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Chapter 907: The Fire of Qinglian(2/2)

She got up and walked over quickly, pulled Jiang Futing's sleeve with her hand, looked carefully, and saw that her son was not injured, she was all fine, she immediately let go and muttered, "You child, I'm so worried about me,

Don't say a call~"

Jiang Futing smiled a little, "Mom, am I back now?"

Lin Jin patted his son's shoulder lightly and said angrily: "You kid~"

"Mom, I'm a little tired and want to go up and sleep for a while~" Jiang Futing said.

Lin Jin swept away the tired expression on his son's face, a hint of distress flashed in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Okay, you go up and rest first~"

Jiang Futing nodded, "Okay~" raised his foot upstairs.

"Hey, son, I just made porridge. Do you want to drink some~" Lin Jin said.

Jiang Futing paused, turned around and turned around, curled his lips slightly, "Mom, I don't have much appetite now, so I won't eat it now~"

"Okay, go up and rest~" Lin Jin said distressedly.

Jiang Futing nodded slightly and went upstairs.

He closed the door, walked to the bed and sat down, looked stunned, took off his shoes, and lay on the bed.

Close his eyes and sighed slightly. Thinking of the cell phone he had before, he reached out to touch it, but found that it was gone.

After flipping through his two pockets, a thin piece of paper fell out, and Jiang Futing sat up all of a sudden.

Seeing the piece of paper falling from the bed, he reached out and picked it up. When he saw the pieces of paper falling from the bed, he looked slightly and it turned out to be a map.
Chapter completed!
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