Mr. Mo, your ex-girlfriend is asking for reconciliation again

Chapter 63 Would I not understand?
Qiao Ruoxin smiled gently, and played with the man's earlobe with her slender fingers: "Brother Mo Chen, your earlobes are so thick, you are really destined to be rich."

The man frowned and pursed his lips.

His earlobes felt like they were being gently scratched by a kitten's claws. It was itchy and comfortable.

"Little devil, stop it."

His voice was extremely hoarse.

Qiao Ruoxin had a bad heart, and deliberately put her lips close to Mo Chen's ear and whispered, "The next episode of Idol 101 will broadcast my first performance, you must watch it~ I'm wearing a very sexy black dress, and I have a great figure."

Unexpectedly, Mo Chen poured a basin of cold water on him.

"How could I not know your figure? I have experienced it myself."

"..."

Her smile faded...

And a blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and her mind couldn't help but think of her first time in her life.

It was actually really embarrassing...

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Mo Chen chuckled indulgently: "Little ghost, what are you reminiscing about?"

"what?"

Qiao Ruoxin came back to her senses, embarrassed and flustered: "No...no, I was thinking, let's go back."

The man deliberately teased her: "I know what you are thinking."

"I didn't!" she immediately retorted guiltily.

Mo Chen returned to the front of the car, placed her on the hood, and turned to look at her blushing cheeks.

His slender fingers grasped her chin and he said in a deep voice, "You're still saying no? Why are you blushing?"

"I didn't!!!" she retorted loudly with strong reaction.

Mo Chen was slightly startled, then sneered: "So fierce?"

Why does it feel like this kid's temper is starting to become like his?

She snorted proudly: "I learned it from you!"

Mo Chen frowned and tightened his grip on her jaw: "You can't learn this, huh?" "So you also know that you have a bad temper. I thought you were proud of it."

"..."

At this moment, the phone started vibrating.

The man took out his cell phone and took a look. Two words appeared on the screen: Lin Xi.

Of course Qiao Ruoxin saw it too, and in an instant, her heart sank into an abyss.

The stewardess who flies international flights?

The Lin Xi who could sit down and have a good chat with Mo Chen?
The relaxed and happy atmosphere gradually disappeared and became a little stiff.

Mo Chen picked up the phone, and then he didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, and his face looked a little ugly.

"I'll be there soon."

Then hang up.

The man picked her up and put her on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Go back, I have something urgent to do."

Qiao Ruoxin's eyes dimmed a little, and she obediently returned to the passenger seat.

Then, Mo Chen drove out of the suburbs, almost at the speed of a racing car.

Is it that urgent? Just for that stewardess?

Her heart ached. Was that stewardess also very important to Mo Chen?
The journey was supposed to take an hour, but the man took forty minutes to take her to Jiangfu No. 1.

"Go back to sleep." Mo Chen looked at her beside him and spoke in a commanding tone.

The emotions that Qiao Ruoxin had been suppressing all along finally collapsed.

Her cold little hand grasped the man's arm, her voice soft and pitiful: "Brother Mo Chen, don't go..."

Who would want their man to look for other women in the middle of the night?

Mo Chen frowned and looked down at her hands: "Why are your hands so cold?"

The temperature in the suburbs is a little lower.

(End of this chapter)