Chapter 464

I had a good meal.

Although they didn't know each other for a long time, Xi Muyan explained his purpose at the beginning, and Lucifer also agreed with him, which undoubtedly removed many obstacles for their next relationship.

Xi Muyan does not know whether she will come out under the siege of Mo in the south, but at least now she knows what she is going to do.

She should try to drive south Lin Mo out of her mind and heart, even if it can't be thorough, she should also make his image blurred!

After dinner, the three did not immediately separate, but took a walk on the avenue.

Jing Qian is very conscious of two to leave space, he walked on the side, with a mobile phone hanging around his neck, from time to time patting here and where.

Finally, the little guy thought that the back of mummy and uncle lufaxi were really well matched, and he was very excited to see some of them.

After taking a picture, Jing Qian kept nodding.

The mobile phone belongs to Xi Muyan. Jing Qian sipped her small mouth and thought for a while. Then she quickly opened her mother's wechat and sent a message in her circle of friends.

Just two words.

We.

The picture is the best one Jing Qian found from those photos just now.

"May I ask you to speak?" said Lucifer, turning his head with a warm smile from the corner of his lips

Looking at their shadows on the ground, Xi Muyan raised his long hair and slightly curved his lips. He said in a low voice, "of course, I will call you directly later, Lucifer."

An hour later, Jing Qian began to doze off, and lufaxi sent his mother and son back to the hotel.

Lufaxi originally wanted to send his mother and son upstairs. Xi Muyan didn't agree, so he went back to have a rest.

And they agreed to take Jing Qian to lufaxi's home tomorrow.

In the elevator, Jing Qian's face was full of excitement. He held his mother's arm and said how much he liked uncle lufaxi.

Xi Muyan did not speak, just smile and touch his small face.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Xi Muyan bowed his head and looked for the room card from his bag as he walked. Jing Qian, who was joking with him, suddenly stopped talking and even grabbed her by the corner of her dress.

So she turned her head and looked at Jing Qian.

And Jing Qian in the elevator also smile like a flower face, but at the moment is gloomy to the extreme.

As if sensing something, Xi Muyan suddenly turned his head to look forward, and then his pupil contracted violently.

The man was standing sideways in the porter of her suite, leaning against the wall, with his hands in his pockets and his cigarette in his mouth, looking at them.

Xi Muyan's smile on his face suddenly lost, and his face was a little pale.

Nanlin didn't see them coming back. There was no smile on his face.

He walked slowly to Xi Muyan with his cigarette in his mouth.

It's only five or six meters away. In Xi's opinion, it's so long. Every step of a man is like a heavy step on her heart. Once and again, her brain is blank.

In recent years, Nanlin Mo seldom shows such a gloomy and icy expression in front of her.

But this time, she even saw a burning flame in Mo's eyes.

Inexplicable, very guilty.

She kept her eyes off and kept looking for her room card.

South facing Mo did not speak, even to one side to hide, give mother and son a way.

Jing Qian took a look at mummy, and then looked at Mo in the south. Her small eyebrows tightened quietly.

After opening the door, Jing Qian pushes Xi Muyan in first, then looks at Mo in the South with vigilance on his face. After flashing into the room, he quickly closes the door.

Seeing the heavy door was about to close, the long hand suddenly blocked in the only gap.

Outside the door, a slight groan sounded.

Jing Qian in the door was stunned for a moment, looking at the big hand blocking the door with shock on his face, and his small mouth was slightly open.

Then, he quickly opened the door, his eyes fell on the big hand.

The back of the man's hand, first red, and then at the speed visible to the naked eye, turned blue and swollen.

At ordinary times, when he was squeezed by the door, his hands felt terrible pain. What's more, when he closed the door, he threw it with great effort. It was so painful to be squeezed.

Jing Qian looks at Mo's hand in the South and forgets the reaction for a time.

And south facing Mo as if nothing happened, push open the door, not injured that big hand will be at a loss to the child, a long leg extension, the door was heavily closed.

At this time, Jing Qian completely recovered and struggled to get down.

"Let me go! Don't let go of me

In the end, he was an eight year old boy, and Nanlin Mo was holding him in one hand. It was easy for Jing Qian to break free.

"Please go out, you are not welcome here!" Jing Qian pointed to the door and said with a gloomy face.

Nan Lin Mo squints at the child in front of him. After half a sound, he bends down slightly and looks at Jing Qian. His voice is very light and asks, "do you really hate me?"Jing Qian eyes some red, small hand back in the back, clenched dead.

"Yes

South face Mo Mou son dark dark, continue to ask a way, "why hate me? We used to have a good relationship

Jing Qian's lips trembled slightly, the next second, he tightly sipped.

South facing Mo looked at the child's big eyes soaked in water, and his small face was touched by his uninjured hand. Unexpectedly, he was still shunned by Jing Qian.

He straightened up, put his hands into his trouser pockets, half lowered his eyes, and said, "I know I did wrong before, but why can't you give me a chance to compensate you?"

Still did not get the answer of the little guy, lost lingering in my mind, for a long time do not want to disperse.

His sight swept around the room and then fixed his eyes on the closed door. He lifted his feet and walked over. Jingqian, like a little lion waiting for an opportunity, quickly blocked in front of him.

Nanlin Mo sighed, looked at the child gently and said softly, "baby, I have something to say with your mother, I promise I won't hurt your mother."

Jing Qian stares at him tightly, and Mo in the south does not avoid looking at him.

For a moment, Jingqian compromised.

The child's face collapsed tightly, showing a little tender voice with urgency, "at most 20 minutes, you don't leave after 20 minutes, I will call the police."

South to Mo lip corner raised a bitter smile, nodded.

South of Mo into the room, Jing Qian did not leave, but walked to the door, leaning against the wall to sit down.

He is not at ease, afraid that Nanlin will not hurt Mommy.

When Mo entered the south, Xi Muyan was standing by the window with his back to him.

The location of the hotel is very good, the room is a whole French window, the view is wide, the scenery not far away is refreshing.

South Lin Mo steps gently past, encircling the woman's waist, chin in her neck socket, close eyes, greedily breathing the familiar body fragrance on her body.

The woman's body is a little stiff, then quietly relaxed.

The man's unsteady burning breath sprayed on her white neck, and her extremely hoarse voice lingered in her ears.

"Words."