"First lady."
Mo Shiqian holds her shoulder, and then arranges her windbreaker.
Of course, it's still his clothes.
The man's action is meticulous and attentive. Even if Chi Huan's voice repeats the three words don't touch me, he looks like he didn't hear them and takes care of his actions.
But Chi Huan's "approach" to him has not been fiercely rejected.
To be exact, she didn't have any reaction, she didn't say a word, she didn't move a moment. She was allowed to help her clean up the coat which was just wrapped but messy, and she conveniently put the hair in front of her forehead behind her ears.
Just now, a little policewoman tried to touch her, which almost made her out of control on the spot.
The tall and cold man squatted down in front of her, his fingers on her knees, his voice low and silent, "I'll send you back first?"
It's asking, but the meaning of asking is very weak.
Chi Huan still didn't speak, but her thin trembling body calmed down a lot.
He looked at her pale face and continued to ask, "is it the villa back to the pool or the apartment you live in?"
She still didn't mean to speak.
Mo Shiqian then stopped asking, leaned over her waist and lifted her whole body out of the chair.
As soon as Moxi looked cold, he tried to stop him.
Chi Huan's fine eyebrows wrinkled silently.
At the same time, the tall and straight cold man looked at him coldly, his low voice was even colder, "no less, the eldest lady said you would pick her up, why is it a wretch?"
He hugged Chi Huan, as easily as holding a small, soft and embarrassed cat, and looked at Su yabing as if he was nervous. He narrowed his eyes, and his eyebrows gradually filled with sharp satire, "I don't know what happened to Mrs. Mo, how she would be angry and blame Mrs. Yang."
Moxi's face changed a little. The man was threatening him.
He looked at Chi Huan, who was lying in the man's arms with his eyes closed and silent, and said in a cold voice, "Mo Shiqian, you are only the bodyguard of Chi Huan, responsible for protecting her personal safety. It's not up to you to talk about the affairs between her and me."
Mo Shiqian's lips were filled with a thin, cold arc, which seemed like a smile. "So, why does your ex girlfriend's current husband drive your car to pick up the eldest lady, and intend to invade her?"
So Moxi frowned, his face sank, and his tone was very bad. "I'll check this naturally."
"Need to check?"
It's Mo Xi who quickly calmed down. He made a mockery of the modesty and coldness of his eyes when he was inking, and his heart caught fire.
Mo Shi's modest and handsome face rippled with a warm smile, and said lightly, "so don't worry about it so as not to make people have some bad guesses and ideas."
Su yabing finally walked two steps forward and said, "it's nothing to do with Xigu, my husband..."
The man looked at her coldly.
Clearly just a light if nothing eyes, Su yabing was seen inexplicably heart shaking.
But moshiqian's eyes just skimmed over her, leaving a light sentence at last: "even the personal safety of fiancee can not be guaranteed, it's better not to worry about the former's business."
Said, holding the woman in her arms and striding straight out without looking at anyone.
The director, policewomen and other officers on one side looked at Moxi's cold face and looked at each other.
No matter how arrogant they have met the rich.
A bodyguard with such a cold, arrogant and frivolous attitude It's a long-term series.
So who is the fiance?
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Outside the police station, Mo Shiqian held the silent woman to the copilot without saying a word.
As soon as I closed the door, I turned around and saw a handsome man standing half a meter away who was close to his height. He looked at him and smiled, "although I said you can't work as a bodyguard for a long time, are you not a little bit astringent when you take someone's fiancee in front of so many people?"
The late autumn wind swept by.
"Ink when modest don't care about the light voice way," is it
"Do you like this little girl?"
He pulled his lips. "The woman I like can be someone else's fiancee?"
"But the woman you don't like can still be your fiancee."
Mo Shiqian didn't answer him, "anything else?"
The man's fingers flicked the ash. "I saved your eldest lady somehow. Why don't you say thank you?"
"Pay off the thank you you owe me first."
After that, I didn't want to look at him, so I walked by his side, bypassing the white Ferrari driver's seat on the front of the car.
Mo Shiqian's coat gave Chi Huan. There was only a thin dark sweater on his body, but he could not see the texture. But on his body, it was all your childe's cool and handsome.
He leaned over to the copilot, and his long, bony fingers fastened the seat belt for the woman in the seat.The man's breath is clean and cold, and the car is silent.
He stared at the silent woman. "I'm sorry tonight."
Chi Huan closed his eyes and said, "take me back to my apartment. I won't go to Chi's house."
Quiet for a moment, he asked lightly, "how to deal with that man?"
She held the man's clothes, her head on the back of the chair, closed her eyes, and murmured, "whatever you want."
Mo Shiqian squints his eyes, "OK."
The white Ferrari quickly left the police station.
On both sides of each street stand street lights to illuminate the traffic.
Mo Shiqian drives while wearing headphones to talk on the phone. His voice is clear and cold, "director Sun."
Obviously, the director recognized his voice and said politely, "is Miss Chi better?"
"Let that wretched thing out of the prison tomorrow morning."
"Ah?" The director asked unexpectedly, "yes What does Miss Chi mean? "
Ink when modest light way, "according to my words do not have trouble, director."
"But But it means Lock him in the observation center and let the other prisoners teach him a lesson. "
"There's still room for him, so let it go."
"Here..."
The director was a little embarrassed and hesitant. After all, Moxi had already said hello. But here is moshiqian. It's Chi Huan and The mayor behind Chi Huan.
Mo Shiqian smiled, "director Sun shouldn't want to disturb the mayor."
"Well, I see. I'll let it out tomorrow morning."
Hang up this phone, he long finger dialed a number to go out again.
He held the steering wheel in his hand and looked straight ahead with deep, calm eyes. "Do something for me."
On the other end of the cell phone is a lazy sexy male voice, "huh?"
"You can't die, you can't be disabled for the time being. Take care of today's garbage for me. He will be released tomorrow morning."
"What are you doing?"
Mo Shi modestly said, "how could he drive the car of Moxi for no reason? How could he know where Chi Huan is?"