Muqiqi really couldn't contact sun Zhenzhen, but she received a wechat from her. She said that when she was traveling abroad, she was very good, with mountains and water, and beautiful scenery, so don't worry about her.
Knowing that she was safe, Mu Qiqi almost cried excitedly. At this time, Mo yanjue laughed at her. He could not move but cry, which was not the same as the first impression he made when he saw her for the first time.
At that time, she did not give up her nose and asked, "what impression did I give you for the first time?"
"Man, man, super bully!"
Mu Qiqi doesn't like the word one by one. What's it all about? How does she become a man in his eyes?
is it clear that she is the fairyland with soft, weak and beautiful appearance?
At that time, I had a bad temper with him because of this. I almost ignored him for a few days.
But no matter how determined she was, she couldn't resist the insidious entanglement. At last, she disarmed and surrendered that night.
At the moment, facing Yang Yilin's same gruff questioning, he doesn't have such good treatment. Except for three words, there is really nothing to say.
If Muqiqi knew what Yang Yilin had done to Zhenzhen, he would not even have stood here.
"She never contacted you once?" Yang Yilin questioned her words.
"Do you mean you don't believe me? It's OK. This is my cell phone. You can check it at will! " Said Muqiqi took out his mobile phone and put it on his hands.
To tell the truth, Mo yanjue wanted to take it, but when he saw that his eyes were not worth his life, he drew back his hands and smiled awkwardly. "No, no, I don't believe no one can't believe you no, besides, how dare I look at your mobile phone..." I haven't been killed by Sir Alex's eerie look?
Muqiqi looked at his face, which was almost choking out his internal injury, and smiled, and raised his eyebrows: "this is what you don't look at. After this village, there is no shop."
Yang Yilin stared at her and bit her teeth at the mobile phone in her hand. "Well, I don't look at it myself. Please put it away. Put it away."
"Well, I'll go up first. You two can talk." At last, he smiled at Yang Yilin, whose face was green, and walked upstairs.
"Be careful not to fall." Her eyes followed her closely, Mo yanjue warned nervously.
"Yes." For his mother-in-law's advice, Muqiqi is really speechless. He looks back at him impatiently and jumps upstairs.
The beloved woman answered the room safely. The man who had been standing like a sculpture at the stairway turned around and sat in the sofa. His movements were elegant and noble. His long legs overlapped each other slowly, showing a kind of noble temperament.
Yang Yilin chased after him and sat down beside him. He didn't look big or small. "I said Sir, discuss something with you."
Mo yanjue glanced at him with a light expression, and said, "don't look askance. I know what you want to do, and I'll shoot it honestly. Otherwise, you will never see sun Zhenzhen again in your life."
As soon as sun Zhenzhen was mentioned, Yang Yilin's eyes brightened, "do you know where she is?"