Chapter 1185: Is anyone here

Song Yiyan glanced at her contemptuously, quite gloating, this stinky girl, she's so good! She said she was afraid of her dad. Seeing her like this, she is actually not afraid of her dad at all!
"Miss Song." Jiang Zhe looked at Song Yiyan and asked politely: "I don't know if I can trouble you to go in and take a look."
"Uncle Si, you are too polite, just call me Yanyan." Song Yiyan stepped back, and she was afraid that it might not be a good thing to go in between the husband and wife. She smiled chastely: "Go in. If it does, I think it’s better to forget it."
"I didn't mean that." Jiang Zhe knew that she had misunderstood: "I will take you in to see if my second brother's situation has stabilized."
Song Yiyan was relieved. She was responsible for the second uncle’s illness. She should be responsible for the patient she took over. She was also a little worried, "Let’s just go in, can we?"
It's okay to go in and take a look, as long as she doesn't let her take the lead alone, she can say anything.
While talking here, Huo Xiao and the others returned with Xiao Qi.
Nangong Lengyu was afraid that Nangonglun and Huo Xiao would go out and quarrel again. After they separated from Huo Ci and the others, he went to look for them. When he came in with Xiaoqi in his arms, he glanced at the people in the living room and his eyes condensed suddenly. , Suddenly had a bad feeling: "Where is Ruoshui?"
Huo Ci pointed at Ling Sheng with fire-breathing eyes, and bit his posterior teeth: "Ask your dear daughter!"
"I didn't mean it." Ling Sheng was aggrieved and cried, and there was no end to it, always being fierce to her.
After Nangong Lengyu knew the situation, he sighed and looked at Song Yiyan and said, "Yanyan, I will take you in."
If Shui has always had a strong sixth sense, she might have discovered the abnormality when she walked in. The man she loves most is in the same space as her, and she must have sensed it.
Shengsheng and Yanyan are both Ma Daha, very nervous, in front of the delicate Ruo Shui, they are incomparable, and they are not to blame.
Song Yiyan obediently followed Nangong Lengyu to see what Yan Yuan was doing now.
As soon as the two arrived at the door, they heard the man inside, anxiously shouting hoarsely: "Is anyone there? Is anyone out there?"
Nangong Lengyu's face suddenly sank, and he hurried to push the door, but couldn't open it, and called Ling Sheng: "Sheng Sheng, take the key."
"The key may have fallen inside." Song Yiyan remembered. After Sheng Sheng pulled out the key, she put it on the table in the bedroom.
"Yu'er, come in quickly." Yan Yuanfei heard Nangong Lengyu's voice, and after another shout, looked at the woman who had passed out on the ground with distress, struggling to get out of bed.
Obviously she was so close, she was right in front of him, and he wanted to hug her so much, but he couldn't even control his body at the very least.
For the first time, he hated his own uselessness. What use is his own useless body? What's the use of asking for it!
He didn't know when she came in. He opened his eyes and met her crying red and swollen apricot eyes. He looked at him calmly, curled his lips and smiled at him, and then slowly fell to the ground.
The key was left in the bedroom by Ling Sheng, and there was no spare key at home.
When Huo Ci bang kicked the door open, he saw the man on the bed moving his body anxiously, urgently, and rolling directly to the ground.