The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 334
"This second..."

Messing's tone was deliberately elongated.

Tang Yimo's slender eyebrows raised following his voice, until they met a pair of playful eyes.

She was startled, pursed her lips, and quickly recovered her expressionless face.

"Heh." Mo Xiqing chuckled, but he finally didn't show off, and said in an understatement tone, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but because of your willfulness, madam, I can only stay here in a different place. Make up for me a full holiday."

Hearing this, Tang Yimo wrinkled her nose in confusion.

"So this is the second one? Spend the holiday with you?"

It's hard for her to imagine that these two requirements are more than one than she expected.

But Mo Xiqing was obviously serious, nodding his head and waiting for her, the smoke curled up from his lips, covering the mask on his face with a layer of tulle, making him even more mysterious and awesome.

"But...the weather is not very good today."

If it wasn't for going to the hospital where Liu Susu gave birth, she wouldn't have gone out just now.

In this kind of weather, people can be blown away by the wind, so why go out and suffer this crime.

Mo Xiqing glanced at the sky outside the window, the curtains were wide open, and the room was dark and gloomy visible to the naked eye.

The corners of his lips curled almost imperceptibly, "It's in the room, and we can celebrate the festival."

Tang Yimo was a little puzzled, the room is so big, what's the fun?
She turned around in her head, no matter what his request was, for the sake of saving her from the pain of the knife wound just now, she couldn't refuse.

"Alright then, I promise you."

She got up, and took out a pen and paper from the suitcase beside her, "But I have to write the letter of guarantee first."

"up to you."

Mo Xiqing held a cigarette between his slender fingertips, and took out his cell phone with the other hand.

He lowered his head and was in the same posture of playing with his mobile phone, showing a bit of elegance in his hand, as if he was playing some high-end musical instrument.

Tang Yimo turned his eyes away, withdrew his mind and lowered his head.

After an unknown amount of time, the door suddenly rang.

Tang Yimo looked up, and Mo Xiqing signaled to her, "You continue."

Then he got up.

The door stopped after a few knocks, as if the people outside were also hesitating.

He was surprised when he heard the sound of the door lock, "Mr. Tang, so you are really in the room..."

The following words stopped abruptly when they met the man's face.

Mo Xiqing looked at him, narrowed his eyes for a moment, and soon returned to normal, with a calm voice, "What's the matter?"

"I... I'm looking for..."

Li Xiao's voice was intermittent.

This is a completely strange man wearing a mask.

I can't see his face, but I can clearly feel the noble and powerful aura around him, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

He instantly thought of a possibility - that Mo family young master, Mo Xiqing.

And he is also Tang Yimo's husband.

It's just that Li Xiao heard that Mo Xiqing was in poor health and was bedridden all year round, with sores on his face that were so ugly that he couldn't look directly at him.

Now that I see it, I realize that he is tall and straight, with a strong and powerful posture, his jaw is as sharp as a chisel, his eyes are as deep as an ancient well, without any fluctuation, but it clearly makes him feel an invisible pressure .

This is nothing like the rumors...

Over there, Tang Yimo also guessed who was coming, and walked over.

"Li Xiao," she called out, stopped beside Mo Xiqing, and asked, "What's the matter? The flight has resumed?"

Li Xiao pulled his lips, looked around the two of them, and found his voice after a while.

(End of this chapter)