Chapter 358

The constant temperature bathtub is filled with water.

Mo Beicheng is still angry, tone is not very good, "his bath, the body bubble warm again."

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

South Joe in the bathroom bubble a little long, was cold body soaked in hot water, a little bit back to warm.

Even the skin became pale pink.

The bathroom door was not sound proof, and she heard her cell phone ring from outside.

Nanqiao opened his eyes, took off the bathrobe on the shelf and put it on. He wrapped his wet hair with a towel and left the bathroom.

Mo Beicheng was not in the room, and he didn't see his nightgown on the sofa, so he should have just gone to the study or living room.

Her cell phone vibrated in the bag, making a "buzzing" sound and ringing, especially loud.

Nanqiao takes out his cell phone and the caller ID is "aunt Lu.".

Yesterday in the hospital Bai Jufang so firmly pushed her away, now call, there must be something urgent can't deal with.

She did not hesitate to pick up, "aunt."

There was a silence on the phone, and the young man's hoarse voice came, "sister Nanqiao, it's me."

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

It's Lu ran.

In just a few months, his voice has become so oppressive and mature that she can't hear it.

It's very quiet over there, only the whir of the wind coming in through the window.

Nanqiao didn't ask him if he had applied to leave prison to visit relatives. Since he could use uncle Lu's mobile phone to call her, he naturally applied.

"When my uncle died, my aunt must be in a bad mood. Please enlighten me and accompany her these two days."

"Yes." Lu ran tightly holds the old mobile phone in his hand, and the screen is close to his ear.

"If you don't have enough money, you should pay more attention to Uncle Lu's funeral."

Lu ran interrupted her quickly: "enough, enough."

"Well, that's good..."

Nanqiao was about to say goodbye, and Lu ran said, "sister Nanqiao, can we meet again in the future?"

The voice is full of bitter and desolate taste.

South Qiao light answer: "can."

It seems that there is really nothing to continue to talk about here. Nanqiao has always been a kind of indifferent person in front of Lu ran. Even if he didn't like to learn at the beginning, he was always fooling around with a group of unruly people, and he didn't really say anything about him.

Lu ran "en" a, "please help me to Mo San Shao say thank you, I guess he doesn't want to see me, I don't personally thank you."

"Third brother?" Nanqiao doubts.

Lu ran didn't respond until a few seconds later. Nanqiao said, "third brother; It refers to Mo Beicheng.

The bitterness in his heart was more intense, but he didn't mean to be jealous. He always knew that he was not worthy of Shen Nanqiao, so even if he realized that his mind was not pure, he was also a self degenerate escapist. He didn't really want to spend any effort in front of her to make her look at her differently.

He always felt that only a man like his brother could really be worthy of Nanqiao.

Later, Mo Beicheng appeared. He had a good family background, good ability, good growth and unlimited future. He was the proud son of the emperor.

But he's not nice to Nanjo.

In the detention center, he helped Chen Baimo's sister bully her.

But have to say, he and South Joe very match, whether it is character or gas field.

"After I finish the funeral, I can go back to the prison to go through some procedures and get out of prison. Mo San gave me some help. He also found me a job. Nanqiao, my mother will take care of me in the future. You don't have to worry. I will make you look at me with new eyes."

Nanqiao didn't ask what his job was or where he was. He just told him to take good care of himself and aunt Lu.

Mo Beicheng found it. She was very relieved.

Originally, she was worried that even if Lu ran got out of prison, there would be no employers willing to use him. At that time, she would run into a wall everywhere, in case of anything extreme

Hung up the phone, Nanqiao looked at himself in the mirror, or this face, from the initial bright publicity to the later bleak, and now

Her lips were red with the heat, showing a faint, but radiant smile.

Mo Beicheng pushed the door in and saw this scene. Nanqiao was beautiful. Even if he had no expression, he was a kind of beauty that people could recognize at a glance in the crowd. When he laughed like this, people couldn't move their eyes for a moment.

But it's only temporary.

The next second, his handsome face suddenly sank, "why don't you sit there giggling without blowing your hair?"