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Chapter 923 Why Is His Little Poor So Sweet 29
Yan Luo couldn't help but glanced at the sky outside, and frowned.

It's raining so much, and it's still in the middle of the night, what kind of monster is this person?

But with his temperament, it's okay not to let him figure it out. After this time, there will be another time...

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, he rubbed his fingertips on the mobile phone, and finally couldn't help dialing the number in the mobile phone.

There were two rings over there, and then the familiar ringtone of the mobile phone came from nowhere.

Yan Luo was taken aback, then subconsciously stood up, took the phone, and walked towards the door.

It was pitch black outside, quiet and quiet, only a cell phone rang suddenly.

Yan Luo raised his hand to open the door, and because of the sound, the lights on the stairs also turned on.

Yan Luo looked to the side, and saw a man squatting beside his door, he was only wearing a black sweater, his body seemed to be drenched by the rain, and his hair was wet on his forehead, and he didn't know where he was. How long have you been here.

Because of the sudden lighting, he squinted his eyes slightly unaccustomed, holding the ringing mobile phone in his hand, the screen of the mobile phone was on, and the signature was beating on it.

'Daughter-in-law still ignores my 56th day'.

Yan Luo's eyelids twitched, looking at Qin Mu's dark eyes, he just squatted beside her with his mobile phone, neither saying nor doing anything, his eyes staring straight at Yan Luo, his lips The corner is pursed.

The expression on the face is stubborn and stubborn.

Yan Luo raised his hand and glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, then hung up the phone that had not been connected yet.

But Qin Mu, who was squatting here, had a smile on his lips, and his eyes sparkled, "Luoluo...you finally called me."

Looking at him like this, I'm afraid that if she doesn't find out, he will squat in front of her house all night.

I just don't know what to say about him.

Yan Luo pressed his lips tightly and squatted down, raising his hand to touch his cheek.

The cold touch made Yan Luo retract her hand subconsciously, and then her hand was pulled by a strong force, and she slammed into his arms fiercely, but the cold breath had not hit Yan Luo's body yet. Qin Mu seemed to have reacted suddenly, and blocked Yan Luo with his other hand.

Looking at Yan Luo vaguely with a pitiful look in his eyes, "I'm cold...don't lean over."

Know how to do it when it's cold!
With dissatisfaction in his eyes, Yan Luo stood up first, "Get up."

Qin Mu, who had been running after Yan Luo, stood up slowly when he heard Yan Luo's words, probably because of squatting for a long time, his body was still shaking slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the body that haunted him in his dreams was pressed against him, half dragging him to the room.

The door was finally closed, and the place outside was deserted.

He dragged him to the bathroom, frowned and looked at Qin Mu, who was obediently led by her, without expression at all, just looking at her.

Yan Luo couldn't help but pushed him again, "Where's your coat? Where did you throw it? Don't you know it's cold?"

Qin Mu pursed his lips slightly, staring straight at Yan Luo's eyes and Yan Luo's bright red lips, "I lost it."

"Go and take a shower, I'll find you the clothes you put here before."

Yan Luo looked at him like this, pursed the corners of his lips, and was about to turn around and leave.

The hand was seized again all of a sudden.

This time his hands were not so cold.

(End of this chapter)