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Chapter 193 This password is my birthday, I used to have a crush on me?

However, at this moment, the servant actually saw Leng Chenmo pick up the quilt and pillow on the ground and walk into the grocery room, with a word: "Okay, I will only revolve around you from now on."

The servants were shocked.

Tang Zhou had already thought about it. If Leng Chenmo dared to refute, he would take the opportunity to fight Leng Chenmo. Unexpectedly, the man who was once arrogant would be so easy to compromise after falling into the clouds. He was really bullied by a dog.

Bah! Who are you calling a dog?

Tang Zhou was so angry that he bumped into cotton. There was no rippling ripples. He couldn't vent or swallow it. After thinking about it, he followed him into it. He took out a bank card from his wallet and threw it on the sofa and said, "Take it out of the flowers, don't save me outside in the future, otherwise if you don't know, you will think I can't afford you."

After saying that, he finally felt relieved, and felt that he had finally wrapped his coldness and was comfortable all over.

Cold and tall body was bent down to lay a quilt, but Tang Zhou could imagine how angry the man who used to be the only one who spent money would be when he was thrown away by someone's bank card.

Tang Zhou shook his might and said, "Okay, you go to bed, I'll leave."

But before I could reach the door, I heard a cold voice: "Wait a minute."

Tang Zhou stopped and turned around. Seeing Leng Chenmo holding a credit card in his hand, he suddenly felt excited: "Why, don't you want it? I took it home, and it's so pretentious. Just take it with you. Brother Qing said, "You are considered to be a marriage partner!"

Leng Chenmo had no angry expression at all on his face. He just nodded, and the corners of his mouth were tense, as if he was trying to restrain his smile: "Do you give the card or not?"

“…”

Tang Zhou, who was waiting for Leng Chenmo to smash his credit card back, never dreamed that Leng Chenmo was saying this.

"Why, don't want to give a password?"

Tang Zhou took a deep breath, took a deep breath, then reported a string of numbers, and then walked out with big strides.

Leng Chenmo nodded, but suddenly said behind him: "This number seems to be my birthday. I used to have a crush on me?"

Tang Zhou staggered and pulled out the Swiss army knife again. No one stopped him. He must go in and cut Leng Chenmo to death. He could imagine what he had secretly in love with him. He just wanted to set a password that no one could guess. He thought it was the safest thing for the enemy's birthday!

...

Ye Junqing pushed the domineering man hard in his study, then rubbed his swollen mouth hard and ran away in panic.

Whoever wants to fall in love with him? If you are shameless, you will definitely have a soul-stirring medicine for her!

After escaping back to his bedroom, Ye Xingguang immediately threw himself on the bed, grabbed the quilt and covered his head with force, screaming.

But five minutes later, the girl who calmed down had her head crawled out of the quilt, but couldn't help but touch her lips, and couldn't help thinking about what Ye Junqing said. Could she really like him?

How is that possible!

"Ahhhhhh--"

The next second, the girl in a complicated mood once again stuffed her head in the quilt, and her heart seemed to be tied up, stirring it up together and unable to untie it.

Until Han Chengbei called, her head was still getting hot, and she was in a state of turmoil.

"My master, have you heard what I said? Give me a little response."

It had been two minutes since the phone call, and Ye Xingguang had no idea what Han Chengbei said: "Oh, what did you say?"

Han Chengbei grinded his teeth through the phone: "What are you thinking in your mind? I said I have a friend whose sister died at a young age. He just learned the truth about her sister's death and couldn't let it go. He wanted to buy your regret medicine, so he could just negotiate the price."
Chapter completed!
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