Qin Xiaochen looked at a large and a small two people, two faces, gradually appeared overlap.
Qin Xiaochen's face turned white unconsciously.
He suddenly felt that the fragrance coming from the side was not so good.
He felt a little bit sad!
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watching Qin Xiaochen walk out in a muddle.
Spicy bar shook his head: "what a tragedy!"
Serzier raised his hand and struck him on the forehead: "he deserves it!"
"Let go of me, I want to eat!" she snorted
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on the same day, Mo Shixuan came out of the detention center!
It's been almost a month since she was arrested. For her, it's longer than a century.
She went from panic and fear to despair and numbness!
Mo Shixuan thought that he would never come out in his life.
I didn't expect to come out in the end.
She was wearing the same clothes she was wearing when she was arrested.
This month, she is anxious and sleepless. She has been a ghost or a ghost. She once wore clothes that fit her body, empty
This month, the face has no maintenance, the skin becomes dark, rough and loose, eyes dull and dull, looks like more than ten years old.
Standing outside the detention center, the cold wind blew through his thin clothes, and she shivered with cold.
But it's just an instinctive shiver.
What really scares her is the people sitting in the car when the window comes down.
Mo Shixuan almost started to tremble instinctively!
"Come up!"
Mo Shixuan came timidly and reached for the door.
The man in the car raised his hand and covered his nose: "sit in the front!"
Mo Shixuan's body stopped and didn't dare to say anything. He quietly bypassed the copilot's door and opened it.
She tried to shrink herself into a ball and reduce her sense of existence!
"Do you know what to do later?"
"I..." Mo Shixuan opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse.
She was in detention. A few days ago, a female suspect in the same room stuffed sand into her mouth.
I have a sore throat. I haven't recovered yet. My throat is burning.
A voice came from the back seat: "trash!"
Mo Shixuan dare not look up!
Dozens of minutes later, the car turned into the old street.
Now, there are few people in the street.
The car stopped in front of Mo Yangyang's shop. The driver said, "madam, I didn't open the door. I'll see what's pasted on the door."
After the driver got down, he came back quickly: "madam, this shop has changed its address. The new shop just opened today!"
The woman in the back seat said with a low smile, "really, when the new store opens, it's time to send a gift!"
She came down the window with a gentle face.
No one else. It's Rosie.
She took a look at the shop with the notes on its door and raised her lips.
Mo Shixuan trembles even more.
She didn't expect that the person who came to Jinchuan would be Rosie!
"Ma'am, shall we go to this new address now?"
Rosie said in a soft voice, "if you want to give someone a grand opening ceremony, of course you have to buy a gift first."
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Mo Yangyang has been busy in the shop until 4 p.m. when she finally has time to come out and relax!
Her arms are almost broken.
When eating, chopsticks are almost unable to pick up.
Mo Yang Yang paralyzed in his chair and said, "if I do this every day, I have to die of fatigue. I have to change the rule. I can't have more than 100 tables a day!"
"Oh..." Xie Xize doesn't feel the same way.
"Arm out!"
Mo Yangyang: "why?"
Xie xieze: "chop it, so you don't have to bump the spoon in the future!"
That's what I said, but my hand grabbed Mo Yangyang's arm, rolled up her sleeve, poured the wine on my hand, and kneaded her arm!
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