Chapter 225

Mo Xin'er half opened his bleary eyes and looked at the handsome and suffocating face in front of him. Wu Nong said, "Ninth master, why did you come back so late?"

Qin Beimo holds her, kisses her forehead and says, "after the company's affairs are handled, you can have a day off tomorrow."

Mo Xin'er narrowed her eyes and said with a sweet smile, "I won't have class tomorrow, either."

The man laughs some evil four, the voice Charm: "is it?"

Mo Xin'er suddenly felt wrong. His bleary eyes suddenly opened. Looking at the handsome face of the man, he was embarrassed and said: "Ninth master, you can't mess around. I'm... Inconvenient."

Think about time, Qin Beimo's face is a little indescribable.

Mo Xin'er was embarrassed, and she couldn't help it. She didn't have it during the day. At night, when she took a bath, she found that the physiological period was so visited.

Qin Beimo's unfathomable eyes looked at her. Just now, he was still happy in his heart. This little thing was more conscious. It was because of this that he had no fear.

The next day.

Mo Xin'er sleeps till daybreak, and the devil sleeps beside her with his eyes closed.

The ninth master is out of bed today!

Mo Xin'er pursed his little mouth and watched him quietly. He was like a sleeping lion, dormant, dangerous, but tempting....

Qin Beimo actually woke up long ago, just closed his eyes and enjoyed the beautiful morning.

He knew that Mo Xin'er was looking at him. He held her slender waist and tightened it in his arms.

Mo Xin'er raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously. If there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, he asked in a low voice: "Ninth master, are you awake?"

"No Qin Beimo said with his eyes closed.

Mo Xin'er "..."

this is the way to open your eyes and tell lies!

"Ninth master, do you have a rest all day today?" Although Qin Beimo said to have a rest last night, she still wanted to make sure.

Qin Beimo opened his charming eyes, looked at the little woman and replied, "well, I have a rest all day."

"Oh." Mo Xin'er smiles sweetly and rubs like a kitten in his arms: "that's good."

"What's the matter? Where do you want to go? " Qin North Mo mouth with a smile, soft voice asked.

Mo Xin'er shook his head in his arms and said, "no, I just want to be with you."

Maybe women are a little sentimental these days. What Wen Jingxian said a few days ago, Mo xiner didn't pay attention to it.

Wen Jingxian said her fate would be worse.

She knew that not only wenjingxian, too many people were waiting to see her miserable end.

She has always convinced herself that Jiuye is so good to her. She can't live up to it. She should cherish the present and stick to her ideals in the future.

But she didn't think that one day she was really not with the ninth master, or she left the imperial garden, what a scene it would be.

When she thought about it, she felt heartache, suffocating pain.

Qin Beimo is sensitive to the fact that the little woman has something on her mind. Is it what happened in the days when he left.

He hooked her chin, let her raise her small face to look at himself, secretive eyes, not a moment to look at her bright eyes, asked: "heart, what happened?"

Mo Xin'er is stunned!

No! She just said that if she wanted to be with him, did the ninth master find any clues?

"No?" Mo Xin'er doesn't want to talk about Wen Jingxian.

Qin Beimo stared at her and said again, "do you say it yourself, or should I ask xi lie?"

Mo Xin'er sighed, the big devil's insight was too strong.

In fact, after that day, she also wanted to know how Ming Zhan happened to pass by their school. It was xi lie who sent Jiu Ye to class these days.

It must be xi lie who informs mingzhan, or simucheng, to let him come to help himself.

Mo Xin'er knows that Qin Beimo is aware of it. If she doesn't say anything, he will ask xi lie. Maybe he will ask mingzhan again.

She might as well have said it.

Mo Xin'er said slowly: "that day Shen Lingxi's mother went to school to find me. She knelt down in front of me in front of many people at the school gate and cried heartbroken. She begged me to let Shen Lingxi go."

Qin Beimo's deep eyes are watching the little woman. She has lost her parents since childhood and lacks family affection. Her gentle and quiet behavior must have touched the most sensitive part of her heart.

"Ninth master, let's forget about it. Anyway, Shen Lingxi is dead. Don't pursue the rest, OK?" Mo Xin'er looks at Qin Beimo and says.

"That's their fault." Qin Beimo's voice is cold.

"I know that I don't sympathize with her, but they have already been punished. Let it go."

Qin Beimo pursed his lips and looked at her little face. After a while, he said, "OK."

Smell speech, Mo Xin'er sweet smile.

"Well, get up." Qin Beimo said.Mo Xin'er languidly lies in his arms and looks at him: "I don't think of...

Qin Beimo is just a look in the eye...

Mo Xin'er feels the full threat, looks at the big devil and immediately says:" I'm up, just as I'm hungry. "

The devil is still angry. She'd better be careful.

Qin Beimo looks at her, small thing, the face becomes really fast.

Two people get up, after washing, time is almost noon, then directly let the servant prepare lunch.

Downstairs, always cold as a glacier, there is no expression on the face of the cloud, also revealed a trace of surprise, nine Ye unexpectedly lazy bed.

He didn't get up until nearly noon, which had never happened in the ten years before he left!

Dongfang Han glanced at the startled cloud and said with a evil smile, "it's said that Jiuye won't get up so early today. Don't you believe it?"

Jingyun got up early in the morning to report his work. He didn't expect to wait until noon!

Qin Beimo and Mo xiner come out of the elevator.

Jingyun went to the front of Qinbei Mo and nodded: "Jiuye..."

before Jingyun continued to say anything, Qinbei Mo directly interrupted: "don't disturb me today. I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Startled cloud tiny Li one eye ink heart son, bow a way: "is."

Later, Qin and Beimo went directly to the restaurant.

Dongfang Han looked at Jingyun's serious expression, but he wanted to laugh, and then he laughed.

Jingyun Lengjun's face is still expressionless. He glances at Dongfang Han indifferently and leaves.

After lunch, Qin Beimo and Mo xiner lean on the broad and soft reclining chair on the third floor balcony to bask in the sun. The weather in April is the most comfortable.

Qin Beimo is reading a book. Mo Xin'er is leaning against him, looking at the distant sky, enjoying this quiet and comfortable afternoon.

In another month, she will go to Lancashire to participate in the supercomputer competition. When she comes back, she wants to start to work for the company.

But Jiuye just wanted her to study in Imperial group for half a year. Mo Xin'er didn't quite understand what he was doing.

She hasn't figured out how to make the devil change the decision.