Qiao's parents feel relieved when they see that their daughter is OK.

The biggest wish of parents is not their daughter safe?

It's just that things on the Internet still make Joe's mother have a lot of opinions in her heart.

Hospitals.

Xinle anxiously turns around in the ward, until she hears the micro blog prompt sound, she quickly turns on her mobile phone and sees the micro blog from shuianluo. She doesn't even look at it and forwards it by the way. Even if it's useless for her to forward it, her micro blog fans are less than 100.

Xinle blinked at Mo Lu Su and said cautiously, "well, can you help me turn a microblog?"

Mo Lu Su raised his head and looked at her carefully.

Xinle pursed her lips. This time, she didn't retreat.

"For the sake of friends, you are really --" Mo Lu always wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. The girl who used to hide her eyes didn't hide today for Qiao yaruan's sake. This feeling is really sour.

"What?" Xinle was stunned. What happened to her?

Mo Lu Su did not answer her, but picked up the phone and Mo's public relations department sent a message, let them cooperate with Chu.

This is why shuianluo's microblog was forwarded by Chu and Mo together. Xinle doesn't know about it. She just knows that Mo Lu Su refused her request.

Xinle was a little lost. She went back to the bed and sat down. Now she went to see what shuianluo had written.

Mo Lu Su did not miss the loss in her eyes, but also with a sense of anger, she does not believe in themselves?

Thinking like this, Mo Lu Su is too lazy to explain. He puts down his cell phone and plans to go to bed, otherwise he will be angry with this timid woman.

Xinle took a look at the person lying down, but did not speak. Instead, she continued to read the microblog. Within an hour, the battlefield reached its peak.

Feng Feng's fans saw Shui Anluo's microblog, as if they had found a weapon and began to attack those who reviled Feng Feng and Qiao yaruan before.

Xinle thought, it's really lively. The entertainment circle is really a place full of wars.

Are these netizens and keyman unemployed? Why are you so free?

Xinle watched it for a long time, then put down her cell phone and looked at the sleeping man over there. Now Mo Lu Su is really asleep, but his brow has been frowning, as if there is something unhappy.

But if he doesn't help, she is not angry. Why is he unhappy?

Thinking about this, Xinle got up to help him cover the quilt, and looked at the man up close. He was really good-looking.

Forget it, who let her like this man, or don't be angry, anyway, he won't coax her.

Xinle thought that he was in a better mood, and quietly fell a kiss on his head, and slowly returned to his bed, but his eyes were always looking at Mo Lu su.

This is a man who has known for a long time, but has never been close to her; this man who has given her hope in the rain, this man who is like a veteran cadre; this man who will not deceive others at all. Mainly, this man who may not like her so much is what she likes.

"Mo Lu Su, Mo Lu su." Xinle one hand under his cheek, looking at the man not far away, as if calling his name like this, is a very happy thing.

Xinle buries her face in the palm of her hand and laughs foolishly, but she doesn't notice that the man nearby opens his eyes and slowly closes them. It's just that the frowning brow has been loosened, even the delicate corners of his mouth.

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