The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 86 Finally willing to come back?
When Zeng Li returned to the villa, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. When he saw the man sitting on the sofa, he was taken aback, but soon relieved.

Anyway, the one who was going to have a showdown with him didn't go to work, so it happened that it was more convenient to explain clearly in person than over the phone.

It was still the same outfit as when she went out yesterday, except that the shirt and wide-leg pants inside the windbreaker were slightly wrinkled, but it didn't affect her beauty.

Especially the long hair that was casually draped, and the face without any rouge. Although it looked a little pale, it was a little more messy.

"Sister, where did you go last night, why didn't you call to report that you are safe, I am going to die of panic." Zeng Huiyun came over in a wheelchair, with a reproachful tone, but could not hide her "worries".

Zeng Li glanced at her with a calm expression.

"There's nothing to worry about. I'm almost 30 years old. Is it possible that I will lose it?" After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiqian, who was gloomy, didn't even look at the sofa, and put his hand on it. stairs.

"Zhiqian, what's the matter, sister?" Looking at Zeng Li's back, Zeng Huiyun slid a wheelchair to Mo Zhiqian and murmured.

Mo Zhiqian glanced at her, got up, and walked towards the stairs.

As soon as he got back to his room, Zeng Li started packing his clothes.

The oversized suitcase was placed on the floor in front of the closet, and the clothes inside were taken off together, before being carefully folded, they were put into the suitcase.

Before leaving the hotel, Lei Yixiang had already booked a flight ticket. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he would go from City B to the capital and then transfer.

"Finally willing to come back?"

In a hurry, Zeng Li tidied up in a hurry, so he didn't pay attention to that slender figure entering the room, until a cold sound like spitting ice pierced his eardrums, and Zeng Li raised his head suddenly.

Looking at the man who was a few steps away from him, with his hands in the pockets of his trousers, watching her tidy up the clothes condescendingly, there was a faint curve on his thin lips, obviously he was smiling, but that smile was It made Zeng Li shudder uncontrollably.

The action of packing clothes also stopped.

Under Mo Zhiqian's gaze, Zeng Li got up and looked at him at the same level, his hands hanging on both sides couldn't help curling up.

Taking a deep breath, Zeng Li spoke with a calm tone.

"Mo Zhiqian, let's talk..."

Although he didn't restrict her personal freedom, since he wanted to leave, he should make it clear in person, instead of sneaking away, besides, she was not his prisoner.

"Hush..." Mo Zhiqian tied his index fingers, his knuckle fingers were tied in front of his lips, there was no trace of anger on Jun's face, but the thin lips were still curved, which infected Hei Yao's eyes.

He gestured to the open suitcase under Zeng Li's feet, and said softly.

"No hurry, clean up first,"

Mo Zhiqian's voice is very soft, very soft, magnetic voice, like the murmur of intimacy between lovers, if it is not because he is too clear about his character and the relationship between each other, Zeng Li might have misunderstood him, at this moment At this moment, Mo Zhiqian was talking to her.

Zeng Li exhaled again, and re-emphasized the look in Shang Mo Zhiqian's eyes.

"let's talk."

But Mo Zhiqian just gave her a faint glance, turned around, and left with long legs.

Elegant steps, no hurry, one hand in the pocket of trousers, gray blue sweater, white shirt with V-neck unbuttoned, revealing a part of sexy chest muscles, like those on the catwalk A male model with a tall and slender back.

Zeng Li narrowed his eyes slightly, squatted down again, and continued to organize the suitcase.

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　Babies, Feixiang is tangled up, is Ali eloping with the gentle and elegant brother Yixiang, or eloping?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)