"Mu Xuexin, do you think that if I can't take off your mask for the time being, I'll have nothing to do with you?"

Across a table, Mu Wan leaned forward slightly and lifted her jaw. Her eyebrows were charming and her smile was bright and moving. "You are too naive."

She is no longer the late admirer.

It's no longer Mu Wanqing who is at the mercy of sister slag and mother slag, and makes people around her die!

"Mu Wanqing! Emperor Shao has sent me to a mental hospital. What else do you want to do to me? "

Mu Xuexin struggled twice, and the stool legs made a sharp sound on the floor, like a woman's roar.

She lives like this almost every day.

Either imprisoned, or bound, or thrown into the madman pile, suffering!

"I don't want to do anything." Mu Wanqing pulls his hand back and sits in his own position, with a wild style.

She just wanted to get back what belonged to her.

Maybe even In the previous life, mu Xuexin and Si Ji joined hands and owed countless lives!

As long as you think of the tragic death of her and yeyuchen, Mu Wanqing's heart is tightly pulled up, vowing to make the culprit pay a hundred times a thousand times the price!

"A man who can't sing can't be a singer."

Mu Wanqing suddenly got up and looked down at mu Xuexin. "Even if you get this name, you will never get everything else."

No more, it's impossible to get it.

Even if she eventually died of heart disease, she would let mu Xuexin have nothing before she died.

"You..."

Mu Xuexin suddenly TENGSHEN, want to stand up.

But when her hands were tied to the chair, she immediately fell back again, rubbing the hemp rope on her wrist, causing a stabbing pain.

"Mu Wanqing, don't forget who I can't sing because of!" Mu Xuexin's eyes are red.

She was staring at Mu Wanqing, yelling, as if she was about to tear her throat, and a little hoarse.

"Oh..."

Mu Wanqing gave a gentle smile.

Yes, when mu Xuexin was a child, she used to sing on the stage. She was even praised for her natural voice and talent.

And now she can't sing

All thanks to the late Qing, so her previous life acquiesced in her pretending to be Tian Hou Qing Chen, but also in debt.

"Mu Xuexin, I have already paid off."

Mu late leans Mou light to fret, "I take two lives to return."

Voice down, the girl suddenly turned around, straight away from the Ancheng eight courtyard, the road back Qingao stubborn, like a orchid in full bloom in the rock, the more open the more prosperous.

However, Mu Wanqing didn't go far, just faded out of Mu Xuexin's sight, he suddenly stopped, supported the wall on his side, and bent down.

Pain

Gouging out the pain of the heart.

"Qing Qing, the angel's pupil can't help you with your illness! You should go to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible. I don't want to change the host

The voice of the little angel suddenly rang out. It jumped twice, and the cold clavicle chain slipped on her skin.

Mu Wanqing frowned tightly. His small face was so white that he even lost his pink lips. "I know."

She might There won't be too much time.

Mu Wan closed his eyes and squatted on the ground, leaning against the tree. His little hand trembled slightly, he took the emergency medicine and swallowed it immediately.

"Tilt, you're really going to the hospital!" The little angel is dying of her anxiety.

Mu Wan clenched the medicine bottle in his hand and gradually calmed his breath. By the way, he seriously considered that it was time to receive treatment.

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