Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

"Let's go to XX apartment on XX road first, and take Master Mo home."

Jin Qiu looked at the time and it was still early, there was still time, so let's settle him down first.

"Yes, Miss Qiu."

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The car ran all the way and arrived at Su Mo's new house very quickly. [

That was the new house where he was going to marry Su Jiayao in June.

With the help of the driver, she sat in the wheelchair. The driver helped Su Mo, and the three of them walked into the elevator slowly.

Pressed the floor, knocked on the door, but no one opened.

Jin Qiu stretched out her hand, she knew every habit of this man, and sure enough, she found the key at his waist.

After trying, she found the key to the door, she opened it, and asked the driver to help her put him on the bed.

Sitting in a wheelchair, she asked the driver to hand over a wet towel, and then she quietly wiped Su Mo's face. Her soft fingertips touched his green beard, and it hurt her palm a little. It was like a pain in my heart just looking at him.

He reached out and took off his shirt.

Throw it on the ground.

She was just rowing the wheelchair and was about to leave.

But the wrist was grabbed.

She didn't dare to turn her head back, she held her breath subconsciously, and wanted to leave, she twitched her hand vigorously, but Su Mo held it even tighter.

"Little demon, are you a little demon?"

Still like that, so stubborn.

Stubborn and helpless.

Before Jin Qiu could say anything, Su Mo picked her up from the wheelchair and laid her down on Simmons' king-size bed.

Jin Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

The old dreams of the past, like the howling and collapsing sea water, quickly submerged towards her.

Her hands clenched into fists, trying to keep herself sane.

The man's dazed eyes seemed to be trying to see something clearly, but after looking for a long time, he could only vaguely see a plain face in front of him, and he couldn't recognize who it was. [

I just feel that it seems to be his little demon......

Lowering his head, he asked softly: "Fairy, it's you, isn't it? It's been more than a year, if you don't be careful, you are finally willing to visit me from heaven, isn't it?"