Chapter 367

"Don't tell me you're kind. Tell me. What's your purpose?"

Muqiao pursed her lips and frowned slightly, but she was not surprised by the man's reaction. He was so grateful that she was surprised.

Took a breath, no response.

I lift my hand to untie the apron, but I'm not careful. The apron belt is tied up by mistake.

"Mr. Mo, can you help me She said, turned her back to the man, and the buttock skirt showed her perfect buttock shape.

Mohan reflexively stretched out his hand and finally froze in mid air. His fingers slowly bent and finally dropped. Is he crazy?

Seeing that there was no response for a long time, Muqiao turned his head and looked at Mo Han. He pursed his lips awkwardly. "It's OK. I'll find someone else to solve it. Mo always eats slowly."

Nodding, stepping back and opening the door, she saw the German man who had received them wandering back and forth at the door. She spoke in German and asked him for help.

German men are very polite, "with pleasure."

Although the man was very tall, Muqiao was wearing high-heeled shoes. They stood in front of each other. In the blink of an eye, their posture was very ambiguous.

Through the slightly open door, Mo Han's face sank a little.

After the tape is untied, Muqiao smiles at the German man, "Andreas, Danke (thank you)..." After a pause, he looked up and asked, "sind SIE verlobt?"

"Miss mu, are you free in the evening?"

She uses German, but Andreas politely replies in Chinese. Her accent is not standard, but her eyes are very sincere. Muqiao thought he came here for cooperation, but he came to her unexpectedly.

For a moment some embarrassment, pursed lips, the corner of the eyes of the remaining light looked indoors, drooping eyebrows, "have time in the evening."

"That's great, Essen SIE abends nach der Arbeit haben, ES gibt Etwas, mchte. I'd like to invite you to dinner after work in the evening. I have something to ask you He exaggerated to turn half a circle in place, for a while Chinese, for a while German, make Muqiao smile, nodded, "see you in the evening."

After Andreas left, Muqiao looked at his back, gently raised the corner of his mouth, put his hair behind his ears, folded his apron, turned around, and saw that Mohan was looking at her with a dark face.

Put the apron on the table, "Mr. Mo, I'll go down and change first."

Finish saying, slightly nod, a pair of business like, completely without the feeling of husband and wife.

"What did he tell you? Don't forget, Muqiao, we're not divorced yet With that, he took the millet porridge on the table, drank it and put the bowl heavily on the table.

Muqiao looked at her and made a sudden appearance, "I thought Mo always forgot?" Finish saying, cold hum a, turn round to want to leave.

The arm was suddenly grabbed.

"Muqiao, you'd better not provoke me."

Muqiao looked back at him. His eyes moved down slightly and fell on his slender hand. He explained calmly: "Mr. Mo, you may have misunderstood me. Andreas just wanted to help me with something."

With that, he pushed away Mo Han's hand and turned to go downstairs.

Listening to the sound of high-heeled shoes, Mo Han angrily waved the stool beside him to the ground. He hated the woman's attitude of not caring about anything.

Muqiao went back to his room, put on a delicate make-up, braided his hair into a centipede braid, a silk white shirt, and a black hip skirt. It was fashionable, grand and intellectual.

She went downstairs to have something to eat, and sat on the bamboo chair at the door of the hotel waiting for Mohan. Because there was enough time, she took out the information in the file bag and read it again. For the first time, she translated German to Mohan. To be honest, she was a little nervous.

Elegant temperament, good looks, even if nothing to do, sitting there, are their own landscape.

The return rate is very high, including Jin Qingyuan.

"Qingyuan, what are you looking at? Let's go. "

Qingyuan

Wood Joe double finger a force, thin paper was pinched into a ball.

"Le Qingyuan, what do I call you?"

The paper finally broke. Muqiao always thought that she had been indifferent to the name, but now her heart was tied together, and she knew that she cared more or less.

Tall shadow fell on the wooden table, "Muqiao, is that you?" The voice is still soft and magnetic.

As he once said to her in the same gentle voice, "Joel, I really like you."

"Joel, how can I have you?"

"Joel, we'll have a baby when we get married next year. Do you like boys or girls? It's still a girl, like you. "

"Joel..."

Scenes of the past, so clear, still in front of us, but, it is so unbearable.

The words on the document, gradually blurred, Muqiao swallowed saliva, did not respond, did not look up, she did not want to let the man see her silly tears for him.She put the documents into the file bag, but the shadow did not change its position, and the stagnation of her chest came.

"Qingyuan, who do you know?"

The female voice is very sweet and harsh.

Muqiao looked to the other side, but his hand on his thigh was shaking and slowly clenched.

"Former customers."

Former customers??? Muqiao felt that a string "bang" was broken in his heart, and his heart sank a little bit, and his blurred vision became clear gradually. He couldn't help feeling that he was really ridiculous. He was just a colleague. Muqiao, what are you crying for?

After her mood calmed down, she stood up slowly, turned her head and looked at Le Qingyuan. Her eyes were clear and her smile was: "Mr. Le, long time no see."

Some of the women around her are slightly fat, but her facial features are exquisite. She looks at her with the same expression. Looking up at Le Qingyuan, she has obvious love in her eyes.

Le Qing Yuan is looking at Muqiao, he glared at her, Adam's apple rolling, "OK?"

A man who doesn't dare to say goodbye to her face to face, a man who can turn a blind eye to him for money, a man who doesn't even dare to admit his lover, wood Joe doesn't want to say more to him.

Mo Han saw Muqiao at the door from a distance.

"My sister-in-law seems to have cried." Approaching, Qin Hao suddenly opened his mouth.

Mo Han looked up, saw her red nose, pants pocket, fingers moved, turned his head to look at Qin Hao, tepid said: "do not remember you called my brother, where's the sister-in-law?"

Qin Hao didn't support him. He just raised his chin to him and motioned him to look ahead.

Mo Han person hasn't seen clearly, in the bosom rushed into a soft fragrant body.

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