The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 339
Tang Yimo was woken up by the sound of fireworks.

When I opened my eyes, the sky outside the window was completely dark, and on the sky like a curtain, two or three stars were dotted.

But at this moment, a large piece of fireworks is in full bloom, blooming with strange colors in the sky.

Her face was also stained with joy.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival," she said.

The car was driving on the highway, and Mo Xiqing gave her a very indifferent look.

The air conditioner in the car was on, which was in stark contrast to the harsh environment with strong winds and strong winds outside.

She looked over with a smile, and for a moment, the bright fireworks behind her became the background and foil.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." He replied.

Tang Yimo held his lips and looked out the window again.

When she was in Tongqi Hospital, she watched the fireworks blooming outside the window countless times, feeling extremely free in her heart.

Even if it is fleeting, at least the moment it blooms, it must be extremely free.

But now that she has left the hospital, she can get closer to the fireworks, and she is also sitting in the galloping car.

She is free.

Tang Yimo felt extremely satisfied.

This kind of satisfaction made her move lightly involuntarily, looking around, clamoring for joy in her heart.

But Mo Xiqing obviously misunderstood.

At the next intersection, he suddenly said, "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

Tang Yimo: "..."

She stopped her movements immediately and sat there in a well-behaved manner.

A few seconds later, he said, "Let's stop at the service area in front."

It was afternoon when she fell asleep, and it is already past eight o'clock in the evening.

They had already arrived in the capital, and he must be tired after driving for so long.

Mo Xiqing did not doubt that he had it, and sure enough, after dozens of kilometers, he stopped at a service area.

Tang Yimo went to the bathroom, and when he came out a few minutes later, the man was half leaning against the car door, with his long legs curled up, leaning there lazily.

He held a cigarette between his fingertips, and the fireworks flickered in his hand, and the lingering smoke dispersed, making his face unreal.

"Mexico."

She yelled suddenly, and was a little dazed after she finished.

Just now Mo Xiqing was so far away from her, as if he was unattainable and could disappear at any time.

But when he looked over, it became within reach again, and everything just now was just an illusion.

Messing strode over.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm hungry again, let's go eat something and rest for a while."

Tang Yimo thought for a while, and only thought of this reason, even though Mo Xiqing would definitely think that she could eat like a pig.

But with that said, he could also rest for a while.

Mo Xiqing glanced down at her, the light was dim, so she didn't notice the doting smile that flashed across his lips.

"Okay." He didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.

He led the people in, but behind him, an unexpected voice suddenly sounded, "Master Mo?"

Messi paused.

Tang Yimo was also a little surprised, and looked back together.

I saw two familiar figures standing a few meters away. The one who shouted in front had silver-gray hair, unruly features, and a chic demeanor.

It is clear.

And behind him, there was another person standing quietly as tall as a jade, his faint temperament seemed to blend with the night, but it was hard to ignore.

He was wearing a hat and a mask, revealing only a pair of black eyes filled with stars, with beautiful eyebrows.

Tang Yimo's eyes widened slightly.

Leng Yan?How could he stay with Minglang and still appear here!

(End of this chapter)