Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Song Ran\'s face changed slightly, and he quickly glanced at Gu Zheng coldly: "if you talk nonsense again, please go out."

Long eyelashes slightly move, in front of my eyes flashed Lu Yao\'s last scene to help her avoid shangrui. I didn\'t want to put her in a dangerous situation. Mu Ming was too impulsive to do this time

Pondering for a moment, he turned his head to Shao Yunchen: "I only know how many addresses he used to have. If I can\'t find him, I can\'t help it."

The man nodded.

Soon Lin Shui brought a pen and paper, and song ran wrote three or four addresses. Finally, the nib of the pen stopped slightly.

Shao Yunchen\'s eyes are sharp, light mouth: "if we really hope we find her, write all possible places."

Finally, an address was added.

After writing song ranfu looked up at Shao Yunchen. His eyes were a little complicated: "contact him. Please don\'t tell Shang Rui about it."

"I have no intention of interfering in your affairs." Shao Yunchen took a long leg and walked away without looking back.

Song ran watched them leave, the mood hidden in her clear eyes leaked out a little bit

Shao Yunchen immediately sent people to find the address, except for the last one.

"Let Yanke prepare for the last place, and set off at once." His face was pale and ordered.

Lin Shui was surprised: "are you going with me?"

The man\'s voice did not move: "including you."

Lin Shui shut up immediately and went out to arrange.

……

In the village in the west of Nancheng, the sound of cicadas is in the ear. Lu Yao lies in the shade of a big tree in the afternoon, fan a fan, and shakes the cane chair with the rhythm of the cicada.

With his eyes closed, the man\'s face came up again, frowning slightly and wondering what he was doing now.

She has been here for three days. Mu Ming is right. This is a paradise with good scenery and people. She should have enjoyed life peacefully, but she was more and more confused.

"Sister Yao, just picked the watermelon, you try." Mu Ming held the watermelon which was cut in half and laughed.

The melon is ripe, and the red sand pulp is very beautiful. Lu Yao can\'t help but swallow his mouth and takes the spoon.

"It\'s sweet."

"It\'s stolen from the old boy\'s melon field. If he knows about it, he will chase after him."

Lu Yao couldn\'t help but scold him: "people\'s hard work has been planted in your hands. How many have you stolen these days?"

Mu Ming smilingly scratched his hair and pretended to be aggrieved: "I didn\'t eat much for stealing so much."

Indeed, she has been too greedy recently. In addition to the hot weather, she always feels that she can\'t eat enough.

Half of the time, I felt a little propped up. I put down the spoon, thought for a moment, and said to Mu Ming, "you go and take my mobile phone."

She has never turned on her mobile phone since she arrived here. She almost lives in isolation. Although she is comfortable, she can\'t help but feel uncomfortable.

The nomad\'s face changed, and his action stopped, and his smile gradually disappeared with doubts in his eyes.

"What\'s the matter?"

Lu Yao blinked and lay down again, staring at the treetops with some empty eyes.

"I always think it\'s a little wrong. I\'m afraid my parents are worried. I\'ll send them a message to report that they\'re safe." after a while, I\'ll look at him again. "You don\'t have a job yet, do you? I still have some contacts before. I should be able to find a good position after I get back. I can\'t always accompany a pregnant woman here

Mu Ming\'s mouth moved slightly and her eyes were complex. She opened her mouth and closed it again.

Lu Yao looked at her melancholy expression a little funny: "let you give me a mobile phone, hair what silly?"

Just started, almost by missed calls and SMS submerged, the vast majority of Shao Yunchen.

The call record has never been broken since leaving. There is one every half hour. Does this man hardly sleep?

Lu Yao\'s eyes are sour, turning over one by one.

Where are you??

Where have you been? See me call back.

I have something to tell you.

If I don\'t come back, I\'ll find you three feet deep.

Contact me. I\'m worried about you.

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