Chapter 1101

Gong Yueze also realized that his words were ambiguous. He quickly touched his nose, covered his blushing cheek and said, "I mean..."

Fortunately, the light was dim at this time, and his ruddy cheeks could not be seen at all.

The round and bright eyes are looking at Gong Yueze deeply.

Gong Yueze's heart is more and more empty.

"No, I mean..."

Fang Yuan nodded and said with a smile: "I know what you mean. Mr. Gong, you don't have to say... "

Gong Yueze was surprised and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

Does Fang Yuan really know what he means.

He was in a state of panic, but there was some joy in his heart.

Fear Fang Yuan know his meaning, secretly happy Fang Yuan know his meaning.

"Yes, I know. Thank you. As Mo Jincheng's best friend, you are still on my side when it comes to right and wrong."

Fang Yuan wiped the tears off his face and explained, "I was moved to see the children's performance."

Gong Yueze looks at Fang Yuan's eyes and wants to raise his hand to wipe the light out of her eyes.

But before I could raise my hand, there was a gust of wind around me. A figure quickly pulled Fang Yuan's hand to the door.

It's almost there, and everyone hasn't seen the scene clearly.

After waiting for the wind to pass, everyone fixed their eyes and found that the empty position was Fangyuan and mojincheng.

The audience immediately began to talk, "what's the matter? Why did Mo Da go out with Fang Yuan? "

"I don't know?"

"It's like a sudden thing."

"It's like Fang Yuan is talking. Maybe it's so noisy that Mo dada threw it out directly."

"Oh -"

only an Qing, who is sitting beside Mo Jincheng, knows that this is not the case at all.

Just now she was about to talk to brother Mo, but brother Mo's eyes suddenly became very terrible, like a beast, staring at Fang Yuan.

When she was secretly happy, she thought that brother Mo finally saw Fang Yuan's beautiful side, but she didn't expect that the next second, brother Mo would pull Fang Yuan out directly.

She's mad!

Even if my grandfather is ill, can't you control brother Mo?

An Qing really doesn't understand what's good about that woman.

Mo Jincheng pulls him to the square of the door, with a face full of force.

The next second, overbearing kiss heavily covered the cherry red lips.

Fang Yuan's breath was completely taken away.

"Well Mo Jincheng... "

Fangyuan's weak hands desperately against Mo Jincheng's chest, want to open the distance between them.

But no matter how hard she tries, Mo Jincheng still clings to her body.

His breath is terrifying and burning, like a mountain of fire.

Constantly burning in the square body.

The oppressive atmosphere makes the surrounding temperature seem to be under the iceberg.

Fang Yuan didn't understand why he seemed very angry.

She should be the one who is obviously angry.

A lingering kiss finally ended, Fang Yuan gasped and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Why are you so angry?

She's not angry yet?

Mo Jincheng stares at Fangyuan's eyes. His dark pupils are like shining cat's eyes in the night sky. They emit a dim light: "I don't like you to be so close to other men!"

Seeing her talking with Gong Yueze, I don't know why the position of her chest is so stuffy. It seems that a bomb is tied up and it will explode at any time.

He knew that he was his best brother and friend, but he was still uncomfortable.

Fang Yuan wants to laugh. It seems that he doesn't know that Mr. Gong is gay.

Sure enough, Mr. Gong really kept it from everyone.

Also, although the domestic concept has become more and more open in recent years, it has not been accepted by the whole society.

So it's natural that he didn't.

Think of Gong Yueze said, even Mo Jincheng can't say.

"Then I don't like you with anqing either."

At the thought of him and anqing sitting together, Fangyuan's heart began to bubble.

Mo Jin Cheng's face finally peeps out a tiny smile: "originally you care in the heart."

There's nothing to say.

When she doesn't care.

"Of course I care. You are my husband!"

"Husband?" Mo Jincheng holds Fang Yuan's chin and slightly raises her chin, so that she has no way to escape.

Cut water eyes, shining in the moonlight.

Fang Yuan wants to avoid Mo Jincheng's eyes in a hurry, but finds that there is no way to escape."Let go."

That's true.

It's all a slip of the tongue.

"One more shout!" Mo Jincheng likes her coy appearance when she calls her husband. It's like a flower in bud that attracts people's love.

Fang Yuan insisted, "no!"

She grabbed Mo Jincheng's collar: "you haven't told me why you are here with an Qing? What's more, why do people hold your arm? "

Now I think of the scene just now, Fang Yuan wants to bite Anqing's fingers.

But Mo Jincheng frowned. Her pretty eyes looked at Fang Yuan suspiciously: "take my arm?"

Who? When did it happen.

"Roar, I saw all of them. You still want to lie. When you came in just now, didn't an Qing hold your arm?"

Hum! I still want to lie. Fortunately, she just went out.

Otherwise, I really don't know these two people are so close.

Looking at his wife's face full of jealousy, Mo Jincheng gently smiles and prints a mark on her lips: "you said at that time. When I saw you, I was nervous. When I thought about it, I forgot to tell you that I was worried that you were jealous..."

At that time, he was worried about whether Fangyuan would be furious.

As a result, this little girl is not jealous, but also with other men Talking and laughing!

Fang Yuan said: "how do you know I'm not jealous?"

He didn't notice when she was jealous.

Mo Jincheng smiles: "ha ha, I know my daughter-in-law is the most knowledgeable daughter-in-law in the world."

Fang Yuan glanced at Mo Jincheng: "what happened in the end?"

Mo Jincheng tells Fang Yuan about his grandfather's illness.

"Anqing means that grandfather is ill because he is angry. He is angry because of our marriage. So, in the final analysis, it's because our marriage makes grandfather unhappy. In this way, the answer to this question is that we divorce."

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng and holds his collar tightly, trying to find a safe answer in his eyes.

Mo Jincheng's taut face is like a thread in the moonlight, and his forehead nods gently.

It's like a verdict.