Xiao Jiuping is lying at the end of the corridor. The long, curled eyelashes are low and low, like no anger.

A large group of bodyguards are surrounded by them, one by one.

Xiao Yi seems to have nothing to worry about, staring coldly at the small nine on the ground, and his toes licked her. "Did you die?"

When his mouth was poisoned, he was also similar to Luo Yibei, and he spoke particularly badly.

A group of bodyguards behind him had cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Give me the breath!" is another glimpse.

Xiao Jiu is so big, small, about three years old.

Her delicate little man, it is the parents holding the palm of his hand, the three parents and six baby to the bones.

However, when I came to the Luo family, I almost lost a little bit of life, and I was treated like a night dog like a small dog on the roadside.

The bodyguards standing next to them all couldn’t stand it, and the heart was always squatting after Xiao Yi’s foot.

Xiao Yi had no expression on her face from beginning to end. She turned around around the small nine and squatted in front of her, helping her to tie the neckline of the little dress.

He knows a lot about common sense in life, especially in terms of self-help, all of which are the credits of Luo Xi and Luo Yibei.

Still did not respond, and held her hand on the chest of Xiaojiu, helping her to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

His every move, calm and not messed up, the line has not been messed up.

It's hard to imagine a five-year-old child encountering a life-threatening thing, and doing things can be calmer than many adults.

Xiaojiu’s eyes are always closed, like, if they are closed, they will never open.

Xiao Yi helped her to do several cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Xiaoyi’s brow wrinkled, her eyes glanced at her pale, bloodless face, and she took it back. Then, in front of someone at the place, she made a move that shocked everyone.

The fingertips pinched Xiao Ji’s chin, and his lips aligned directly with her lips.

In the direction of the crowd, Luo Yibei and Fang Chi Xia got a message and walked over with a group of people.

When they arrived at the bow, the crowd automatically opened a way for the two.

"What happened?" Luo Yi north facelessly came to the center of the crowd, his eyes fainted to Xiao Yi lying on the ground.

Xiao Yi’s lips have been glued to the lips of Xiao Jiu, and they are all attached.

The awkward voice made him groan, and all the movements stopped.

"Xiao Yi, what are you doing?" Fang Chixia followed Luo Yibei, and looked suspiciously in his direction.

Xiaoyi had been bullying for so long, and his face had always been very calm, and he hadn’t changed from start to finish.

However, Luo Yibei and Fang Chi Xia Yi appeared, the small milk bag facing the faces of the two people, suspected of a shallow blush.

He was a little embarrassed, calmed his face, and unwillingly removed his gaze. However, if he said it, his tone would still not change. "I am helping her to return a little life."

He spoke in a special way, and he found that Fang Chi Xia had a point to smoke him.

However, Luo Yibei is very maintenance of this.

Lifting his chin lightly, he even showed his appreciation to Xiao Yi without any disguise.

He does not care that Xiao Yi is not a sinner, his son, living like him is his greatest pride.

The young master of the Luo family does not care who is offended.

Just, seeing the small nine lying on the ground, Luo Yi North lip corner of the arc has been closed.

"Let's have a chat!"