That end is very quiet, only the sound of electricity.

Nanqiao is now fully awake, but his head is still very painful and his eyes are very astringent.

She sat up from the bed, squinting, and was about to reach out to answer the phone. There was a "en" and hung up.

"Lying trough."

Nanqiao and Ji Yunan had this word in their hearts at the same time.

Ji Yunan is holding a mobile phone that has been restored to the home screen, and his uncle can't describe his mood more than ten times.

He put it to sleep and went out of his way to find a wife for him, so he said, "yes." he didn't say anything, and even hung up without asking.

Since I don't care, I'll find a fart.

It also delayed his sleep.

Shen Nan Qiao's face is the same again lie back, close eyes, under the guest order, "go out remember to close the door for me, next time without permission to break into my room, I called the police."

"Damn it."

He didn't get a good word from Mo Beicheng and made Shen Nanqiao sneer.

Ji Yunan angrily hurried to the door, "when will you go back?"

"Whenever you let me see Shisheng, I'll go back."

At first, she was anxious to go back, and wanted to apologize to her third brother for what she said that day. So the next day, Ji Yunan stopped her at the door, and she waited on the steps outside for a day.

But now, she doesn't want to.

She may be ill again.

"Stay here for the rest of your life."

Ji Yunan slammed the door and left. Could he be threatened by a woman.

Qiao Jinhuai saw Mo Beicheng's face a little slow after he answered the phone. She picked her eyebrows and asked, "have you found someone?"

"Well." He didn't want to say more. He sat on the chair and smoked in silence. He leaned forward, with his elbows on his knees. His fingers holding the cigarette were clean and slender, and his frown was quite impatient.

"Is that all right?"

"It's OK. If you have something, Yunan won't be that tone."

"Go back to bed early when they're gone."

No one has a mind to play cards.

Qiao Jinhuai pinched her wrist a few times, stood up and put the suit coat on the back of the chair on her arm.

They all drove and didn't drink, so they went home.

Mo Beicheng holds the steering wheel, a little distracted, driving slowly, usually half an hour's drive, a full hour.

When he arrived at Repulse Bay, the car turned the corner light and was ready to drive into the villa. Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed out in front of him. The reaction on his feet was faster than that in his mind. When Mo Beicheng realized that there was someone in front of him who wanted to step on the brake, his feet had already stepped on the brake to the end.

It's also because the brake didn't hit the person who rushed out in front in time.

He squinted to see——

Isn't the man in the snow-white light the wood?

Muzi's hands on the hood, after a few seconds of stupefied, around the front of the car, straight over, opened the cab door.

A cold face, such as ice and snow, impolitely asked: "Mo Beicheng, are you sick? Do you know how bad Nanqiao's psychology is? "

She saw it on the first day when the news came out, but she didn't take it seriously at that time. She thought Mo Beicheng would handle it well. Because she had seen this man, she didn't believe that Mo Beicheng would have anything to do with Chen Baimo.

The big deal is just met, Chen Baimo shameless online Pubai.

But I didn't expect that the news would get hotter and hotter.

Now everyone is scolding Nanqiao for being cheap and breaking up a pair of mandarin ducks with the same life.

"You let this kind of news come out, do you take Nanqiao as your wife? Do you know how bad the online curse is now? "

After a lot of questioning, Mo Beicheng slowly ordered a cigarette and put his left hand on the handbrake.

Wait for wood son to finish saying, he just light lift Mou to see her, ask: "finished?"

When Muzi came to him, he thought that Mo Beicheng would have many reactions. The most important thing was to blow her out. After all, no one would dare to point at Mo Beicheng in his life.

But he only asked so calmly, which made Muzi a little embarrassed, "that's it."

Mo Beicheng nodded and stretched out her hand to pull the door. Muzi's hand was on the door. Seeing him leaning over, she could not help but back two steps.

The door was suddenly pulled by him.

It shut with a bang.

Muzi

When she wanted to drive again, Mo Beicheng had already stepped into the villa and sprayed the tail gas on her face.