Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 470 Gang Leader, Enemy, or Brother? ! (19)

There is an instinct in my heart, I want to go up, stretch out my arms, and hug him gently.

However, Irene tried hard to suppress her expectations.

He stepped forward with his right foot, but finally he didn't move forward, but turned around and strode out of the door of the side hall.

But at this moment, Qin Tian, ​​hearing her voice gradually walking away, had a helpless smile on his lips.

He didn't know how Irene felt about him.

It's a pity that he has no feelings for her.

That's how it is in the world.

Some people can fall in love at a glance.

Some people are not tempted for the rest of their lives.

However, soon, Qin Tian's face became clear.

Even the younger sister who was thought to have disappeared can be found again, and the person who belongs to him must be waiting for him somewhere.

Up, separated by a floor.

Leo hid on the big bed in the guest room, looking up at the ceiling in the darkness, sighing in the same way.

It was already an infinite surprise for Leo that Mo Chou and Murong Lin could appear in the Qin family mansion.

From the mining fields outside Las Vegas to Bangkok, he knows.

Although Mo Chou never mentioned him, he was also one of the reasons.

Although he couldn't have Mochou like Murong Lin did, Yu Liao was lucky to have such two good friends.

From Irene's mouth before, he already knew that Adam was not dead.

Such a result was satisfactory enough, what else could Leo hope for.

Looking up at the exotic and clear night sky through the gap in the curtain, Leo laughed at himself.

"My God, next time, if you want me to meet those women who are special enough to make me fall in love.

Please, don't create me such an insurmountable competitor.Definitely, definitely! "

Across the floor, and then upwards.

In this competition, Murong Lin, who won Mo Chou with a complete victory, is hugging the shoulders of his "trophy", lying side by side with Mo Chou on the bed, enjoying this rare quiet time.

At first, his fingers were just playing with the tips of her hair.

Soon, he brushed her collarbone dishonestly, slid onto her chest, and said frivolously.

"Honey, why don't we try to see if the elasticity of your old bed is good?"

(End of this chapter)