Muzi leaned against the door, arms in both hands, "I this is, disturb two love, old love rekindled?"
"Get out."
Mo Beiting scolded coldly, and his sharp eyes fell on Muzi, which could form a layer of ice.
Lip angle sinking, hook out two thin cool radian!
Even when Mo Beiting swept the bloody man in the army, his legs and feet trembled, and Muzi was also counselled. But she just wanted to run Chen Baimo, and she didn't want Mo Beiting to be happy, "sanshao, if you steal food and are caught, you don't want to kill people, do you? Don't scare me. I've come to see Miss Chen. How can I say she's an old friend? She's both cutting and sewing. I'm sorry if I don't come. "
Chen Baimo frowned. She knew Muzi, the waiter of Royal No.1.
How could she know such a person? "I don't know you, and I don't need you to visit. Go out."
"But I've heard Miss Chen's name like thunder. I just didn't expect that such a famous person as Miss Chen would be interested in being someone else's junior."
Mo Beiting's already ugly face was suddenly gloomy to the extreme. He looked at Muzi, and Zhan's cold eyes flashed over her face: "don't let me ask you to go out."
Even if he has no feelings for Yiqiao, he will not cheat, and will not allow others to humiliate Chen Baimo with such reasons.
Muzi didn't plan to go in. She just wanted to make them unhappy and achieve her goal. Naturally, she didn't want to stay more. She turned around and left!
Out of the hospital, the first one called Yiqiao, "Yiqiao, I saw Mo Beiting that bastard in the hospital. He told the nurse that he was Chen Baimo's family member, and they were really broken bowls with broken lids, a nest of snakes and mice."
Yi Qiao is practicing yoga, breathing a little panting, smell speech, just "en" a.
"What are you doing?"
"Yoga, breast enhancement."
“……”
It's time to do yoga.
Muzi didn't believe it. Mo Beiting came to find Chen Baimo. Yi Qiao didn't notice!
It's time. At that time, he should just send Yiqiao home.
"You're going to practice a pair of big chest weapons and suffocate Mo Beiting, aren't you?"
“……”
Yi Qiao lay on the yoga mat, took a gentle breath and said slowly: "Muzi, I seem to..."
She didn't know how to describe her present state of mind, so she said it very slowly, "I seem to have walked into a dead end, I want to avenge Lu Yan, I want to let Chen Baimo have nothing, but there is a wall in front of me, I don't know how to get out."
Muzi is not a psychotherapist, and her education is not high. I don't understand her metaphorical and artistic description.
"What do you want to do?"
What should I do?
She just doesn't know.
It's ten days later to see Mo Beiting again. He comes back to get something and meets Yi Qiao who is going out.
Both of them were stunned.
Mo Beiting pursed his lower lip and explained subconsciously, "I've been..."
Yi Joe looked at the time, almost and his mouth: "sorry, please, I'm in a hurry."
The man's whole body's atmosphere suddenly colds down, the vision is not good to stare at Yi Qiao, will "business trip" two words swallow back.
Yi Qiao walked away, and the door behind him slammed shut. Mo Beiting smashed the car key on the tea table and stepped into the room.
He has been to the United States these days. He hasn't changed his clothes for two days after more than ten hours on the plane and the last day in the United States.
Open the wardrobe, it is full of Shen Yiqiao's clothes. In the lattice, her underwear, underwear, chest stickers and accessories are full.
Mo Beiting stared at the pile of clothes with a smile. A minute later, he reached out and took out all the things that belonged to Shen Yiqiao, throwing them all over the bed!
……
After Yi Qiao got on the bus, she thought that there was something she didn't take. She twisted her eyebrows and didn't want to go back, but it was very important. She had no choice but to fold it back.
Into the bedroom, to see the mess of the bed, she opened her mouth incredulously.
Open the closet, inside, Mo Beiting's clothes hanging neat, her things are not left, all were turned out and thrown on the bed.
Yi Qiao is a person who doesn't like to clean up, and doesn't like others to touch her private property. She made great determination to make these clothes and accessories like this.
Now, it's all ruined by Mo Beiting
She felt the fire in her heart. When she saw that the door of the bathroom was open, she pushed the door and went, "Mo Beiting, what do you mean..."
Yi Qiao's mouth was half open, and a stream of heat "coaxed" her head straight from the palm of her foot. She didn't expect that Mo Beiting was going to the toilet!
The man twisted his eyebrows, didn't look at her, didn't avoid it, and even could hear a funny smile, "I want to ask, what do you mean? Shen Yiqiao, have you always been so unrestrained? "
You're the one who's bold.
Yi Qiao is extremely embarrassed. Although Mo Beiting has seen it all over her body, she thinks that going to the toilet is more private than doing love, which requires men and women who have been intimate for countless times to turn a blind eye to.
"Why don't you close the door?"
She dropped a word in a hurry and ran away.
Mo Beiting comes out of the bathroom. Yiqiao is no longer here!
He bent his lips and felt in a good mood.