Chapter 327

Both men stare at the screen.

Mo yanjue, in order not to let the little woman daydream, took it and opened the handsfree.

He also wants to take the opportunity to speak clearly with Mu Xueer, so as to avoid future troubles.

But I didn't think that the voice of Su Xiaofeng came from the other end of the line when the phone was connected.

"Mr. Mo, I beg you. Come to see Xueer. She is looking for life and death. She wants to jump from the building."

Bathe seven lip corners a hook, instantly open heart cool.

This mother and daughter, there are more and more tricks.

Mo yanjue looks at Mu Qiqi and says to the person at the other end of the phone, "OK, I'll come right away!"

Hearing Mo yanjue's reply, Mu Qiqi's face turned green.

Then he said to her, "you come with me."

Muqiqi's green face eased a little more, but he was still reluctant, "why should I go?"

"Let them know who you are, of course!"

Mo yanjue never thought of wronging her. This time, he just took this opportunity to let Mu Xueer die.

"What identity am I!" Muqiqi was angry. Now he was talking to him completely with gun medicine. He said something to her.

Mo yanjue propped his arms on the bed and leaned forward in a gentle voice: "what's your identity, eh?"

With that syllable, his sexy lips gently pecked at her lips like a chicken pecking rice.

"How do I know." Muqiqi turns her face to one side and deliberately competes with him. Although in the bottom of her heart she has determined that muxueer's mother and daughter are playing tricks on purpose, if he didn't go to muxueer's place that night, how could he be relied on?

After all, it's still his own problem. If you don't give him some color, you really think she's a soft persimmon.

"And you don't know!" The soft eyes stared at her tightly, and the tone of voice seemed serious.

Muqiqi didn't care whether he was serious or not. Anyway, he was upset at the moment, but he didn't let go.

"I just don't know, and no one told me!" Little mouth pouted, stubborn with a trace of childish.

"Well, I don't know. I'll tell you now!"

The hot air sprays on her cheek, the body leans forward and easily presses her on the soft bed.

Muqiqi is not in a hurry. His eyes are like the eyes of a cat.

Hey, interesting!

Mo yanjue hooks his lips, tilts the corners of his mouth, and has more interests in his deep eyes.

Head down, threatening tone of mouth: "not afraid?"

Muqiqi is stubborn and angry: "I'm afraid. I'm going to die, but I'm not afraid of mo. your beloved Miss Xueer is still waiting for you."

The voice fell, the earlobe was severely bitten, followed by a low warning sound in the ear: "dare to say that she is my beloved, Muqiqi, you wait for the bed to beg for mercy."

Muqiqi's heart was quivering, and he opened his mouth and bit back. "Let me hear some gossip again. Moyanjue, you will find me all over the world."

Oh!

This woman, more and more daring ha!

Mo yanjue is not willing to be pushed up from the bed by the woman, waiting for her to change clothes, and they go out together.

Four years ago, the old account had not been calculated with them, but now he began to make all kinds of moths. Muqiqi was very angry.

Sitting in Mo yanjue's car, looking at the neon lights outside, her mood is also complicated.

Grandpa's paintings were secretly sold by them. Although the fact that they were almost defiled in the old house that day hasn't been found out, Muqiqi felt that they must have something to do with their mother and daughter. It must be that the old house was taken back by her. They didn't like it.

Thinking of the next meeting, Muqiqi's heart is tight...