Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  Han Dongyan raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes flashed funny, if it weren’t for the neatness of seeing her slapped just now, I’m afraid she would be a good student with a sense of justice.

  "Miss Laird saw so many gangster kidnappers, would you dare to catch up?" Han Dongyan wanted to tear down the stage to see how she lied.

  Li Jia smiled gently and well. She didn't say that her combat power was so good, but she was surprised: "When you see bad guys doing bad things, don't the students in Country H run away when they see it?"

  Her appearance is full of exotic features, she is not a native of the country at first glance. As a foreign student with a sense of justice, how can she think so much when seeing bad guys doing bad things? is not it?

  Han Dongyan is speechless.

  This problem has risen to the point that young people in their own country have no sense of responsibility.

  Normal people would not like foreigners to belittle their own country's low quality. Several policemen quickly turned the subject off. "This classmate's idea is correct, but when you are in danger, you'd better call the police in advance to avoid putting yourself in danger."

   "I understand, thank you." Li Jia was very sincere in being taught. She really saw this kind of thing. Without the ability to fight one against seven, who would be so stupid to run to see righteousness and courage? This is not called courage to see righteousness.

   "Mo Shao, what do you think?" Han Dongyan looked at the victim.

  If Mo Zihan accused Laird, she would not be so easy to get acquitted.

  Mo Zihan was called by his name, and he trembled, his gaze shifted from Li Jia's face to Han Dongyan's face in a daze. "Shao Han, what are you talking about?"

  Han Dongyan frowned.

"This matter involves kidnapping. There may be hidden dangers. Several people need to go to the bureau to leave a few sentences for routine business. When do you think it is appropriate?" The police recognized Han Dongyan, and they heard that Han Dongyan and Mo Zihan knew each other. Knowing that the other party kidnapped the wealthy young master, it is likely to be blackmail.

  Failed this time, who knows if there will be another time?

  Li Jia did not object, and looked at Mo Zihan with a meaningful look.

  Mo Zihan is able to make a proposal to marry him a few times after seeing Li Jia. His brain circuit is different from that of others. Naturally, it is impossible to save Li Jia's face at this time, and forget about being slapped by Li Jia in a blink of an eye. "Little orange..."

  As soon as he spoke, Li Jia's smile froze.

  Little orange?

   "Orange Laird, Mo Shao can call me Laird." Li Jia didn't want to catch up with Mo Zihan. He has a physique like a leech, so it's not easy to get rid of it.

  Han Dongyan understood it, and Mo Zihan must have targeted Laird as a marriage proposal.

  Mo Zihan has the title of "national fiance" in the upper class. When he sees a beautiful girl, he rushes forward. Others ask for dating, and he asks you to marry him.

  Many girls were frightened by him at first, but later learned of his background, some people really agreed to him, but how could the Mo family take it seriously?

  Mo Zihan has asked for more marriage proposals, and people who see him will only say: Oh, Mo Shao has asked someone to propose again.

  T is an aristocratic university where wealthy children gather. It also gathers a large group of wonderful works, Mo Zihan is one of them.

  Han Dongyan is a little curious about Xiaoju. He looks like Jiaer up close, but Jiaer has a gentle and generous personality, and his speech is not sharp. The difference between the two is obvious.

   "So your name is Orange? This name is quite individual."

  Han Dongyan and Li Jia went to the police station to make a statement, sat in the police car, Jianmei looked at Xiaoju thoughtfully.

  Li Jia was closing her eyes and rested her mind. He opened a dark green eye pupil, her voice was cold. "Do not read the oranges for the oranges of platycodon."

   "In fact, oranges are also very good..." Mo Zihan sat aside, staring at Li Jia, his eyes gleaming, and he smiled like Erqian.