Chapter 503

On that day, a conflict broke out between Jin Shixun and Molian city. When talking about forcing people to death, Jin Shixun looked like a victim who had experienced all this. His eyes were covered with scarlet blood, and his mouth foam was flying from the high point of moral system. He belittled Molian city to nothing.

Of course, Mu Qingqing is a fool's eye from the beginning to the end. She can't understand why Jin Shixun's emotion is so excited, so she doesn't intervene.

The boy who has known him for more than half a year has always been a cynic, never so serious. What he has always done against moliancheng and the Mohist group has made Mu Qingqing doubt whether his real purpose is due to his identity as a media man or for another reason.

Mo Liancheng did not tolerate Jin Shixun's wantonness, so he hit him in the face with no hands left. If it wasn't for mu Qingqing, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In such a sensitive period, everything must learn to be cautious. It can be seen that Jin Shixun is the bottom line of Molian city. After such a trial, but still able to live a perfect life, I am afraid there is no other person except Jin Shixun.

It was only when Mu Qingqing finally got rid of Jin Shixun that the struggle was calmed down a little. But this thing seems to have just begun, Mu Qingqing's heart always vaguely can feel a trace of uneasiness, beating.

"You know it all?" Mu Qingqing changed the topic, and his mind was in a state of confusion, "just now..."

Mo Liancheng took Mu Qingqing to the door, and his strength was very heavy. He pushed Mu Qingqing into the co pilot's position, "move back, I'm not sure you're alone!"

"But..." What Mu Qingqing didn't say was pressed back. She noticed what happened in moliancheng just now. It seems that he has already known something about going to America in a strange way. These three days are the key period. Even if Mo Liancheng doesn't say that Mu Qingqing lives alone in such a big villa, he is really a bit empty and uneasy.

At the thought of the killed dog and the bloody knife, Mu Qingqing obediently quieted down and had no plan to defend against Molian city.

Mu Qingqing can be regarded as three in and three out of Donglin villa. When he came out of the bathroom, Mo Liancheng was walking to the door with his robe and pillow. When he saw Mu Qingqing come out of the bathroom, Mo Liancheng frowned and put down his things. He looked at Mu Qingqing with severe eyes, but finally fell on her feet.

"How many times have you said that? The floor is cold. Don't walk around barefoot. You are already cold, so it is easy to get sick. In another ten years, you will know! " Mo Liancheng while fragmentary read nagging, while bending over the body will put in the bathroom door slippers on Mu Qingqing's feet.

The hair is still dripping with water. Mo Liancheng sighs and reaches out to Mu Qingqing's neck, Mu Qingqing subconsciously hides for a while.

"What do you think I want to do?" Mo Liancheng mouth gently raised, light said.

Mu Qingqing's eyes are not as straightforward as usual, avoiding Mo Liancheng's questioning, some embarrassed to throw elsewhere. Without waiting for mu Qingqing to return to his senses, a large soft bath towel fell on Mu Qingqing's head, followed by the wanton rubbing of moliancheng.

"Hello! You should be gentle Mu Qingqing's voice is a little stuffy in the towel, but it's not hard to tell that she is reluctant. Every time Mo Liancheng wipes her hair like this, it always brings a lot of complaints. He has been used to it.

The servant who was about to knock at the door heard the sound and left the door of the master bedroom and crept downstairs.

It is ridiculous that every time when Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing come to the real place, they are always bumped into for no reason. On the contrary, when they are normal, they begin to know how to avoid danger.

The hair dryer is making bursts of noise on her head. The noisy people are a little agitated. Mu Qingqing thinks that she doesn't like blowing her hair. Maybe this is the reason. In short, if Mo Liancheng was not around, Mu Qingqing might not have used the hair dryer in his life.

"All right Mo Liancheng deliberately left the towel on Mu Qingqing's head, without a serious look, playing a trick on Mu Qingqing.

Pulling the towel at the beginning, some dishevelled broken hair was put on Mu Qingqing's peerless beauty, but it had a special flavor, "you are boring!"

When the voice fell, the towel had flown to the head of Molian city.

Both of them refused to accept defeat. They just lay on the bed tired after a fight like a child. They had their own worries and worries. However, when Mu Qingqing is around, Mo Liancheng's heart seems to have sustenance, even if she may not be able to stay permanently.

Not surprisingly, the day after tomorrow, it's the time for xiaochiyan and song Dongjian's group to hold a formal media conference. Mo Liancheng seems to be very worried. Mu Qingqing tried to ask several times, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Did you see it?" Mo Liancheng suddenly talks and pulls back Mu Qingqing's pupils.

"What are you looking at?" Mu Qingqing asked.

Mo Liancheng turned his head and felt each other's blazing breath with Mu Qingqing's face within a distance of less than half the width of his palm. "Didn't you get ye Youran's diary? Don't you plan to have a look at it?"Yes, ye Youran's diary is still in her hand. When she handed the recovered diary to Mu Qingqing a few days ago, she took it upstairs for the first time and planned to look through the contents.

If it wasn't for the mysterious key, Mu Qingqing would not have the courage to see it so soon. Maybe it was the wrong time. When Mu Qingqing opened his diary, there was a temporary power failure in the area near Chengqi villa. Later, I heard that the lightning struck the nearby cable, which led to the emergency power failure.

Mu Qingqing also had to put the diary in the drawer, lying in the dark room, sleepless all night.

"Let's talk about it later..." Mu Qingqing didn't say much about it. Some people deliberately avoided the topic and suddenly got up.

"I'm hungry. Go down to dinner." Mu Qingqing pushed open the door and went downstairs. Mo Liancheng looked at her back and did not continue to ask.

During the meal, Mu Qingqing probably felt that his attitude was too cold, so he asked Zhong Lin casually, "it seems that I haven't seen Zhong's help for a long time. Is he busy recently..."

"Well, I sent him to deliver a lot of precious metal materials, and it will take some time to come back!" While eating, Mo Liancheng responded faintly.