Chapter 168

After a long time of wriggling in the bathroom, Muqiqi moved out with a stiff scalp.

Carrying a bag of all kinds of sanitary cotton in his hand, his face has become a huge embarrassment.

At a glance, I saw people waiting outside. Standing there tall and straight, it's like a beautiful scenery.

Gaoding's blue suit and brown hand-made leather shoes are all expensive, but with a different temperament.

In particular, a cloud is blowing out the side face of the fog, was covered by the smoke a layer of unrealistic hazy feeling, as if not as cold as usual, inhuman.

This is the first time for Muqi to see him smoke and watch his brain lose oxygen for a few seconds.

I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who do all the smoking moves so handsome.

The fingers holding the shopping bag tightened, and she took a few deep breaths back and forth before it became smooth.

Walk slowly, "Mr. mo... Let's go."

Hearing the sound, Mo yanjue turned back slowly and gave a light look at her pale and bloodless face.

Then she wrung out the cigarette end in the garbage can beside her hand, and pulled up her wrist without saying anything.

The cold temperature spread to her skin, she subconsciously hid for a while, but finally she was held dead.

Panic eyes to his good-looking but no expression of the side face, Muqiqi heart through the jump.

The supplementary agreement clearly forbids her to do anything with other men.

But she actually slept in he Jiajun's bed today, although she never felt that there was any gender difference with him Jiajun.

But the man who is looking for something will be 100% inquisitive.

The whole person was rudely crammed into the car, the door was slammed hard, and the brain was shivering and aching.

But I drank a few more glasses of wine, and now my head is still hurting badly. My stomach is turning over and over, and I'm suffering from strangulation.

In addition, the great aunt, who is immortal, can't tell whether it's stomach or stomach, anyway, all kinds of discomfort.

Subconsciously covering the stomach, want to ease the pain. The other door opened and the tall figure sat in.

Originally spacious car, immediately become cramped.

Muqiqi instinctively shrinks and tries to lean towards the side door.

Sitting in, Mo yanjue saw her white hands covering her belly, and her eyes suddenly deepened.

Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a wechat to song Qingyun.

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Song Qingyun sees Mo yanjue's wechat.

It's been an hour.

Just got off an operation, the whole person is exhausted.

Seeing the problem from Mo yanjue, the whole person immediately became spiritual.

A direct call coll over.

Song Qingyun thinks that he is a very rational person, but today, seeing Lao Mo's wechat is not calm.

"Hello?" Qingqing's faint voice came across the phone receiver, and song Qingyun blinked.

It seems that I was dazzled just now. I read that wechat wrong.

"Lao Mo?" Song Qingyun called out to him uncertainly, "that question... Who did you ask?"

"Just answer that question." The voice is still bleak, there is no disturbance at all.

Song Qingyun choked directly and cleared his throat for a long time: "if you really have a woman to bring out, let's have a look..."

yesterday, Yang Yilin's big mouth was all over the world saying that Lao Mo found his mother for the child, he still doesn't believe it.

Now, he's a little certain.

Cold to inhuman Lao Mo sends a wechat message to ask him what the woman should pay attention to when she comes. What is it?

It seems that he is quite interested in this woman