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After saying that, he picked up the jade pendant and turned around and left the room.

I took the elevator straight to the top floor.

It is relatively quiet here, completely isolated from the hustle and bustle downstairs. In a special location, professional design can see the situation downstairs, but the downstairs will never disturb you.

It's already lunch time.

But the light in the room was very dim.

In the direction of the bedroom, the door was not closed, and you could see a figure lying on the goose-shaped bed there. The ink blue silk pajamas were smooth and smooth, and they slid slightly from the man's excessively pale shoulder blades. The lines of the back muscles were just right, both a bit thin and sickly sexy, and very beautiful.

Mo Qingqiu entered the door and headed straight to the bedroom. When he stood at the door, he knocked on the door and wrapped his chest with one hand and said, "The person has left."

His voice is not very high.

It took a long time to react inside.

He moved slightly, and his black hair slid down his forehead. From the side, he looked at his high nose bridge, with a superior and delicate curve, and his faint drooping lips were light red.

The tip of his throat rolled, and his voice was filled with impatience: "Where is the thing?"

Mo Qingqiu weighed the box in his hand and threw it directly towards it.

The person on the bed raised one hand, held his slender fingers, and the silky pajama sleeves slid down. The crescent scar on the side of the wrist could be seen faintly.

Zhuang Huaijun sat up from the bed, got out of bed, tied the belt around her waist again, and her slightly drooping eyelashes were dense and long.

"It seems she is indeed suspicious."

He looked at the things in the box and gently pulled the corner of his lips: "It's still so smart."

Mo Qingqiu raised his eyebrows: "Will Jiang Yuji want to notify me?"

Zhuang Huaijun put the box on the table, and the warm jade was shining with a faint light, as if it had stored a person's body temperature, and it was very spiritual.

"Of course, some things have not been done yet, so of course he has to hide them."

Mo Qingqiu changed his standing posture and raised his chin slightly: "Actually, I'm quite curious."

Zhuang Huaijun poured a glass of wine and gently stroked the mouth of the glass with his fingertips: "You have been talking lately."

Obviously, I have guessed what Mo Qingqiu wants to ask.

Mo Qingqiu snorted and laughed: "Then I want to ask, what is the relationship between you and Miss Shen? It seems that it is not just as simple as meeting you recently, right?"

Anyway, he has been trying to die once or twice. It’s not too much to gossip about the boss’s past?

Zhuang Huaijun paused and raised his gloomy eyes, "If you are very idle, why not try to get rid of the counterattack of the female head of the Wen family. If she still disturbs the antique market, I will take you to the top."

Mo Qingqiu: “…”

"No, how can I solve it? It was my fault. She wanted to kill me when she saw me and give me some other work."

Bang--

The door was thrown up.

Mo Qingqiu: “…”

have to.

He was in trouble.

When I turned around and went downstairs, I ran into a hot girl with a black hip skirt. She was probably a foreign mixed-race, with three-dimensional facial features and whiter skin.

He glanced at him and wanted to leave.

But unexpectedly, the other party actually wrapped itself up, and as if it was purposeful, he hugged one of his hands and pressed them tightly against his arms that rolled up their sleeves.

Body temperature was transmitted immediately.

Mo Qingqiu lowered his gaze calmly: "It's broad daylight, give it to you?"

Nah, Mo Qingqiu is out, the legend is the strongest one and the strongest one and the king
Chapter completed!