It's full of provocation.

Mo Beiyan stood there, the light and light light shining on his face, inexplicably lonely. He looked at Mo Huantong, "Do you really want me to leave?"

Mo Huantong's expression remained unchanged, "I didn't want you to come either."

"Okay," Mo Beiyan suddenly nodded with a thin smile on his lips, "It's great, I'll leave, do you like him, right? As a result, don't shout it hurts, follow him well, don't leave until you die!"

After the words came, the man turned around coldly, walked downstairs with his long legs. When he approached the stairs, Mo Beiyan suddenly turned around, "You'd better follow him attentively. If one day you change men, don't blame me for being merciless!"

“…”

What's the meaning?

baffling……

Mo Huantong stood with a pale face. In less than half a minute, the sound of being thrown from the gate downstairs came, and the bang made people's eardrums shocked.

He left.

Mo Huantong's heart fell to the ground, and she slowly turned around, brushed Meng Shaoling's shoulder and walked towards the entrance.

My wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"Huantong."

"I'm tired."

"Just now……"

"Aren't you going to get a gun?"

“…”

Meng Shaoling's eyes turned cold, and she thought she didn't see it, "I just want to protect you, I don't want him to take you away."

"You promised me that I would not hurt him. My affairs with him are not related to others. I don't want you to see him with prejudice because of me."

"Are you talking for him?"

"If you understand this way, I have nothing to say."

She spoke tough. Meng Shaoling thought, maybe she was angry when she saw him wanting to take a gun. He had to temporarily soften his expression, "Huantong, I'm sorry, I'm impulsive. Even if you don't stop me, I won't really shoot him."

“…”

"Don't you know me yet?"

“…”

Does she understand?

Mo Huantong did not answer, but broke away from his hand, "Don't send me these things in the future..." Her eyes fell on the pigeon placed in the living room, "I really don't like it, thank you."

"I was already ready to go back, but I thought that you could drink the soup when you get up tomorrow morning, so I bought it halfway and bought it and bought it back," Meng Shaoling said with a smile, "I'm going to stew now. You are in poor health, so you need to replenish it."

"It really doesn't need to..."

"You go to bed first, don't argue, I won't leave until I finish stewing."

“…”

Mo Huantong walked back to the bedroom, she lifted the curtains, and below the apartment, Mo Beiyan's sports car was no longer visible.

That's it...

No need to see you again in the future.

Huantong didn't move for a long time, and leaned against the windowsill and was stunned for a moment.

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When Mo Beiyan returned to Chaoyang Capital, he was close to six o'clock in the morning. He said nothing and went upstairs to wash and change clothes.

It was not dawn and Tong Ran had not woken up yet. I had no idea where the quilt was kicked. Mo Beiyan leaned against the head of the bed, holding a cigarette in his hand, and stared at a certain place with his eyes.

...

"What does it have to do with me if you die?"

"You go! I never want to see you again!"

...

Once upon a time, he could remember every word she said so clearly?

No word of mouth.

I can't forget it even if I want to...

Mo Beiyan leaned back his upper body, and the cigarette in his hand fell on the pillow. He covered his face with both hands and buried his head in his knees.

...

...

night.
Chapter completed!