Chapter 111

Fu Nanli has always been a person with a strong sense of time. He never does meaningless things. However, he can always get along with Wenqiao and say some irrelevant and meaningless words. He never feels that this is a waste of time.

Wenqiao realized that the atmosphere between them became ambiguous again and struggled to get up: "is master Fu so economical? I'm going to turn on the lights

He was pressed down by the man, "sit down."

The man bullies the body and comes closer and closer.

Light and shade overlapped in his deep features.

It seems that it is raining outside the window, which provides a more ambiguous atmosphere for the two people in the dark living room.

Wenqiao had countless excuses in his mind. He didn't know which one could make the young master less unhappy.

The mobile phone in my hand suddenly vibrated.

Wenqiao's mind is relaxed. Looking at the screen, it is Lu youyou's video phone call.

Lu You, you are my father!

She looked at Fu Nanli helplessly: "you long called."

Lu youyou doesn't know that she has been on the list of master Fu's pursuit twice.

Without waiting for Fu Nanli's approval, Wenqiao immediately connected to the video phone, and Lu youyou's voice came: "Qiao Qiao, are you home?"

"What's the matter?" wenjo replied uneasily

"Why is it so dark? None of the lights are on. "

Wenqiao was held in his arms by a man, too nervous to move, trying not to take the picture to him.

"Something to say."

"How can I hear two breaths? Is there anyone next to you? "

Wenqiao only felt the scalp numb. When was Lu youyou so sensitive?

"Well, little Mo is next to me."

The man's hand on her waist tightened slightly, as if dissatisfied.

Wenqiao said bravely: "you, what's the matter?"

"After you left, Shang Fan said that his song was startled by insects, and the composer was a student of our central voice. Do you know that?"

Wenqiao jaw head, of course, she knows that HAOGE should not tell Shang fan who his name is, but only tell him that the composer is in Yangyin.

"Then, a post appeared in our forum, all kinds of analysis, saying that it is possible that Mu Yue is Xu Lu."

Wenjo

"I reasonably suspect that the post was made by Xu Lu himself."

Wenjo

Xu Lu's skin is really beyond her imagination thick, but also in line with her style, Xu Lu is too fond of putting gold on his face.

Wenjo: she made it for herself again. She didn't write it. It's bound to roll over in the end

Lu youyou said: "right, she certainly didn't make it. How can she be so brazen?"

Wenjo shrugged: "she's always been like this."

At present, she doesn't want to expose Xu Lu. She doesn't want to be exposed under the flash of the media, which is not conducive to the illness of Xiaomo and Xiaochi.

When Fu Nanli saw Wenqiao and the man at the other end of the mobile phone, he seemed to talk more and more, even forgetting his existence.

"When will it be over?"

All of a sudden, he asked in a very low voice.

Wenjo froze.

Lu youyou squinted at Wenqiao: "it's not Xiaomo. Isn't Xiaomo unwilling to speak? I seem to hear men talking

Wenqiao also want to break the chi, Fu Nanli took the mobile phone, said in a deep voice: "it's me."

Wenjo's outstretched hand hung in the air, and finally gave up the struggle.

Oh, forget it.

Lu youyou panicked. His mobile phone fell to the ground, and then respectfully said, "young master, I'm sorry to disturb your two people's time. I'll hang up now."