Chapter 816

Seeing off Zheng Meijia, Chi Wan takes out her mobile phone and sends a message to Wen mo.

When you come back in the evening, please take ah Qing with you. 】

[OK. 】

in the evening, Wen Qing and Wen Mo return to Jinxiu Garden together, looking around warily.

Wen Mo looked at him and said with a smile, "as for guarding against her like a thief?"

The thief's lips are more terrible than the green skin

Wen Muren thought, "the flower picker?"

“……” Wen Qing's eyes narrowed, "boss, I declare in advance that if my sister-in-law pits me, you will help me, right?"

Wen Mo said the lie seriously, "brother, I will help you after such a long time."

Soon, Wen Er Shao hit his handsome face impolitely.

"To the Arc de Triomphe? Sister in law, can you find a more decent excuse... "

Wen Qingyi on the wall, a little helpless, a little funny, "boss, it's your turn."

Chi Wan's face sank, and an eye knife flew by and stabbed Wen Mo's face.

Thinking of the cold guest room, Wen Er Shao's face did not change, calm and leisurely, and gave the general answer of "ah Qing, what she said is true, you do it."

Wen Qing

I said I would help? Damn, the boat of friendship has capsized!

Late satisfaction raised a little smile, injured nearly a month she has barely able to speak.

"Ah Qing I I have a little pain in my tongue... "

Wen Qing helped to help the forehead, completely compromised, "OK, I'll go, sister-in-law, don't say anything, take good care of yourself."

With that, he left reluctantly.

Wen Mo sat in front of the bed and flicked his fingers on his forehead. "Can you do less exercise?"

Chi Wan shook his sore wrist and took a pen to write again.

If you don't let me go out and work, I'm suffocating. Don't you allow me to be addicted to matchmaker? 】

Wen Mo rubbed her forehead and said, "OK, you can do whatever you want. You can't do it."

When he went to take a bath, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zheng Meijia.

[late: your express is being delivered. You can sign for it right away. 】

[Zheng Meijia: (づ￣ 3 ￣) づ thank you, express girl! 】

Wen Qing knows who will be waiting for him at the destination without asking. He holds the steering wheel in one hand and a slender cigarette in the other, looking lazy.

Is what he said not clear enough?

Why is that woman so dead hearted.

At the destination, Wen Qing parks the car, throws the key to the doorman, and walks directly into the Arc de Triomphe from the VIP channel.

In front of the designated room, he saw that the door was open, his fingertips pushed gently and skillfully, and then went in.

It was dark in the room. It seemed that there was no one.

"Come out!"

“……” No one answered.

He impatiently pressed the switch, and the crystal lamp on the roof suddenly lit up, emitting a faint yellow and soft light.

At the same time, music broke out.

Smell green eyebrow tip a pick, toes a hook to take the door, face with a playful smile.

He wants to see what the hell she's up to!

In such a large space, the ground is covered with fresh rose petals. In the most central area, there is a round black hole, in which there is light flickering, and the music comes from there.

Wen Qing leans against the wall and lights a cigarette lazily.

Under his gaze, the silver metal platform in the cave rises slowly and appears in his sight a little bit