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Mo Yan Jue's voice just fell, the door of the room was knocked.

Two people are startled, entangled in the body slightly, at the same time looking at the door.

Knock on the door constantly, has not stopped the meaning, provoked Mo yanjue sword eyebrow fiercely erect, pulled the voice way: "who?"

When the man standing outside the door heard the sound coming from the room, his charming peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and said with malice: "Sir, it's me. I'm looking for you."

Hearing Yang Yilin's voice, Mu Qiqi, who was pressed under his body, pushed him hard. His eyes indicated that he should get up quickly to open the door.

Mo yanjue pressed her hands with force, and cast a warning glance at her. He gave the order to the people outside the door, "no time!"

However, the people outside the door were more enthusiastic. They knocked on the door desperately, and their shameless spirit was brought to the extreme. "Don't you, sir, you let me come back from country C. now you don't see me again, is that right?"

If it wasn't for him, he might have found the dead woman sun Zhenzhen by now!

"Go away!"

Warm palm gently in the woman's waist friction, some factors in the body have been ignited, where he has time to talk nonsense with him.

"Sir, I have something to do with you. Please open the door. Guess who I met when I came back?" In order to let him open the door, Yang Yilin also made great efforts.

Mu Qiqi, who did not dare to make a sound, heard Yang Yilin say that he really had something to do with him, so he struggled to push him and lowered his voice: "you should go and have a look. What if he really has something to do with you?"

Thin lips swept from her earlobe, sexy low way: "what can he do, don't care about him, we continue."

Go on, you big head!

Against his chest of hands to fight for power, small face wrinkled into a ball, she said angrily: "you go quickly, or I really angry."

He got up from the bed, turned to the ascetic Mo yanjue, arranged his Beige sweater and strode toward the door.

While lying on the bed, Muqiqi used this time to jump out of the bed, puffed out his long vertical hair, straightened his clothes, and then walked out of the suite with a look of embarrassment.

The voice was cold and hard, not polite: "if you don't want to film, what do you want me to do?"

Yang Yilin was not content to see anything. He immediately began to laugh with him, "Sir, I came to see you because of this play. Can we go in and talk about it?"

Mo Yan Jue did not move. He didn't mean to get out of the door at all. He was staring at him with a cold face, "what can I do here?"

"Sir, you are so unkind, sir. My brother just got off the plane and learned that he was going to have a party here for my little nephew. I came here without saying a word and brought a gift. Would you mind not letting me in Hard is not good, but soft. In any case, it is a word. He has entered the gate today.

Just now, he had heard that the Baron, who had never been close to a woman, could not wait to return to his room with his sister-in-law in front of his elders. What does this mean?

This shows that the iron tree of the Lord has finally been watered and blossomed by his sister-in-law. How can such a big happy event be less than him? Today, even if his affairs were spoiled, he could see how high his sister-in-law was.

In a second thought, she was also a woman and her best friend. She was gentle as water, but how could sun Zhenzhen be a stone with no heat?

No, artillery!

Just a little bit!

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