Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 245 Passionate Las Vegas! (9)

Huddled together in the corner, the two directly acted affectionately.

Mo Chou's eyes were quietly staring at the alley.

Soon, a thin figure who didn't look tall followed them into the alley.

Seeing the two making out, the figure seemed to be hesitant.

However, in the end, he finally walked over to the two of them.

With the light coming in from the alley, Mo Chou could see that the other party was just a child.

That is, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, although his hair was bleached and dyed light blonde, his brown eyes and facial features that were not deep revealed his Asian identity.

"Two, excuse me!"

The boy opened his mouth, and sure enough, it was authentic Chinese.

At this time, Mo Chou and Murong Lin also let go of each other and looked at the boy.

The boy didn't say much, he just took something out of his pocket and presented it to Mo Chou.

"Someone asked me to give this thing to you!"

Mo Chou raised her hand to take the writing paper from him.

Seeing that she had put away the writing paper, the boy turned around and was about to run away.

With a flash of Murong Lin's body, the palm of his hand had already grabbed his back collar.

"Don't worry, you have finished what they asked you to do, and we still have something for you to do!"

The boy knew it was not a good thing, so he turned around and punched him.

It looks fierce, but it doesn't have a whole picture.

The fighting tactics of those little hooligans could not be Murong Lin's opponent. He stretched out his hand lazily, and Murong Lin directly grabbed the fist that was hitting him.

With a backhand twist, the boy bent down in pain, begging for mercy.

At this time, Mo Chou also carefully opened the note that the boy gave her.

Only a place and a time were written on the note.

"Fu Jinlong Restaurant, 12 o'clock!"

Looking up at the young man who was caught in Murong Lin's hand and couldn't move, Mo Chou spoke lightly.

"Who asked you to send it?!"

Although her voice was not loud, it was icy cold.

The boy glanced at her, hesitated for a while before speaking.

"I'm only responsible for delivering letters, other..."

Murong Lin pushed him to the corner.

"Brat, I think you'd better answer obediently! Otherwise..."

He raised his fist in a threatening gesture to the boy.

(End of this chapter)