Chapter 419

Muqiao looks at Hanchun, frowning, but he has gradually understood something in his heart. It's about Mo han to cut the play.

She quickly took out her cell phone and dialed Mohan.

The phone is through.

"Mo Han, did you do something in the middle and cut Hanchun's part?" She didn't pay attention to her tone at the moment, with anger and doubt.

"I'm busy. I'll get back to you later." The phone was suddenly hung up.

Until more than ten o'clock in the evening, Mohan still didn't return the call. Muqiao was worried about it, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep.

Although Han Chun is not a pleasant person, acting is his career, just as translation is his favorite. It is not measured by money. Therefore, she does not want to disturb his work for her own reasons.

Think about it, she still can't help but take out the mobile phone from the table next to her, dialing the familiar numbers, just It was Wu Heng who answered the phone

On the other end of the phone, the music was deafening, and Muqiao frowned, "where's Mohan? Where are you Thinking about it, she asked aloud.

"Hello Hello, what do you say? I can't hear you... " Wu Heng's voice came with some difficulty.

"Where are you?" Joe took the receiver to his mouth and asked again in a loud voice.

Wu Heng is stunned, and then takes his mobile phone to his eyes. Muqiao

Suddenly, he swallowed his saliva, turned his head, and looked at Mo Han, who was surrounded by several women in the corner, but had no different color. He stepped back two steps and made a gesture to Mo Han, indicating that he would answer the phone.

"Mr. Mo, come out today and only talk about personal affairs, not work!"

Jiao Didi's female voice speaks fluent English. From the microphone, Muqiao bites her lips and just wants to smash her mobile phone.

Is emotion a fox or a global? It's everywhere!

Put down the phone, she almost ruthlessly pressed the hang up button, and then Take a breath, turn it off and put it in the bedside table.

After saying that, Muqiao wanted to ask how Mohan came here suddenly.

However, it's difficult to stop, so I finally chose to give up.

Early in the morning, the lonely room, the position around a cold, showing that he had already left, wood Joe inhaled, but inexplicably lost.

The phone rings suddenly.

She picked it up and looked at it, Mohan's!

Pick up "what's up?" Her voice was a little unhappy, even she could hear it.

"Wake you up?" His voice was calm.

"Come so far and go after a sleep. Mo always has a heart." After that, she felt that she was a bit like a complaining woman.

There was a moment's silence on the other end of the phone, and then there was a low laugh, "what's the time?"

Muqiao frowned and looked at the mobile phone far away. It's more than eleven o'clock?

Oh, my God, she's sleeping till now.

"Listen to Wu Heng, you called me yesterday!" Mo Han's voice is low and soft. He tries to suppress the inexplicable missing in his heart. He says slowly that he separated clearly.

"Well!" Muqiao inhaled, pursed his mouth, stroked his long hair, and answered in a low voice.

After thinking about it, he immediately added: "I want to ask you if you did the cut of Hanchun's play?"

Listen to wood Joe in the phone to ask about other men, Mo Han suddenly feel eat taste, frown curl lips, "you call is to ask this?" Mohan's voice sounded unhappy. He thought it was because Because

"I don't want to spoil people's work because of me." The wood Qiao subconscious exit explains a way, just finish saying, slightly sink under, softly ask in reply: "is it you?"

"I'm not happy..." Mo Han on the other end of the phone uttered a very sad murmur. At the moment when Muqiao frowned and didn't understand, he then said in a heavy tone: "I thought you called me yesterday because you missed me. I drove for several hours at night."

“…… "Ah?" Muqiao was slightly stunned and bit his red lip. He was at a loss.

his brain also remembered what happened last night and suddenly became shy.

Slightly wrung eyebrow, "what else can you do?"? "I'll hold you back."

"There's no hugging. It's very far away. If you don't like social intercourse, you can't go in the future." Mo Han opens his mouth and says it meaningfully.

“……” Joe frowned slightly and felt sweet.

After waiting for a while, Mo Han saw that she didn't speak. He couldn't help calling anxiously, "Muqiao, are you still there?"

"Well!" Wood Joe suddenly come back, in the heart a trace of worry, lick_ He licked his red lips and answered gently.

The atmosphere froze, as if there was no topic between each other. Mo Han was silent for a few seconds and said bitterly, "are you in bed now?"

"Yes." The wood Qiao has no guard of answer a way, some don't understand, wait to return to the absolute being come, the face suddenly flushes.

Embarrassed, in the heart, there is a trace of sweet and sour."Muqiao..."

Mo Han's tone suddenly became a little strange, Muqiao's heart inexplicably tightened, his voice involuntarily slightly tense, but his heart was vaguely uneasy, "what's the matter?"

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