Chapter 399

With Qin Baiyu's reply, Mo Liangyu is like a new man.

He nearly jumped up from the sofa, a pair of sentimental peach eyes full of excitement.

"Fourth brother, are you serious?"

The man looked at him calmly and said, "seriously."

Mo Liangyu was excited, untimely.

He got up and picked up the mobile phone to make a phone call, and later he felt abrupt. He stood in front of the sofa, laughing so much that he couldn't see his teeth. "Fourth brother, little sister-in-law, you wait for my good news."

With that, he strode out of the reception hall.

Inkstone when seven coagulation eyebrow looking at his back, some helpless frown.

Mo Liangyu, the most wonderful flower, lost his sense of propriety when he met Ling MI.

Yan Shiqi put the cup in her hand on the square tea table in front of her. She gently scratched the man's wrist and slightly raised her eyebrow: "is Ling Mi's marriage inspired by you?"

"It's time to get married when you're old."

Men only give a light explanation, tone indifferent can not hear the temperature of emotion.

The intelligent and clear inkstone Shiqi, with a little thought, can figure out the clue.

She thought for a moment, and then toward the direction where Mo Liangyu left, she said, "do you think Xiaoyu can succeed?"

The man turned his eyes and looked at her. His thin lips lifted a radian that seemed to have nothing. "It's always good to bump into the south wall."

Hearing the sound, inkstone seven Zheng after a moment, jokingly said with a smile: "fourth brother, enough belly black."

Finish saying, she again in the heart for Mo Liangyu arrest a bitter tears.

It seems that men and her feelings are the same. She can almost foresee that Mo Liangyu is bound to hit her head in front of Ling MI.

This is good, at least let him see some facts.

The man on her side lit a cigarette slowly while she was meditating. He breathed the smoke, and his eyes were far-reaching.

One side of inkstone Shiqi some waist acid, she leaned on the sofa, across the armrest hook his fingertips, gently rubbing, some curious asked: "Joe second brother? He didn't come today? "

Qiao Mu usually attends such occasions.

Then, the man spits out the mist, slightly squints his eyes and says, "he's abroad."

……

This time, the United States is the night——

What's Qiao Mu doing? Sitting in the living room, with his little lovely family in learning.

Still in Ling Zihuan's apartment, he has been accompanying her these days, even sleeping at night, preferring to sleep on the sofa in the living room, and never going back to his own apartment opposite the door.

At the moment, he was sitting on the sofa, with his legs on the coffee table and his mobile phone in his deep thoughts.

Uncle mo of the Qin family died. He received a message from elder brother Qiao Qing at midnight yesterday.

But he can't go back.

Qiao Mu is not very comfortable. Mo Shu is an old man who watched them grow up together.

But he didn't want to leave so suddenly, he sighed a little wistfully.

This period of time, he accompanied in Ling Zihuan side, that kind of don't want to separate from her mind increasingly thick.

Grass, when did he become so sticky?

Qiao Mu is a little upset.

Domestic Qiao's work to maintain stability, and Qiao's entertainment waiting for him to go back to take care of, can accompany little girl's day, seems to be less and less.

It is urgent for him to return to China to deal with his work.

"Second uncle?" Qiao Mu was deeply immersed in the complicated thoughts and couldn't extricate himself until Ling Zihuan's loud call came from his ear, which surprised him back to his reason.

Qiao Mu Lian eyebrow, staring at the little girl, stretched out his hand to pinch her soft face, "what's the matter?"

Her face was wet. She had just finished washing her face, and she had the hair band of a rabbit's ear on her head.

Ling Zihuan blinked and twisted her eyebrows. A touch of concern flashed in her black eyes. "Second uncle, are you not happy?"