Chapter 151

Three days later.

"Hello, Mu Qingqing, you really helped me to be your agent!" Just recovered the wound into a strange, full of gas, called a direct question up.

"What happened..." Mu Qingqing bored through the magazine, casually deal with.

"When did you leave my contact information for all external work contacts? Do you know that since the murder of Qing Dynasty, I have to endure countless phone harassment every day. I don't care. You have to give me a raise. " In a strange voice, as if the other end of the phone has been busy into a mess.

"I've increased your salary three times. Aren't you satisfied? Where can I find such a good boss? You should cherish it... " Mu Qingqing prevaricated a few words, then immediately changed the topic.

"What's the matter with Su Yuanshan? Is he still living in Lin Guodong's house?"

All the complaints were pushed back. He stood up and walked to the window of the office. He was serious and said, "I've sent someone to stay near Lin's house for two days. I haven't seen Su Yuanshan come out yet. Wait and see. But what are you going to do? "

Mu Qingqing stopped and put down the magazine in her hand. "Before you were knocked unconscious, you were taken away along with the U disk of Su Yuanshan's murder evidence. I think the other party must have some action. We should keep a close eye on Su Yuanshan and never let him leave Jiangcheng. Otherwise, things will be very difficult after that."

"What are you going to do about this, if it's really moliancheng?" Cheng Xi hesitated for a moment and asked for the exit.

Mu Qingqing was calm, and chuckled twice. "What should I do? In short, Su Wanqing must pay the price. I see who dares to stop it!"

Cheng Yi didn't speak any more and hung up the phone.

After a day of magazine shooting, Mu Qingqing dragged some heavy body back to her apartment. Just out of the elevator, a man's figure suddenly appeared at the door. Mu Qingqing was startled, and her sleepiness subsided by half, but she immediately returned to her senses.

When Mu Qingqing recognized that the man in front of him was Molian City, a strong smell of alcohol also rushed to his face.

Mu Qingqing didn't intend to pay attention to Mo Liancheng. She directly slid the password lock and was ready to open the door and enter the house. Although she knew in her heart that Mo Liancheng would not let herself go so easily, she was still too lazy to say a word to him.

As soon as Mu Qingqing turns around, Mo Liancheng grabs Mu Qingqing's arm and roughly pulls her into his arms. With a strong smell of alcohol breath, the hot hit on Mu Qingqing's face, she ruthlessly to push Mo Liancheng, but after all, she is just a little woman, for Mo Liancheng's strength, she is almost one tenth less than.

Although such resistance has no effect, Mu Qingqing still exerts all her strength. She wants to tell moliancheng that their relationship is no longer arbitrary and intimate. Naturally, Mu Qingqing is also reminding herself.

"You let me go, moliancheng!" The haze in Mu Qingqing's eyes almost swallowed up the dark night. At this moment when she saw Mo Liancheng, she once again thought of Su Wanqing. She thought of Mo Liancheng's hypocritical face toward Su Wanqing, and immediately felt suffocated in her heart.

"I miss you so much..." Mo Liancheng drink too much, his voice with a little hoarseness, from Mu Qingqing's head covered her whole body.

"Moliancheng, please respect yourself! If you don't let go, I'll call the police! " Mu Qingqing's warning is too weak for both moliancheng and a drunk.

As soon as the words fell, two pieces of cold lips could not help but seal Mu Qingqing's breath. Mo Liancheng violently pressed Mu Qingqing against the wall, one hand clasped Mu Qingqing's body, and lifted her arm high up and locked it on the cold wall. The whole portrait of Mu Qingqing was nailed to the wall and could not move at all.

Mo Liancheng's breath became more and more hot. The flexible tip of the tongue forcibly broke the defense line between mu Qingqing's lips and teeth, and crazily took it.

Mu Qingqing only felt humiliated in her heart and closed her eyes and took a hard bite.

"Er..." Mo Liancheng uttered a painful murmur, and he raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of alcohol made his blood almost boil. He became more rough. He took up Mu Qingqing's delicate face with both hands and pressed down his whole body. Under this circumstance, Mu Qingqing leaned against the wall and couldn't move at all. He had to let Mo Liancheng ravage him.

A burst of crazy kissing gradually subsided. Mu Qingqing, like a dead man, gave up the resistance.

Mo Liancheng stepped back a few steps, looking at the haze of Mu Qingqing, covered with a layer of cold light from thousands of miles away, stabbing eyes ache.

"Go back, Qing Qing..." Murian city low voice slowly and out, in the empty corridor, stirring up layers of ringing sound.

Mu Qingqing sneered, and her lips were rubbed by Mo Liancheng, and she almost lost her blood. "Mr. Mo, I remember I told you that I hate you to call me that. You're drunk. Go back. If you're seen, I'll be in trouble. "

With that, Mu Qingqing turned and pressed the password, ready to leave.Mo Liancheng clenched his fist and said in a cold voice, "are you afraid of song Yanshu's misunderstanding..."

After hearing the speech, Mu Qingqing turned back and said, "what does this have to do with song Yanshu?"

Mo Liancheng did not know where to draw out the first draft of a magazine and threw it on Mu Qingqing's body. "If it wasn't for Mo's hand that stopped this batch of manuscripts, you guess you would not be so relaxed today."

Mu Qingqing doubts picked up the manuscript to see, she finally know why Mo Liancheng will be groundless crazy. It turns out that song Yanshu came to the apartment before that time, was photographed by the reporter. In addition, outside the apartment, song Yanshu helped Mu Qingqing put on his coat. Even Mu Qingqing looked at it from a tricky point of view, and he had the illusion that he really had something to do with song Yanshu.

"What? No more words? " Mo Liancheng seems to be sober, his mouth slightly twitch, the subtle movement seems to be in addition to their own, no one can find.

Mu Qingqing sneered and threw the manuscript to Mo Liancheng. "Mr. Mo, it seems that my business has nothing to do with you. I don't need to do such meaningless things in the future. How do you know that I don't want to have an affair with song Yanshu... "

With that, Mu Qingqing turned and entered the apartment. But at the moment of closing the door, Mo Liancheng held out his hand, and the scarlet blood on the back of his hand slowly flowed out, startling Mu Qingqing's eyes.

"You're crazy!"