Chapter 125

But it turns out that Mo Xiuchen didn't take his money for nothing.

Just then, the elevator door opened.

Mo Qingling didn't want to talk to Yiyi either. She pushed her to the elevator and said, "hurry up, I'm going to be hungry."

Song Zhicheng looks at them, smiles and follows them closely.

"I'll go back to the office and change my clothes later. You'll wait for me in the garage." Song Zhicheng said slowly.

The slender finger stretched out, pressed the number three, and quickly retracted.

Mo Qingling chicken pecked the rice and nodded, "good! Hurry up. "

"Five minutes." Song Zhicheng said with a smile.

As his words fell, the elevator came to the third floor, and the door opened slowly.

Song Zhicheng is about to walk out. Then he stops, takes out the car key from his pocket and hands it to Mo Qingling. Then he goes out.

The speed of the city of song is very fast. It takes five minutes to arrive.

After getting on the bus, song Zhicheng fastened his seat belt, glanced at Wen Yiyi in the back seat from the rearview mirror, turned his eyes to see Mo Qingling in the front passenger seat, "what do you want to eat?"

Mo Qingling awoke for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know. Whatever. I'm so hungry that I can't do it now."

With that, Mo Qingling looked back at the man in the back seat, "little sheep, what do you want to eat?"

Wen Yiyi is thinking about something, heard Mo Qingling's voice, perfunctory, did not speak.

When Mo Qingling saw her like this, she turned her lips and muttered. She was too lazy to speak.

I drove to the restaurant near the hospital and asked for a private room. The waiter brought in the menu and Mo Qingling began to order.

Ordered two crawfish, Mo Qingling licked his lips, looked at Wen Yiyi and song Zhicheng, "do you want a crawfish?"

Wen Yiyi shook his head, "no need."

Mo Qingling had no choice but to look at the city of song, "come, come?"

Song Zhicheng looks at her with a smile and shakes his head.

"None of them?" Mo Qingling's face is full of gills. "I'll eat it myself..."

The three had dinner, and it was about seven forty in the evening.

Mo Qingling sits lazily on the chair and refuses to go.

In fact, she also wanted to go, but just now she ate too much and had a full stomach. She got up all the time and had a stomachache.

Rubbing the stomach of slight pain, Mo Qingling's face is full of plaintive expression, muttering in a low voice: "I knew I would not eat so much, it's good to support!"

It's killing her.

Waiting for the waiter to deliver the packaged food to Mengxia, the three men got up and went out of the restaurant.

Song Zhicheng drove them to the gate of the hospital, watched their figure disappear at the gate, and then drove to the direction of Nancheng.

About two hours before ten o'clock, Mo Qingling sat in the ward. After a while, he couldn't sit still.

She stood up, shook her long hair and said, "little sheep, I'll go out for a while and come back to you at ten."

Wen Yiyi is talking to Xiang Mengxia. He hears Mo Qingling say so. He thinks about it and nods, "OK, remember to be safe when you go out."

Mo Qingling nodded, "Auntie, I'll go out first."

Xiang Mengxia nodded and watched her leave with a smile.

As soon as Mo Qingling left, the ward was quiet.

Wenyiyi and she said these days happened, in addition to his and Mo Xiuchen that did not say, other almost said.

Xiang Mengxia listened to her, eating rice in her mouth, but it was just like eating like chewing like wax.

Song Zhicheng gave her that u disk, she took advantage of Wen Yiyi and they go to dinner together of this period of time, saw.