Wen Yuan's hand holding the phone tightened immediately.

The lips tugged gently, and the feeling was cold: "How long have you been listening?"

Mo Qingqiu pulled out his short black hair, his facial features were handsome and deep, and the evil nature revealed from his bones made him look very sharp, and he couldn't figure it out at all.

He sat up and the blanket slipped: "All."

"You are honest." Wen Yuan sneered coldly.

Mo Qingqiu tilted her head, and the private room was still dark, and she could only see the other party's blurry expression, "Home urges to get married?"

"none of your business?"

Mo Qingqiu said lightly: "Why is it so fierce? It's not that good to be too spicy. Ordinary men can't help but suppress it."

Wen Yuan buttoned up her clothes, "I need it?"

"Is that right?" Mo Qingqiu laughed blurrily: "But yesterday, you acted very much."

In fact, he was also very surprised.

I thought it was a love affair.

but……

This woman is actually...

This made him feel a little strange.

Wen Yuan is not a shy person. Things have happened, and the responsibility is not all his own. Yesterday she was indeed a little crazy and was very troubled with each other.

After all, both of them seem to have been engraved into their DNA. Even if they are doing things that are affectionate, their subordinates are not merciless. I don’t know if they are more lingering or want each other to die more.

"I warn you, you'd better sew your mouth in this matter. If we leave this door, we won't disturb each other, do you understand?"

Mo Qingqiu had no objection, touched the cigarette box and lit one. It was adult men and women, but that's it: "It's up to you."

Wen Yuan grabbed her coat and was about to leave.

Mo Qingqiu was a little worried about trouble. He bit the cigarette, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he said to her back: "Remember to take medicine."

Wen Yuan paused.

Because she was wearing high heels and was really presumptuous last night, she was very uncomfortable now. She immediately sprained her feet, and a fire in her heart actually surged.

She turned around, walked to him in three steps, stepping on her high heels, and leaned over and grabbed the man's neck. He just fell backwards and leaned on the backrest, looking at her through the curling smoke, not afraid or afraid.

"I want to go back again? No, it tastes pretty good."

Wen Yuan looked at him coldly, and the strength in his hand was increasing: "The matter between us is not over yet. It's best to be careful when doing things. Next time, you won't have such good luck."

Mo Qingqiu smiled faintly: "I have only heard that men are ruthless in their pants, but Mr. Wen is only too much but even too much."

Wen Yuan stopped talking about anything.

It's useless for her to regret.

Isn't it just a man? She uses it as a blessing for him, and she is not that pretentious.

She stood up and left after ignoring the man's verbal tricks.

Mo Qingqiu didn't move.

His eyes kept staring at the woman's figure and left.

After a moment, he frowned slightly, lowered his head and stroked his ribs. There were bursts of stinging pain. Wen Yuan kicked him yesterday. She wanted him to hurt. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be a crack in his bones.

No fracture.

But it's also very troublesome.

This is no longer worth mentioning from the injuries he had suffered.

Mo Qingqiu got up, the blanket fell to the ground, and his back was terrible.

He put on his clothes, found his cell phone, and saw Zhuang Huaijun's call, his eyebrows hopped, and he didn't rush to reply. During this period, Zhuang Huaijun was still sleeping, and the boss who was angry with getting up was not so unlucky to provoke him.

But it must be something he called him.

But during that period, he was talking to Wen Yuan...

Come out from the bar.

It's already dawn a lot.

Cold tide invaded.

Mo Qingqiu looked up at the gray sky. In fact, he almost didn't sleep that night. He was very alert. This was a habit that he had developed over the years. If he really relaxed, he wouldn't know when his life would return, but...

He slept with her for a while when it was almost dawn.

Very strange.

He himself didn't know whether he was not afraid of death or was at ease.

It took a while.

A car is coming.

He got into the car straight.

He took out his cell phone again and looked at a phone that had been saved inside.

Wen Yuan secretly saved it after she fell asleep.

He stepped on the backrest of the front seat and sent a message to the woman: "Why should the past be written off? If it is used in my place, what if it is not allowed?"

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On the other side.

I came back from running early in the morning.

Pei Jinxing took a shower and walked to the balcony with wet hair. He held a bottle of ice water in his hand. He lazily put his elbow on the guardrail and his cell phone in the other.

Yesterday, Qin Zhizhi inserted the tube for him for a whole day, and all kinds of them were taken one after another.

It is possible to feel that your body is recovering, at least not as painful as it was the previous few days.

There is no peace recently and many aspects of precautions are needed.

So he will make people stare at it more.

At this moment, he listened to the sound in his cell phone, and the emotions in his eyes gradually faded.

"There is no movement in Country F, but yesterday... the people from your second wife started to deal with it. It was a little late and I didn't contact you."

The sound was a little colder than the weather covered with frost.

Pei Jinxing lowered his black eyelashes and pursed his bright red lips.

It took him a long time to calm down, "I got it, I will deal with it."

This is an unexpected result.

No wonder he felt uncomfortable yesterday.

But, why are the second-bedroom people?

Why did Pei Yucheng and the others attack Shen Zhouyi? Motives and reasons?

He put away his cell phone, turned back to the room, pulled off his sweatshirt, changed into another set of clothes, and then left.

He has to go to see Shen Zhouyi.

If the second wife really wants to do something... it is asking for death.

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When Shen Zhouyi woke up, it was already past seven o'clock.

I didn’t sleep well yesterday and I was dreaming all night long.

There are so many messes.

As soon as she got up, she heard the doorbell ringing.

She casually put on a coat, went downstairs, and opened the door.

Because of the rain all night, the sky was also gloomy at this moment. The water vapor in the courtyard was heavy, and there were dew drops falling on his shoulders. In his lazily eyebrows and eyes, there were emotions that could not be dissolved. It seemed that a dense net wrapped her in it.

Shen Zhouyi subconsciously picked her eyelids: "Why did you do it so early..."

Pei Jinxing's eyes drooped and saw a thin scratch on the side of her slender and tender neck.

It has scabbed and some potion is applied, but it is still shocking to see.

Pei Jinxing's fingers were cold. He raised his hand and touched the scar with his fingertips.

Shen Zhouyi hid back and said, "Pei Jin?"

"Why didn't I call me yesterday?" Pei Jinxing took a step forward, his eyes seemed to be rolling, but he was cold and cold, making people unable to tell the difference. He was always staring at the scar, and his anger was bursting out. The aura of the black clouds seemed to be angry, but he always suppressed his movements, afraid that it would hurt her.

Saturday is about to fall ~
Chapter completed!