Chapter 552

Yu se looks at the man in front of him.

In the eyes of other women, Mo Jingyao has always been a man of abstinence. At least Yang an has said this to her many times.

But she always contradicts Yang An'an.

There is only one reason. The man who is cold and indifferent to others has never been cold in front of her, except for pet.

Like a brother next door to accept her good, her bad, all she has.

Even, he would shower her, dress her, and even feed her would be happy to do it personally.

So, she never felt how cold this man was.

But at this moment, metaphor feels.

Mo Jingyao looked at her in the same way that he wanted to tear her apart.

For one reason, he decided that she was following him.

Feeling the chill, the metaphor shrunk for a moment, "Jingyao, I..."

However, she began to speak. The next second, she was directly carried behind her by a beautiful white hand with excellent maintenance, "Jingyao, how can you describe color? What's your expression? You want to bully metaphor? I tell you, as long as I Luo Wanyi is still alive, you can't bully Yu se. You can't get through this. "

"Luo Dong..." The color is confused.

Yes, I was.

She was a little bit unaccustomed to protecting her luowanyi like this.

It's weird.

Mo Jingyao's pupil also enlarged in this moment, and his thin lips pursed slightly. After a long time, he began to speak with difficulty, "Mom, I just question her..."

However, Luo Wanyi, who was absolutely indifferent to metaphor, stood firmly on the side of metaphor at this moment, and resolutely fought against him.

As if he could do something about it.

Metaphor dominates his routine, and he is not allowed to question him?

"Then why don't you talk well? Do you want a dead face like class struggle? " Luo Wanyi continues to protect the color like a chick. Her horizontal eyebrows are cold to Mo Jingyao.

At this moment, it seems that metaphor is her children, Mo Jingyao is an outsider

Mo Jingyao rubbed his eyebrows and got a headache. "Mom, she deliberately took me away. I was there when I didn't want to give you the fluke cup. She went too far."

"Who do you think is too much? I tell you, Xiaose has never done anything too much. She doesn't want you to stay and love me, and then she worries that your soft hearted will make me unable to persist. Then, if she can't hold on to it, it's not saving me, but harming me. " Luo Wanyi said and took the metaphor's hand. "Look at you scared Xiaose. The little hands are cold and cold. I'm sorry."

“……” Muddle.

"I asked you to apologize, did you hear me?" Luo Wanyi yelled at her son.

Mo Jingyao's eyes were deep and quiet. He looked at his mother and then at the metaphor. Finally, he had to whisper, "I'm sorry."

This sound, like scratching the heart and liver, made her feel a little embarrassed. "Luo Dong, don't blame Jingyao, I did support him, but this remaining small bottle is definitely not my whim to ask him to get it. It is really useful. Well, it will be used soon."

As a result, Luo Wanyi and Mo Jingyao's faces turned black at the same time.

"I don't have another one in my head, am I?" Luo Wanyi asked urgently. Otherwise, why does the metaphor say that the remaining small bottle is still useful.

"There's a worm in my mother's head?" Mo Jingyao also asked about the past. Naturally, he was worried. No matter how his relationship with Luo Wanyi was usually, Luo Wanyi was always his own mother.

Yu se shook his head. "There was only one insect cup in Luo Dong's mind, which was the one I sucked out the first time. The little one just sucked out was just the big one. It was the relationship between mother and son. The mother cup gave birth to only one and no more."

After she explained this, Luo Wanyi was relieved, and Mo Jingyao was also relieved. However, she asked in doubt, "what is the use of this small bottle? You'd better explain it to me. "

"All right, speak up." Luo Wanyi glared at Mo Jingyao again.

Mo Jingyao had no choice but to look at the color and ask the metaphor: "you say it."

Yu se first found that this man actually felt aggrieved when, yes, a face is all aggrieved look, very lively.

He couldn't help but pinch his arm. "You, I said it's useful if it's useful. The insect cup that was first sucked out is the female cup. The reason why the female cup controlled Luo Dong's consciousness is actually controlled by another male cup."

"so, is your little bottle used to hold the male cup?" Mo Jing Yao immediately responded.

"Where is the male cup?" Luo Wanyi asked in a hurry that she would like to find the male cup directly and then break it up to vent her hatred that she had been controlled for so long.

Yu se took out the small bottle containing the female cup from her backpack and shook it. "I don't know where the male cup is. Now I can only find it through this female cup.""Now?" Mo Jingyao understood the meaning of color metaphor. He also knew that he had just wronged her. He could not help but feel more gentle in his eyes. He felt sorry.

"Well, I'll go and find it now. However, the mother cup will be put here with Luo Dong. I'll take the young cup with me."

"I'll go with you." Luo Wanyi also wants to go. She just wants to know who the person who controls herself is. She still doesn't know who planted the mother's Cup in her mind. When she thinks about it, she is afraid.

So that person has to be found out.

Otherwise, if she doesn't find out one day, she may be planted again.

It's a terrible thing to think about.

It's an unforgettable thing to find the man behind the Gong cup and find the man behind him.

"No, Luo Dong must stay here now, and where you are, the mother cup will be there. Otherwise, the people who control the male cup will suspect that I have sucked the mother cup out of your mind."

Luo Wanyi was stunned. "Xiaose is reasonable, but how can you find out the whereabouts of the Gong cup?"

"If the male cup wants to control the female cup, it must be within three kilometers from the female cup, otherwise, it will not be able to control the female cup, and if it cannot control the female cup, it will not be able to control you."

Luo Wanyi blinked her eyes, and after a while, she suddenly realized, "I remember that I didn't have any pain for the first time in those hours when I was on the plane. Does that mean that the man with the cup didn't arrive on the same flight with me?"

"Maybe, think about it. How long did it take you to get a headache after you arrived here?"

Luo Wanyi frowned and pondered. After about ten seconds, Luo Wanyi said solemnly: "if I remember correctly, it was after I came to this hotel that I had a headache again."

Hearing this, Mo Jingyao has picked up the phone