Fast Travel: I Rely on Crazy Literature Raiders

Jiang Xu stared at the two people for a few seconds and suddenly asked, "Have you seen Qiao Yeming?"

That bitch dared to push her onto the rockery. She was dead.

She wanted to blow his head off with a brick.

At this time Jiang Xu was very irritable and anxious.

But in the eyes of Nan Qi and Jiang Heng, Jiang Xu started looking for Qiao Yeming as soon as he woke up, and he must still want to save the engagement.

Nan Qi's eyebrows trembled and his expression didn't change much, but Jiang Heng's face turned dark.

"How long has it been, and you are still thinking about that heartless man?"

"He's already broken off the engagement, and you're still going after it?"

"What, is it fun to commit suicide?"

"Is your brain broken? You committed suicide because of such a man?"

"It's just a shame."

As Jiang Heng spoke, he couldn't help but poke Jiang Xu's head.

However, as soon as he touched Jiang Xu's temple, his wrist was grabbed.

Jiang Xu and Nan Qi caught it at the same time.

Nan Qi's hand was in the circle, and Jiang Xu's hand was covering the back of Nan Qi's hand.

Seeing this, the three of them were stunned.

Jiang Xu looked at Nan Qi's beautiful face, touched his delicate and smooth hand, and silently let go of his hand. At the same time, he also put away the idea of ​​removing Jiang Heng's arm.

Nan Qi also let go after realizing it. He didn't look at Jiang Xu, but looked back at Jiang Heng and said, "She needs to take a good rest. Her head cannot shake violently."

Hearing this, Jiang Heng withdrew his hand, but continued to look at Jiang Xu with an expression of hatred, "It's just a brain like this, it's better to be really broken."

Jiang Xu's eyes widened and he looked at Jiang Heng, "That's enough. You keep making noises as soon as you wake up, calling me sick, and saying my brain is broken. That's enough."

If it weren't for the fact that he was the brother of the original owner, she would have slapped him on the forehead with a brick.

Seeing Jiang Xu talk back, Jiang Heng continued to curse, "You dare to say that you are not sick? If you are not sick, you will fight against the rockery for a man? If your brain is not broken, you will look for that piece of shit as soon as you wake up?"

<divclass="contentadv"> Jiang Xu was silent for two seconds after listening, and asked: "Who said I hit the rockery for him?"

Jiang Heng:?

No?

Jiang Xu: "That bitch pushed me!"

Is she mentally ill when she hits a rockery for a piece of shit?

Jiang Heng: "..."

ha?

The truth turns out to be... like this?

However, why does it feel like her hitting the rockery for love is more credible than Qiao Yeming pushing her to hit the rockery.

"That's too much! That bitch Qiao Yeming actually dared to push you, don't let me see him."

Since Jiang Xu said it was Qiao Yeming who recommended it, it should be him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Heng became angry again and wished he could rush to Ye's house right now and press Qiao Yeming against the rockery a hundred times.

**

Jiang Xu rested at home for three days.

Although Jiang Xu explained that it was Qiao Yeming who pushed her to hit the rockery, Jiang Heng always felt that Jiang Xu's mental state was strange and always suspected that she could not think about it, so she was guarded twelve hours a day.

Jiang Xu was also not allowed to leave the yard.

On the third day, Jiang Xu finally had a chance to sneak out of the yard.

The first thing he did when he slipped out of the yard was to find Qiao Yeming.

When he found Qiao Yeming, he was sitting in a restaurant drinking spiritual tea with the raider Ye Wenxi.

Qiao Yeming was about to express his deep feelings to Ye Wenxi, "Xie'er, I have something to say to you."

Ye Wenxi was pouring tea for Qiao Yeming. When she heard his words, Ye Wenxi's hand movements paused.

He stopped what he was doing, feeling excited inside, but on his face he just looked at Qiao Yeming curiously, with an affectionate look on his face, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Facing Ye Wenxi's affectionate eyes and listening to Ye Wenxi's charming voice, Qiao Yeming felt that his bones were about to go brittle, and his eyes became more affectionate, "Xie'er, I want to say..."

"Speaking of your uncle!"