"Yuanfu!"

Mo Xiangxiang is impatient. When he comes here, his suitcase is buttoned up, which is equivalent to being quiet. At least he hasn't had time to talk to his superior yet.

It seems that Yuan Fu wants to control her completely?

Mo Xiang gave a cold smile.

That night, after she picked up the children, she sent them to the old house.

The warlord returned to the manor one after another.

As soon as I entered the main building, I found that the servant's expression was very strange. The housekeeper Fook came up and said, "Lord Xiaoye..."

With that, he glanced at the Secretary's love, and then stopped talking.

War engine owl light cough a, "have words to say directly, in front of the face of love, what can't say?"

The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat on his head, "Lord Xiao, master bedroom upstairs..."

Looking at the housekeeper's expression, Zhan Qingxiao immediately guessed what was going on. His face suddenly changed, and he walked upstairs with long legs.

Si yie also catches up.

When the door of the bedroom was pushed open, Mo Xiangxiang was lying on his side on the big bed with the back of his head in one hand. On the bed were fruit plates filled with big and red cherries.

Plain hand holding a car Li son, in the mouth, toward the door of the two people threw a wink: "Hi."

The Secretary's eyebrows jumped, pressing down her cold heart: "are you going too far? In other people's homes, sleeping in other people's husband and wife's bed, is it so cheap in my bones? "

Mo Xiangxiang turned and turned to prone position. He supported his chin with both hands. He tilted his toes and shook in the air. He giggled: "but soon, this is my place. After all, your husband is missing now. Seeing things and thinking about people is the most sad thing. I only thought of this because of the humanized consideration of giving preferential treatment to hostages. In the future, I live here and you move out, You don't have to worry about this empty room. "

The Department loves to bite a lip, the eye is momentarily taking a silk wet, fiercely stare at the eye Mo Xiang Xiang and the battle engine owl of one side, turn round to walk.

The battle engine owl's face was livid. He untied his sleeve, pulled his tie twice, and untied three buttons on his collar.

He is very handsome, tall and strong, and has excellent temperament. He has a cold face like this. When he does this kind of action, it is no doubt tantalizing and makes people feel confused.

Mo Xiangxiang saw him do this, his heart suddenly clapped for a while, unexpectedly did not come from a bit of shame.

She got up slightly, knelt on her knees, looked at the battle engine owl and said, "Yuan... Yuan Fu... Should we have a good talk again?"

Seeing the man coming towards her and holding out his big hand, Mo Xiang's heart beat faster.

Sure enough, as long as the female pursues the male's interlayer yarn, as long as he takes the initiative, the man is really on the set.

"I..."

She stood up and was about to say something. Suddenly, a fierce palm wind came towards her. Her wrist was so hot that it hurt. It was like being clamped down by a pair of pliers. A strong force pulled her directly from the bed.

"Ah

Mo Xiangxiang exclaimed in surprise. Before he could resist, he was dragged several meters away by the man and pushed directly to the corridor.

"How did you get in?" he said

Mo Xiangxiang was thrown head and foot, just beautiful and fantasy was also broken by this fall.

She leaned against the wall, put her arms in her arms, and said with a smile, "Yuanfu, you want to imprison me, control me, and make me unable to make a job up, but you still look down on me. Even if you set up a net in this manor, you can come and go freely for me."

She escaped from the side building, and no one noticed her. She sneaked into the master bedroom of the main building, but she didn't know it.

The battle owl stared at the woman. He had investigated the organization before, and roughly understood some of its members, such as Mo Xiangxiang. She was best at Fox art and detachment, so it was most suitable for intelligence agents and spies.

Although he has asked Yunxu to do his best to investigate, that organization is like a glacier on the ocean. All that can be found is things floating on the surface. As for those hidden below, it is very difficult to find them.

It seems that the rumor is true. It's really hard to deal with Mo Xiang.

War Qing owl droops eyes, light swept a woman one eye: "you shouldn't be so high-profile."

"High profile?"

Mo Xiangxiang suddenly came forward and climbed up his neck like a boneless hand: "where is the high profile? Wasn't I always that bad? Don't you just love me

Zhan Qingxiao frowned, pulled away the woman's arm, pushed her away, and said in a cold voice, "do you want everyone to find that Zhan Qingxiao's temperament has changed greatly since he returned home? Then it aroused the vigilance and suspicion of those superiors in Yunzhou, who were against me? "

"Not as exaggerated as you say?"

Mo Xiangxiang lightly bumped Xia Zhan Qingxiao with his shoulder and said, "I think you have changed a lot during this period of time. When did you become Liu Xiahui?"

"Special circumstances, special requirements."

The battle engine owl pushed away her soft boneless body and said coldly, "if you want to live here, don't get into trouble again."

Drop this sentence, battle engine owl clapped palm..

At this time, the bodyguard suddenly came up from all directions and clasped Mo Xiangxiang's shoulder: "Miss Mo, I've offended you."

damn!

Want to imprison her?

It's not that easy!

Mo Xiangxiang suddenly stretched out his hand, and the trigger on his thumb popped up a barb, which went straight to the bodyguard.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the bodyguard covered his eyes and rolled to the ground in pain. Black blood flowed from between his fingers.

Poison on the finger!

Seeing that Mo Xiangxiang would continue to do harm to others, Zhan Qingxiao twisted his eyebrows and went straight forward, reached out and clasped her arm and pressed her against the wall, making her unable to move.

"Let go of me!" Mo Xiangxiang struggled desperately. Zhan Qingxiao's face was cold and fierce. He didn't pay any attention to her at all. He turned around and told the people, "help the wounded to the hospital quickly."

"Yes."

In a period of chaos, the bodyguards carried the wounded and left quickly.

Zhan Qingxiao folded Mo Xiangxiang's arm with his backhand, and put the spanner with the sting against her carotid artery. "How about you taste the poison yourself when you like to poison people so much?"

Mo Xiang was so angry that he cried out: "Yuanfu! You are crazy? You're going to kill your colleagues for the sake of a servant? Do you think you can kill me without being aware of it? The organization will not let you go easily! "

"Well, because you make trouble out of nothing, you think the organization will easily bypass you?"

"I can't tie you, but you have to obey the rules of the game," he said

He took the trigger off her fingertip.

"Yuanfu! Do you think that if you take away my luggage and my fingers, you can completely control me? "

"If you dare to do anything harmful again, I don't mind turning over a corpse to the organization."

"You

Mo Xiang's spirit doesn't come out.

"Don't you want to be a friend of Si yie? Then you'll do your part

Leaving this sentence behind, the warlord turned and left.