Chapter 220

Autumn Mu orange lost his voice and exclaimed.

"Orange, don't talk!" Susie was dissatisfied with Qiu Mu orange's disturbing the melodious music, and suddenly murmured.

So, a long silence.

In the night, there is only the beautiful music, flowing with the breeze and washing with the moonlight.

Until the end of the song, the music has been, but the remaining rhyme still exists.

Susie has been obsessed, looking at the direction of the music, but is stunned.

"Well, the music has stopped. What else do you want to watch?" Autumn Mu orange is to ask a way.

"Look at the handsome man. Mu orange, you see, the man in white shirt on the balcony next to me. He played the harmonica just now. It's so handsome. "

"What to do, I feel my heart has been stolen by him."

"Do you think he has a girlfriend?"

"The melody just now, with a touch of sadness in its beauty, did he encounter something sad?"

"If I go to comfort him at this time, will the handsome boy fall in love with me?

Susie kept saying.

Qiu Mu orange's face was speechless: "look at you, like a kitten in estrus? Can't you be reserved? "

While talking, Qiu Mu orange is also curious to look out of the window. She really wants to see what kind of handsome guy she is, and how her best friend is haunted.

However, when autumn Mu orange looks at the past, it is only to see a back.

In the dark night, he was wearing a clean white shirt, leaning against the window, his body slightly bent, the cool wind at night blowing his clothes a little bit flying.

Looking at this back, autumn Mu orange Jiao body suddenly slightly trembled for a while, the beautiful eyes slightly shrunk: "Ye Fan?"

"What ye fan?"

"Damn it, can't it be your stupid husband?"

"Orange, are you really in love with him? Look, everyone is Ye Fan."

"Please, don't insult my God!"

"My God is tall and handsome, with a good family background and a good temperament. How can such a rare talent in the world be compared with your cowardly husband?"

"It's just a pity that it's too dark to see my God."

"However, if I can play such a beautiful tune and live in such a good high-end villa like me, I must be from the same noble background as me, and I am a rare beautiful man."

Susie has been completely occupied, even the male gods are called on.

Autumn Mu orange once again looked at the back, and then also smile and shake his head.

Also, Ye Fan that vulgar guy, how can understand such elegant things. Besides, he must have returned to his hometown in the countryside by this time.

"But CICI, are you narcissistic? Are you a beautiful man like you

"Go, go, I mean my God. Orange, I've decided. I'm going to try to win him. He lives next to me. It's just a gift from heaven. "

"Orange, if you want a husband, you have to look for my God. It's better for me to have a better life than my husband.

In another house, Ye Fan sneezed and closed the window.

"The night wind is cool in this summer."

"I don't know if the woman in qiumu orange has gone to sleep. I'm not here. I'll step on the quilt at night. I'll see who will cover it for you." Ye Fan said to himself, then put down the harmonica, ready to drink some water.

At this time, there was a phone call: "little Lord, according to your order, I have secretly ordered people to enter Jiangdong to search for the whereabouts of the killer. As soon as there is news, I will contact the owner immediately. "

"Well." Ye Fan nodded and was about to hang up. He seemed to think of something. Then he said, "by the way, let Tongshan come to Yunzhou. I'm still worried about Mucheng. Let Tongshan protect it in secret. "

Silence.

A long silence.

After Ye Fan finished saying this, the other end of the phone, however, did not respond.

"Well? Why don't you talk? " Ye Fan frowned.

"It's OK, little Lord. It's just with some emotion that the girl named Mu orange must be very happy to get such care from the little master. "

Ye Fan at this time is suddenly reminded of autumn Mu orange let her kneel washboard hit the floor when the fierce look, immediately shake his head and smile: "that silly woman, can not necessarily feel so."