Chapter 470

Mo Beicheng just looked at her and didn't remind her. Until she was sure to unfasten her seat belt, he leaned over and took her out of the car.

South Joe is completely unprepared, was startled by his sudden action, subconsciously around his neck, so as not to fall down.

"Third brother."

"Yes." The man's voice is low and deep, a little obviously hoarse.

Nanqiao understood him and immediately understood why he was hoarse.

"I'm a little tired."

She came back from this morning's plane and didn't sleep much when she got home. She was pestered by him for two times, and now she still has some pain.

"I want to."

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

"Now."

“……”

Mo Beicheng took her directly to the second floor, kicked open the bedroom door, leaned over and pressed her into the soft quilt.

The man looked down at her, and did not rush to have the next action, he a pair of dark dazzling eyes staring at her face, "Nanqiao, you are very beautiful."

"Yes."

Mo Beicheng

He lost his smile and pinched her face. Then, the smile on the corner of his lips gradually died down. Instead, he looked serious. "Why did you come back and run back to America?"

Because when I came back, I found that I looked ugly and couldn't bear to look directly at him.

This reason is hard to say.

But seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Beicheng misunderstood and reproached himself“ I saw the video. I'm sorry, I didn't handle it well. "

He had never made such a big mistake. The woman he wanted to protect was scolded like that because of his carelessness.

"It's just a little thing. It's all over."

"... yes."

The man's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, no longer talking, leaned over and kissed her.

Mo Beicheng was not gentle in bed, but except for the first few times, he was careful not to hurt her.

After that, Nanqiao was really sleepy. Mo Beicheng took a towel to clean her body even after taking a bath.

"Nanqiao..."

"Yes." She mumbled with her eyes closed.

Mo Beicheng looked at her delicate cheeks dyed with bright red, and gently scraped her rough fingers at the edges and corners of the outline, "I'm sorry."

When you think about it, he seems to owe her a lot. He doesn't even know what the "sorry" is for.

He put on his nightgown, took the mobile phone on the bedside table and went to the study.

Mo Beicheng lit a cigarette and sat lazily on the sofa with his head up, his long neck exposed and his legs folded on the tea table.

I didn't turn on the light.

The light from the outside came in and enveloped half of his body. Black and white formed a sharp dividing line.

After smoking, he took out a half new laptop from the drawer, turned it on, turned out a video and opened it.

No sound.

It was quiet and the atmosphere was cold.

Mo Beicheng calls his elder sister Mo JuYang. At this point, most powerful women are still awake.

"What's the matter?"

Sure enough, the voice from the receiver was calm and sober, and there was no noise at all.

"Do you have the resources of the entertainment industry?"

"Oh," Mo Ju Yang sneered, no malice, simple irony, "what do you want? Find a female star to cheat in marriage? "

Mo Beicheng was in a good mood, and then he said, "I am powerless."

"It's not going to wither so young, is it? Your brother-in-law has medicine. Do you want it? I'll get you two bottles tomorrow. They're from abroad. The effect is good. "

Mo Beicheng did not make trouble with her, "seriously."

Mo JuYang read the documents for several hours in a row, and now he took advantage of the phone call time to change a relaxed posture, "how much do you care about Mo's industry? Mom has said that my daughter, who is married out, is not suitable for her second job. No one in her family knows how to do business. In the future, these are all yours. Now you ask me if I have any resources in the entertainment industry. "

Mo Beicheng didn't care about Mo's industry, and he didn't plan to enter the entertainment industry. He didn't have the heart to explain himself, "elder sister, do me a favor and find a first-class team to sign Chen Baimo."

"..." after several seconds of silence, Mo Ju Yang's unbelievable voice came: "do you mean to hold her? Ex girlfriend? "

Women are more sensitive and repellent to ex girlfriends.

This made Mo Ju Yang abandon his blood relationship and stand on Nan Qiao's side, "what are you crazy about? What do you mean, Chen Baimo? "

"It's not interesting."

"I don't mean it. Would you please come to me? And let me open this mouth myself. Do you think I'm stupid? "