, and within a week, An Xia's details should be thoroughly investigated.
He would forgive for another week, to avoid minor problems in the middle, such as: Xiahou Zhan would let him stay for a few more days.
An Xia replied and walked a few steps forward. Seeing that Mu Chenyuan was not walking with him, he stood still and glanced back, "It's gone again?"
The tone is somewhat suspicious.
Just saying a word after walking in such a big circle? ?
Mu Chenyuan nodded and replied seriously, "Nothing."
In the next ten days, he wanted to see if he could find out which teacher and assistant Song Zhengwei had sold.
After staring at each other for a while, An Xia was sure that she really had nothing more to say. He wanted to ask, with reckless brows, slowly pressed down on the rising blood slightly, and smiled slightly, "Observate well, don't be so lazy."
No matter how the Xia Guo warriors monitored and investigated, she was An Xia, the oldest woman of the An family, and a girl born and raised in Xuancheng.
There was nothing to be found after examining Potian.
As for whether Anjia's failure was her handwriting, Tianshu and the others left no trace, they could only suspect that it was her.
What did the Emperor Region Master want to do, how could he leave the tail?
The dark door of the small black room was already open, outside, two teaching assistants were waiting for An Xia to come.
Mu Chenyuan silently watched him walk towards the abandoned building step by step, his handsome face was calm, and the wave in his heart slightly rose.
He did not believe that he was fine, but as long as he walked towards him, his familiar sense of familiarity and trust became strong again and again.
Even if he were to ask what question he just had, he clearly saw the hostility in his eyes, but he was still relaxed, his body trusted him more than his brain.
Mu Chenyuan turned around, lean and curled up tightly, feeling unwell.
How can one believe that someone who knows there is a problem can be trusted?
Where is that wrong?
"Lift your hand!"
Behind him, there was a loud shout from the assistant teacher, Mu Chenyuan stopped, resisted the urge to look back, and quickly left.
private hospital
Madam Song held the knife firmly, her eyes glaring at the four people standing by the bedside, "Four people can still throw the others together, too, how can my brother pick up four of your trash!"
I'm so mad at him!
I'm so mad at him!
He thought he would catch someone before****little*An Xia entered the special education center, and take her to run and kowtow to his daughter Yanyan He thought they could do it, and looked forward to it.
As a result, when she returned after being missing for two days, she told her that the*****little*An Xia was missing with them!
the waste!
Bunch of trash!
Four were scolded, but no one answered.
Mr. Ai sent them and asked them to help Miss Anjia resolve the issue. If they don't finish it, they can't even find it. It was their fault.
“Now that he has entered a special education institute, you can find a way to enter!” Madam Song did not believe that Song Zhengwei could avenge her daughter, so she could only take matters into her own hands and felt relieved when she saw An Xia's personal possession of death.
"For three days, I'll give you three more days. I haven't seen you bring that little bitch back in three days. Think how to confess to my brother!"
[Gift vote continues, passion, sweet little]