"The door is not locked." Li Yifei's voice came from the door, and the saint's heart beat. Although she was multifaceted and had a good heart, she still didn't know how to face Li Yifei in this matter. Although this matter was not caused by her, it was because of her.

Li Yifei's voice was very calm, and he couldn't hear any anger or something else. In short, as before, the Saint stabilized his mind and gently pushed open the door. As the crack opened, the Saint saw Li Yifei sitting on the sofa with his shirtless eyes, and also saw a stroller next to him. The scene inside the car was invisible, but the Saint knew that it was his child.

The saint walked in, turned around and closed the door gently, and came to Li Yifei slowly without any rushing steps.

Stopped two or three meters in front of Li Yifei, the saint felt a little guilty in his eyes. Although Li Yifei's naked upper body was not injured, the saint still saw some faint marks on his shoulders and arms, which were probably left by the dark maid.

Li Yifei was also looking at her, still bright and charming. Perhaps because of guilt, she looked a little pitiful, less charming and more...realistic.

"I'm sorry!" After a brief silence, the saint spoke, her hands stirred together and placed behind her, showing inner entanglement and confusion. The apology was not loud. Perhaps this was the first time she apologized for such an old age.

Li Yifei stared at the saint, his face gradually calmed down. Hearing her apology, he shook his head slowly and said, "Although you are wrong, you can't blame you all."

"It's because of me after all..."

Li Yifei raised one hand, signaled the saint to stop, and then said, "If you only want to say this, then there is no need to come, what do you think?"

The saint bit his lower lip, slowly let go, and then bite it again. Then he heard Li Yifei say, "Sit down, there is no need to say anything about apologizing, we all understand. The matter has come to an end now. You have also said that the jihad organization will not send people to harass and stop me again, and I don't plan to pursue it for the time being."

The saint nodded slightly and was about to speak when he heard Li Yifei say a little self-deprecatingly: "After all, I have a family and a career now. If I face such a huge organization, if I openly fight with them, I will be a bit of an arm to block the car."

"Yifei, you..." The saint became even more entangled and felt very uncomfortable when he heard it.

"Okay, I can't say these words to others or complain to you. You have to listen to them, but you don't have to take them to heart. I've said it's complaining." Li Yifei said, grinning.

The saint sniffed, feeling that her eyes were a little hot, and an indescribable emotion lingered in her heart. No matter what, the man sitting opposite was her lover. If he had caused such a big deal, he could comfort himself for a few words, and the saint felt warm in his heart.

She walked carefully to the stroller and saw that the child had fallen asleep. Her long eyelashes occasionally trembled, and she looked very similar to Li Yifei. The saint was even a little distracted at this moment. If she lost, would she also take care of her husband and children with Li Yifei in the future and give birth to a cute baby? It is said that the mixed-race children are more beautiful and will integrate each other's excellent genes.

This little distraction made her cheeks hot. She calmed down and wanted to reach out to touch the child, but she didn't dare. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the child. At least, the people in the organization did not abuse the child, but took care of him carefully. On the way here, the saint also asked the elder, but did not make things difficult for a child, and sent several people to take care of the child.

"Just just after eating and drinking, I started to sleep. By the way, I had six teeth, two on top and four on bottom." Li Yifei said as if showing off.

The saint turned his head and looked at Li Yifei, nodded vigorously, and lowered his voice and said, "It's great. In a while, I will call him mom and dad."

"I already know it. When he was talking to Meng Xin just now, he called out to mom. I guess the mothers at home are crying with emotion." Li Yifei said.

The saint also smiled on her face. Although she had never been a mother, she was a little yearning for her at this moment. Of course, under normal circumstances, the saint of the jihad organization could not be a mother. She would have to contribute to the organization for the rest of her life, defeat the inner demons, and complete the advancement. Perhaps, she would be an exception?

Li Yifei smiled, glanced at the box, and asked, "What is inside?"

The saint looked back and explained in a low voice: "It was some children's supplies that I asked to prepare when I came, but... I don't know your clothes without you wearing..."

"It's okay, I just fought and my clothes were rotten." Li Yifei said.

The black air was full of corrosiveness. Li Yifei's pants were now even worse than beggars, but he couldn't wait for the saint naked.

The saint nodded, looked out the window and said, "It was her own fault."

"Of course, if she simply blocks me, I will not kill me, but she wants to kill me, so I can't let her kill me." Li Yifei said lightly.

The saint's heart was shaking. Although she had thought about this possibility when she came, she still felt a little shocked when she said it from Li Yifei's mouth. A few seconds later, the saint figured out the reason, smiled faintly, and said, "So you have also seen that the organization is not peaceful, but also full of calculating."

"These are considered complaints, just talk about it here, don't say it when you go back!" Li Yifei pointed to the saint and said.

"Of course, I know." The saint was in a much better mood. Just now, Li Yifei complained and complained to her, but now she replied with a few more complaints, and the embarrassment between the two was relieved a lot.

"What's going on with her black air? You have it too?" Li Yifei asked immediately.

The saint shook his head and said, "I don't. Although we were both candidates for saints at the time, the organization would not allow the corresponding exercises at that time. Only after being elected by the saint and the dust settled, can we practice higher-level exercises. The exercises I practiced are called "The Great Saint Sutra". The candidates who failed can choose to be an ordinary person or become people in the organization. For example, she is the best one. Practice a kind of exercise that few people in the organization are qualified to practice, called "Heart of Death". The process is very difficult and requires a lot of pain."

Li Yifei raised his eyebrows and said, "It's better not to practice this kind of exercise. No one is human, no ghost is not ghost."

"Yeah." The saint did not continue on this topic, but turned around and walked back, opened the box she brought, which contained the children's clothes, milk powder bottles and other supplies. They were all brand new. After taking it out, the saint did not rush to put it next to the child, but walked to the kitchen with the bottle and wait for things, boiled hot water, and disinfected the bottle and other things.

"You know this again?" Li Yifei asked with some surprise.

"No!" The saint replied honestly: "But when I came just now, I asked someone!"

"Haha, I'm sorry." Li Yifei smiled.

The two of them stayed for about half an hour, and their son was still sleeping soundly. Li Yifei and the Saint stood in front of the window and said, "So can I go back smoothly?"

"Yes... they won't make things difficult for you anymore, at least before we decide the winner, otherwise... I would rather die!" The saint said, Li Yifei had no doubt that she would really choose like this, so he said: "How good is to live, if you die, you will be a handful of dust. You can also bring a message. If you don't play these evil people, you will deal with me openly and openly, and I will continue to do anything. If you get angry, I will give up nothing. I will also let the jihad organization be skinned."

If the jihadist organization continues to force Li Yifei, he has even thought about it and let his family live in the army, or places like Beijing. I believe that no matter how rampant the jihadist organization is, he will not dare to go to these places to cause trouble. Otherwise, it would be a blatant provocation of a country, and no matter how powerful the organization is, it would not dare to do this.

Furthermore, the United States is not just a jihadist organization, and there will be no fewer organizations behind the scenes. If you get angry, Li Yifei will have to jump over the wall...

The saint also knew that she looked at Li Yifei gently and said, "No, I promise, if such a thing happens, it's better not to be a saint, I."

"Haha!" Li Yifei laughed loudly. Seeing the saint wink at him, Li Yifei immediately remembered that the child was still sleeping. He quickly stopped laughing, approached the saint, and said with a slight voice: "The power of love is indeed great."

The hot air blew into his ears and cheeks. The saint shrank his neck slightly, and felt his face getting hot. I don’t know if it was shy or because Li Yifei blew the hot air.

No matter what, this conversation was ideal, and things were also moving in a good direction.

"Go back and settle for a while, and you can adjust it. When you are ready, let's play another game. This time there is no other impact. I believe we can focus on it." Li Yifei was silent for a while, then said.

The saint's eyebrows stretched out. She had just imitated Li Yifei, with her hands behind her back, scratched her fingers on the palm of her other hand, and then said, "Okay, gentleman's words."

Li Yifei turned his head and looked at the saint and said, "You are a woman."

"Then I will keep my word!" the saint raised his face and said.

"Okay, it's hard to chase!" Li Yifei said.

After the conversation, since the jihadist organization had no intention of making things difficult for Li Yifei, he was not worried for the time being, so he didn't have to leave in a hurry, but asked his family to send a plane. Li Yifei would wait for a long time.

The saint was also about to go back. Li Yifei suddenly remembered something. He took out his cell phone and called Liang Wei. The phone rang for a while, but it didn't connect. Li Yifei called Yi Meier again. This time the other party connected, but Yi Meier's anxious voice came and shouted: "Uncle, I won't tell you first, something happened to Vivian!"
Chapter completed!