"It's not that I don't like it..." Mu Jianing didn't know how to explain it. When it was her turn to have a relationship, she suddenly couldn't explain it clearly, "Take it slow, there are too many things happening recently, and I and him are like this. fine."
"What does it mean to be good? You like him so much, but he hasn't confessed to you yet? Then what does he mean? Are you looking for a spare tire?" Ling Mei couldn't bear to be wronged by her baby daughter.
"Mom!" Mu Jianing specifically defended Tingyun, "I don't allow you to say that!" She stood up and changed her face, "You should think about your own affairs with Lao Mu!"
After saying that, she turned around and felt excited.
Mu Jianing is really happy. She can see Tingyun for granted tomorrow! He will also drive over to pick her up, which is great!
This is how you feel about loving someone. You feel very satisfied when you meet them. When you look at them, you feel like you have the whole world.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, the door of a certain operating room of Boai Hospital opened.
Chen Yi walked out with a tired look on his face. He had changed his clothes and washed his hands. Although the surgery just now had sudden changes, it had been handled properly.
This is a successful operation. Although it is complicated, the patient has become safe.
Chen Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was not too early and he was about to get off work.
Back in the office, opened the drawer and took out the phone and put it in his pocket, then took it away.
He did not go back to Emerald Bay, but drove his car to his home. Along the way, he played a random song in the car.
"Who is singing on the shore? I can't sing all the apricot blossoms and the drizzle is blocking the north autumn. Who is drinking alone under the moon and drinking a cup of heartbroken heart?"
Chen Yi couldn't help but think of Mo Jingyao who had been missing for many days... That sad mood could never be relieved, and he might never love him again in his life.
There is no news about the salvage team left in the ancient town, and there is no good or bad.
When Chen Yi got home, he came out after taking a shower. It was already twelve o'clock.www.yshuge. org
He picked up his phone to adjust the alarm clock, but saw an update prompt on the screen.
Chen Yi stopped, staring at the screen, and his eyes were astonished! It was very unexpected!
He quickly turned on his phone and confirmed again, and it was indeed updated!
Chen Yi quickly clicked on the update content of this chapter. He looked down at a glance and confirmed that it was Jing Yao's writing style, and her spiritual energy and kindness were emitting between the lines.
After being excited, he quickly called Mo Jingyao! He still prompted to turn off the phone.
He was not discouraged and quickly called Jingting's number, regardless of whether it was now or whether the other party was asleep.
At this time, Emerald Bay, in the huge master bedroom.
On the wide and soft bed, Mrs. Jing and Mrs. Jing were actively creating people in order to complete the arduous tasks assigned by the war and Duoduo.
But the phone rang out of time...
After interrupting the rhythm of the two, Jingting was a little depressed, but Li Mi held up his face and said, "Ask, there must be an urgent matter so late, and most people dare not call you at this point."
It's so disappointing!
Jingting nodded. After hearing his wife's words, he pulled up and reached out to grab his cell phone from the bedside table. When he saw that it was Chen Yi.
"Hey." He slid his long finger over the answer button and spoke without saying a word.
"Mr. Jing Yao's update!"
Chen Yi's extremely excited voice came over, shocking Jingting. He chased and asked, "Are you sure? Didn't you see the flowers? Is it hers?"
"It's true! I added this book to the bookshelf and have been following the articles, so there is an update prompt, and it will be updated at around 8 o'clock in the evening! She is still alive! She is still alive!" Chen Yi was so happy that he was so happy.
Jingting knew that Mo Jingyao's phone number must not be reached. He thought for a moment, "In this way, I'll ask Mo Fan to track it to see which server it was posted through. You send me the name and the first-time website to my WeChat, and I'll reply to you tomorrow. ” This chapter has been completed!