Sun Zhenzhen goes back to the room.

Go straight to the bathroom, brush your teeth and rinse your mouth no less than 20 times.

But she still felt sick and nauseous.

I don't know how many times I have been tossed back and forth, and finally I climbed on the bed safely.

But lying on the soft big bed, her brain was full of the figure of the mentally handicapped, which could not be removed at all. Under the anger of

she lifted the quilt and sat up.

She was very depressed when she kneaded her soft and low short hair.

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disgust!

Think of his mouth don't know how many women have kissed, Sun Zhen's stomach is a wave of tumultuous, miserable.

Then he rushed into the bathroom and went straight to the wine rack in the living room. He took a bottle of red wine, opened it and blew it.

The fruitiness of the wine took over her whole mouth, and now it was better.

Nest into the sofa, casually turn on the TV, a foreign film, she was drinking while watching.

In the end, I don't know why, I cried.

She has never been a perceptual person, but today she is moved by the protagonist in the film.

When a man and a woman were young, they fell in love, but they had to be separated because of various factors;

when they met again in old age, she still remembered his favorite taste, and he still remembered her favorite music.

They went to the restaurant where they had been to have a meal together. The man said, "in those days, I was going to propose to you here."

"So do I," said the hostess

He didn't say, she didn't say, so they missed.

Sun Zhenzhen did not experience love, but was moved by a mess.

I don't know how long I cried in the sofa. I fell asleep.

······Muqiqi brings the little guy back to the manor, but moyanjue hasn't come back yet.

She had to take the little guy to wash and tell a story in bed.

When she put the child to sleep, Mo yanjue still didn't come back, she couldn't help worrying.

As I walked to my room, I called him.

When you dial out, I'm sorry. The phone you dialed is off.

Muqiqi is more anxious. All kinds of bad ideas magnetize her brain. All kinds of accidents passed through her mind like a movie.

The heart more and more flustered, walked to the bedroom door she didn't enter the room, but ran downstairs.

"Wang Bo." She hurriedly knocked on the door of Wang Bo's bedroom.

"What's wrong with Miss mu?" Wang Bo sees her flustered appearance and cares.

"Do you have a call for assistant Zhou?" She plans to call Zhou Hua to ask about Mo yanjue.

"Yes!"

Wang Bo goes to get the phone book. Except for Zhou Hua's, there are all the names of the people who have a good relationship with Mo yanjue.

"Thank you." Take the phone book, Muqiqi thanks, and then take it to the living room to make a phone call.

Press Zhou Hua's phone number, Mu Qiqi puts his mobile phone to his ear, and the sudden heartbeat is louder than the beep in the handset.

"Miss mu, what's the matter with being so late?" Finally, the phone was connected, and Zhou Hua's respectful voice came.

Muqiqi's heart immediately clicked.

Zhou Hua asked, and she was sure that he was not with Mo yanjue.

But she still said: "Mr. Mo, are you still in the company meeting?"

"The meeting will be over at nine o'clock. Why, hasn't Mr. Mo returned now?" Now, Zhou Hua at the other end of the phone immediately became alert.