Chapter 109

"Sit down." Junzhimu shoves her into a taxi and specially pulls on her seat belt. This is not junzhimu's car. He is not at ease with these "outsiders".

The driver in the driver's seat felt great pressure. Although he didn't know the two passengers, the man glanced at him. His cold eyes seemed to make him drive honestly and not make any mistakes.

"How about the legs?"

The car starts slowly. Junzhimu sits beside her and looks at her legs with a slight frown.

Maybe it's because Qiao bao'er played a hooligan just now. Her feat of sitting directly on the road surprised Jun Zhimu. She thought that she was pregnant and her foot cramps were very urgent. Even the driver of Jun's family didn't wait and went back by taxi.

Qiao bao'er is a little embarrassed by him.

With a guilty heart, she lowered her head and was thinking about how to deceive her. Suddenly, when her mobile phone rang, she felt refreshed and immediately took out her mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

"Dear, have you met your shepherd?" It's Mr. Jun calling.

Qiao Baoer is a little strange, truthfully replied, "yes, we are going back together."

The old man on the other end of the mobile phone heard her and didn't ask any more. He began to teach, "if you encounter any trouble in the future, tell him directly that he is your husband..."

"Grandfather, what happened?" Qiao bao'er really doesn't understand.

"He didn't tell you? I heard that you wanted to borrow money. I was in a hurry to call you and drove out to find you... "

Inexplicably, Qiao Baoer's cheek is a little red again, "isn't he passing by?"

"He came to you on purpose."

Mr. Jun threw down a sentence heavily, and felt that these two people really... Hum, no matter what they have been doing for years, it's really frustrating.

The phone was interrupted by the old man. Qiao bao'er looked at the screen of the phone in a dazed way, and his brain was in a mess.

And the man around her can vaguely hear their mobile phone conversation, light pursed lips, eyes staring at her side face, some words want to say and stop.

"How about the legs?" He asked again and again in a complicated tone.

Qiao Baoer lowered his head, some did not dare to look directly at his hot line of sight, two long legs shook, "I'm ok."

Jun Zhi Mu looked at her childish action of shaking her legs and raised her thin lips with a smile.

As a matter of fact, Qiao Baoer's pregnancy is better than he expected. At present, she is not pregnant and vomiting, and she is occasionally picky about food. Unlike some pregnant women who are depressed and irritable, she doesn't act like a coqueter. In sum, she is still quite "good.".

"Next month, I'll hand over my work to Xiao Jie, and I'll be at home with you later." He suddenly changed the subject in a flat voice.

After hearing what he said, Qiao bao'er looked up in amazement and looked directly at him.

Like being flattered, he stuttered, "I, I'm very good at home, grandfather, they are very good to me, don't bother..."

He looked at the tension on her face, frowning slightly, and wanted to say something.

But suddenly, the Mu son of King stagnates, the voice eagerly urges toward the driver, "turn right!"

Jun Zhimu's voice just fell, and the driver who was driving looked at the inverted mirror with a stunned expression.

There is a white Bentley behind them. It seems to be crazy. It's driving at a super speed and it's rushing towards them

The driver seems to be in a panic. He wants to brake and avoid. His hands are shaking and he turns the steering wheel

The car suddenly made a big turn, and Qiao bao'er in the car whirled around and turned pale.

But he still didn't avoid the white Bentley behind him. Qiao bao'er opened his eyes wide and looked at the strong light reflected by the back mirror. The car flashed a familiar face. It was Yi sichen

He was drunk, his face was ferocious, and his red eyes were full of blood. He grasped the steering wheel and drove his horsepower to the full. "Junzhimu, you go to die --"

She was so scared that her mind was blank. She looked at the moment of death in panic and didn't know what to do.

"Put your head in your hands."

She couldn't hear it clearly. She only saw Jun Zhimu with an anxious face. She rushed to her and hugged her tightly

Bang——

There was a loud noise. The car was hit by the huge impact force and flew off the guardrail on the left side of Huanshan expressway. It flipped under the hillside and everything was in chaos.

Finally, it stopped. The metal shell of the car was destroyed and deformed, and the wheels were up.

Under the dark mountain road, a bloody smell of liquid gushed from the scrap iron car

"... is it hurt?"

For a long time, a hoarse voice came out of the narrow, suffocating space.

Serious deformation of the car, Qiao Baoer brain is dizzy, but not seriously injured, because he rushed to her body, almost for her to block all the impact.

Here is the hillside of the expressway. It's very dark. She can't see Jun Zhimu's face clearly, but she can hear his low and hoarse voice.

"I, I'm not hurt."

Her heart is full of panic, but he is in front of her, her consciousness is a little vague, constantly tell yourself to calm down, it's going to be OK, weak to answer.

The driver in front didn't move. He couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

There was a dead silence all around, and the thick blood was very uncomfortable. Her body could not help shaking. She wanted to struggle out of the car and yell, but tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

At this moment, panic, confusion, she really do not know how to do.

"Don't be afraid, someone will come soon..." his deep and familiar voice came from his ear.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if touching the tears on her cheek with his last strength, as if comforting and encouraging her.

She raised her hand and hugged him in fear, but suddenly, Qiao bao'er felt some salty liquid on her lips. She knew it wasn't her tears, it was blood

That Gu Gu's blood drips from his forehead to her face

Her face was pale, her hand was stiff, and her backhand was holding his big hand quickly, cold.

"The shepherd of the king"

"Junzhimu, what's the matter with you..."

The tears in the corner of her eyes are more turbulent, and the panic makes her breathe disorderly. He is always so strong, and he will never have an accident

But now, when he was so close to her, she found that Jun Zhimu's skin was cold and almost had no body temperature

"Jun Zhi mu, Jun Zhi mu, wake up, don't scare me, you should tell me, ok..."

"The shepherd of the king"

She kept calling his name in a low voice, some pleading, suppressing fear, but he never responded to her.

"Don't --"

"Help, help --"

She screamed and tried to climb out to find someone to help, but she had no strength and couldn't break free. Help, someone to help him

Help——

I don't know how long later, the narrow car was full of suffocation and death. When she closed her eyes powerlessly, everything seemed to be dead

Some eager footsteps

Her brain was shaken, dizzy and unconscious, but she was sure that there were footsteps coming this way

"Baby..."