Chapter 2343

Besides, she now has a lot of real fans supporting her.

It's not so easy for Shen Rou to do the same thing again.

*

The party is over.

Qiao Mianmian received a wechat from moyesi: I have arrived. Where are you?

Qiao Mianmian and Zhanbo just walked out of the hotel gate. She looked at the street and saw a familiar black Rolls Royce parked at the intersection outside the hotel gate.

That's moyesi's car.

Qiao Mianmian immediately went back to him: I'm at the gate. I'll come to see you.

She was also wearing a Zhanbo suit.

She took it off and gave it back to Zhanbo. She told him that after contacting him another day, she went to find moyesi with her skirt.

There was no heating outside. As soon as he came out, Zhan Bo, who was only wearing a thin shirt, was shivering with cold.

So Joe Mianmian returned the coat to him, and he immediately put it on.

It's just that he has put on an extra coat, but he feels even colder.

And the cold I felt this time is not the same as the wet cold I just felt.

This time, it was like the cold air was immersed in the bone, or the cold air, so cold that he doubted life.

Zhanbo felt the direction of the cold air blowing, looked up, and it was a little silly.

And then it felt colder.

It's very cool.

Because he saw moyesi.

The man who made him feel terrible got off a black Rolls Royce. After getting off the bus, his indifferent and alienated eyes looked at him. The eyes made Zhanbo feel chilly, and there was no temperature at all.

Being looked at like that, he had a sense of fear that his "death is coming".

Zhanbo suddenly thought that when they just came out of the gate, Qiao Mianmian was still wearing his suit coat.

Should not let Mo Ye Si see?

Zhanbo thinks that moyesi must have seen it.

That's why we have the "death gaze" just now.

He cried in his heart, feeling that he was going to die soon.

To tell you the truth, Mo Yesi wants to crush him, which is as easy as crushing an ant.

No, wait. He has to talk to Joe mianmianmian and ask her to help.

He and her, but pure, what ambiguous all have no.

If the Mo night division is like this to crush him to death, that he is also too unjust.

*

When Qiao Mianmian came down the steps with her skirt, moyesi had already got off the car, and then walked quickly to her.

As the man walked, he took off his black coat.

He went to Joe Mianmian, wrapped his black coat around her, and put his hand around her to his arms.

Joe Mianmian was shivering with cold, and a stream of heat wrapped her up. The next second, she stuck to a warm chest.

The coat with woody fragrance wrapped her, and Joe sucked his nose. The tip of his nose was full of the familiar and warm smell of moyesi.

All the cold was dispelled in an instant.

She was surrounded by the unique breath of moyesi. He held her cold little hand. His palm was very warm, and soon it warmed her little hand.

"Is it still cold?" Mo Yesi wrapped her two little hands and rubbed them to keep warm.

He felt Joe's cold hands. His eyebrows frowned, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes. He said, "isn't the air conditioner on in the hotel? The ice is like this. And what's the matter with your agent? Didn't he bring you something to keep warm? "