Chapter 10

Mo Snow's voice, gently soft, with incomparable weakness, listen, let a person especially want to pity.

The hand that opens the door is there. Yan Jingyi turns her head slowly. She clearly remembers that she is pushing Mo Xiaoxue, but that push is not strong enough to hurt people.

But Mo Xiaoxue now calls Lu Wentao. She says she has a stomachache.

"I am I'm at your door. Wentao and Jingyi didn't mean it. You left in the middle of the night. I thought something happened to you, so I couldn't help coming to you. As a result, just Just met her She just

Lu Wentao's face was livid. "Wait for me." The car just drove away from the community is not far, he turned the car head back, early know Mo Xiaoxue at home, he went up.

At the door, Mo Xiaoxue is still sitting on the floor, and doesn't want to stand up at all. LAN Jingyi clenches her teeth. She's used to it. She's really used to being misunderstood. This time, whatever, "Ka", she unscrewes the door lock, walks into the room quickly, closes the door again, and forgives her. She really can't rob her husband of Xiao Sanhe Yan Yuese, even asked her to enter, she didn't have such good self-cultivation.

Lu Wentao is coming back. In fact, he hasn't driven far.

LAN Jingyi rushed to the balcony. Sure enough, he soon saw Lu Wentao's black Audi drive into the community again.

He got out of the car. He entered the corridor and was climbing the stairs.

Lan Jing Yi's hand covers his chest. He starts to imagine his reaction when he sees Mo Xiaoxue sitting on the ground and covering his stomach. He hates himself.

The mobile phone rang at this time. She picked it up and looked at it. It was a short message.

"If you come out now and apologize to me, I can choose to forgive you once, and I will say a few good words to you from him."

It was a strange mobile phone number, but LAN Jingyi was sure that the person who sent the message was mo Xiaoxue.

She caressed Wuzhishan, which was still numb and painful on her face at the moment. It was her who really suffered from the beating. With that push, she really regretted that she didn't do her best just now.

The door "clang" was pushed open. Lu Wentao held the petite Mo Xiaoxue in his arms, looked at her and said: "Lan Jingyi, you'd better pray that she's OK, otherwise, where she hurt, I want you to hurt too."

Another "clang" sound, Lu Wentao holding Mo Xiaoxue quickly down the stairs, the loud sound of footsteps in her ears, hands still stop on the numb face, she stares at the direction of the two people to leave, growls: "you divorce me, marry her, Lu Wentao, I will thank you."