Cool and handsome girls' vests

Chapter 518 believe me
Those eyes were extremely cloudy, and the pupils were dark and cold, like a bottomless black hole.

Mo Xi squinted his eyes and stared at him for dozens of seconds, then glanced at Quan Hao who was sitting behind the computer without any trace.

Just a few seconds before the video was connected, she asked Quan Hao to sit behind the computer.

This is because Quan Hao represents the Quan family. He has never confronted the other party before. He will choose to ignore the Quan family's status in the capital. Go make trouble for the Quan family.

She didn't want anyone to trouble the Quan family.

Secondly, Quan Hao sat behind the computer, which happened to be opposite to her, and the two could communicate silently without any trace, which was better than sitting next to her.

Quan Hao listened to her. Although he hesitated for a while when he heard her request, he moved his chair and sat down without saying anything.

At this moment, after looking at her briefly for a second or two, he knew that what they had just guessed was correct.

Mo Xi quickly turned his attention to the computer screen. The man stopped looking at her, took a puff on his cigar, and after slowly exhaling smoke rings, he asked unhurriedly: "Why didn't you see Quan Shao?"

Mo Xi glanced at him indifferently, leaned back on the back of the chair, raised his legs lazily, his whole posture was relaxed, but flamboyant: "You don't deserve to see him."

Hearing this, Quan Hao, who was sitting behind the computer, raised his eyebrows involuntarily when he looked at her incredibly beautiful little face.

And the person in the computer snorted lightly: "Guess who I am?"

Mo Xi carelessly pressed her cheeks with the tip of her tongue, stared into the man's eyes for a few seconds, her brows and eyes were flirtatious and provocative: "What do you think?"

The man's hand holding the cigar was obviously paused, as if he didn't expect her to say that, but after thinking about it, he didn't think it was very surprising.

An amusing smile gradually appeared on his face, and the slightly raised corners of his eyes responded to Mo Xi's provocation, and after taking a leisurely puff on his cigar, he said, "I think I guessed it."

Although what he said was true, there was no hesitation at all, but 100% certainty.

Mo Xi's eyebrows were lowered, and his gaze was sharp. The sense of oppression could be felt even through the screen: "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

The cigar was half smoked, and he stubbed it out, and he casually threw the cigarette end in the ashtray: "Your father is gone, I have no one to talk to, can't I talk to you?"

Mo Xi raised his hand and was about to grab the mouse to turn off the video with him, but before he could do it, the man said again: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, let's talk about business, I just want to see, you and you Dad, how much difference does it make?"

He paused for a moment, then smiled: "I hope you don't let me down."

After saying this, the video was cut off, and the computer screen instantly turned black again.

Mo Xi's dark eyes stared at the computer screen for a moment, and her quiet eyes were like the sea, bottomless.

Quan Hao got up and walked to her side, raised his hand and gently rubbed her head: "Go to take a shower or go downstairs?"

What the man said obviously meant that something was going to happen again. He was worried that she would think too much and be in a bad mood.

When I first came up, it was very easy, not as heavy as it is now.

Mo Xi turned her head to look at him, and was slightly taken aback when she met his deep, bright and tender eyes.

Two seconds later, she moved her lower lip lightly, and just about to say something, the phone on the table rang suddenly.

Both looked at the phone following the ringtone.

Mo Xi raised her hand to pick it up, glanced at the note, and was silent for a few seconds before she looked at Quan Hao, saw him nodding his head and rubbing her head lightly, then she nodded to answer.

After connecting, neither party spoke, and the phone was silent.

Outside, the moonlight was faint, falling into the bedroom through the tulle curtains, seeping into the light blue color, Quan Hao's hand was still on Mo Xi's head, but he didn't rub it any more, looking at the mobile phone she had placed next to her ear with lightly drooping eyelashes , seems to be waiting for the opposite person to speak.

I don't know how long it took before Yu Xuanang broke the silence and asked, "Xiao Xi, do you believe me?"

His voice is no longer as warm and easy-going as usual, and if you listen carefully, you can still hear a bit of panic.

He is not afraid of going against his father, not afraid of gossip from the world, and not afraid of death.

But he is also an individual, and he is afraid of things that are personal. He is afraid that the girl he likes will not believe him.

Mo Xi stared at the computer on the desktop motionlessly, and the light in his eyes fluctuated again and again, and suddenly remembered a sentence he said to himself before -

"Xiaoxi, I hope you can remember my words, no matter what happens in the future, I will stand by your side for no reason."

Her slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared between her brows: "Is Prison Blood busy recently?"

Just now, when she saw Yu Changxi, she didn't recognize him at first sight. After all, she had only met him once, and she had been confused since she was very young.

But since she had already guessed that it was him, after staring at him for more than ten seconds, she was still sure that it was him, and after he spoke the first sentence, she was even more sure when she heard the voice.

However, Yu Changxi is Yu Changxi, Yu Xuanang is Yu Xuanang, she will not doubt Yu Changxi without reason just because he is his father.

When Yu Xuanang heard her words, he was obviously taken aback for a while, and after a long silence, he said slowly with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I'm not very busy, just dealing with some daily chores."

That voice returned to its usual gentle and pleasant voice, with a hint of a smile on it.

After a pause of about half a second, he spoke again: "Are you planning to treat me to dinner? If so, I can go to the capital right now."

"It may not be possible recently." Mo Ximo answered him after two or three seconds: "There are a lot of things to do, and I guess I won't be able to spare time until November."

The remaining members of the Black Sect in the capital must be investigated, as well as their influence in M ​​state.

There is also the school, which is also very busy. It will take a physical test in a few days, and it will be a test at the graduate school in a while.

And that painting, less than one-sixth of it was painted.

"Okay," Yu Xuanang replied, "Then I'll wait for your call."

Mo Xi responded lightly: "En."

"Then, hang up?"

Mo Xi said "um" again.

Just after hanging up the phone and putting the phone on the table, before he could make any movement, Quan Hao rubbed her hair a little harder with his hand on her head: "Why are you planning to invite him to dinner?"

Mo Xi's hand was slightly startled, and his fingertips were slightly bent. When he turned his head to look at him, he almost subconsciously explained: "Last time, didn't he give us Lucude's address? I said treat him to dinner." Thanks for the meal."

(End of this chapter)