Master Mo's beloved wife

"You are very kind, Miss Wen."

"You don't have to thank me. I'm not polite because of you." With that, Wenxi looks at Li Wenhao.

The smile on the corner of Qin Xiaolou's mouth is stiff. He looks at Li Wenhao helplessly, and the corner of his mouth is slightly aroused.

If Wenxi could stand up, it would be of great benefit to Mohist.

"By the way, Wen Hao, I heard that the nightscape of Mordor is good. Shall we go to see it later?" She approached Li Wenhao.

Li Wenhao looks at Qin Xiaolou questioningly.

Qin Xiaolou shook his head, "you go, I can go back first."

"Why don't I take you back first?" Li Wenhao hurried to meet him, facing the provocative eyes of the light and cold ink.

"I can go back by myself. You and Miss Wen have a good time." Qin Xiaolou said.

"I'll take charge of sending the building back later. I wish you and Miss Wen have a good time!"

Ink light cold lips slightly Yang, eyes fall on Qin Xiaolou's body.

"No! You're a girl. It's not safe to be so late. I don't worry! " Li Wenhao blurted out without thinking.

Wen Qian and Mo QingHan were in a daze!

One looks playful, the other is full of anger.

"Mo always said to send her back, what do you have to worry about?"

Wenxi repressed the expression on her face, glanced at Li Wenhao lightly, raised the red wine in her hand, and pursed her lips with a smile.

"Miss Qin, this is a drink to celebrate our meeting here today."

Qin Xiaolou took the cup on the table and responded with a smile.

Wen Qian didn't drink the red wine in her hand, but she slipped her hand and poured the wine on Qin Xiaolou.

"Xiaolou! I didn't mean to. Don't you blame me? " Hypocritically comforting, she quickly took the paper and wiped it.

"No, Miss Wen. I'll do it myself."

Qin Xiaolou Leng in place, eyes full of surprise, and then flash across a trace of clear.

Her clothes are full of red wine, so she's in a mess.

"Wenxi!" Li wenhaojun's face flashed a trace of anger.

"Brother Wenhao!" Wenxi heavily put the glass on the table. "Just now your eyes are almost glued to the woman. Do you still have me in your eyes?"

"It seems that you need some space to solve your personal problems, so I won't disturb you."

Mo QingHan suddenly stands up and pulls Qin Xiaolou out.

"Mo QingHan, what are you doing with me?" Qin Xiaolou exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't you think it's disgraceful enough?" His eyes fell on her, and there was a flash of anger.

"It's better to lose one's face than one's job!" She dropped her head and murmured.

Behind him, Li Wenhao wants to catch up.

Wenxi quickly grabbed him, his eyes flashed unwilling and angry.

"Li Wenhao, if you leave, don't come back to me again!"

He looked at Wenxi helplessly, his eyebrows gently faded, and there was a trace of coldness

"Wenxi, you have to be careful in your nonsense. Who asked you to do this to Qin Xiaolou just now? She's my friend."

"I didn't mean to!"

Wenxi refused to admit her death. She turned her lips. Beside her ears, Gucci's classic earrings were shining in the light, cold and distant.

"You

What else does Li Wenhao want to say? Yu Guangli's Mo QingHan has taken Qin Xiaolou far away. He has no choice but to pull Wenxi out

"Brother Wenhao!"

Wenxi's eyes fell on their tightly intertwined hands. Her angry face immediately changed into a small one, and she called his name sweetly.

"Never again." Li Wenhao was serious.

"Wenhao, where are you taking me?"

Wenxi didn't respond to him. She immediately installed the prosperous neon street in her eyes.

On the other side, Mo QingHan pulls Qin Xiaolou out of the restaurant and pushes the person into the car.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut.

Then the car left the restaurant like a bolt of lightning.

Qin Xiaolou sat in the co driver's seat and quietly looked at the ink with his spare light.

His handsome and angular face was tight at this moment, and he almost wrote "I'm not happy" on his face.

She shivered a little and wisely chose to shut up.

The night is as cool as water.

It seems that the cool over the glass, bit by bit into the car, straight let her hit a shiver.

Ink light cold through the mirror, looked at the side of no desire to speak Qin Xiaolou one eye, lips pursed more tightly.

Shouldn't this woman have something to explain to him?

The night was rough and the car was driving fast.

All of a sudden, a low groan broke the silence of the air.

Qin Xiaolou's face suddenly turned red, and his hands tightly covered his abdomen. He didn't eat anything just now. The feeling of hunger stirred his stomach.

Mo QingHan turned his eyes and looked at Qin Xiaolou, "is it very sad that I pulled you out just now?"

Qin Xiaolou shook his head in a hurry, and his eyes flashed for a while.

Why does Mo QingHan suddenly ask?

"Yes? It seems to me that you are still nostalgic about the dinner just now. How can you see other women together with your sweetheart and feel sad? "

Mo light cold light ridicule, words with a mean cool.

"I didn't. Wen Hao can find a girlfriend. I'm really happy for him!" Qin Xiaolou frowned and didn't like his tone very much.

"No? Qin Xiaolou, look at your duplicity. Don't go to work, and men secretly out date, you think I Mohist is where? "

Qin Xiaolou's face turned red, ink light cold words like a knife, white knife in, red knife out.

Not only that, but also to rigidly open that layer of shame cloth, revealing the ferocious wound below.

What's the difference between him and the Mohists?

"Mo QingHan, I allow you to look down on me, but please don't pull on others.

Wen Hao and I are just friends. Why do you insult him so much? "

Because of her anger, a thin layer of tears came out of her eyes, shining obstinately in the dark.

"Why are you going to protect him so soon?" Mo light cold retorts, "also don't know who just promised, women are really changeable creatures."

Qin Xiaolou a Leng, ink light cold refers to she said to always keep in his side?

Now he still wants to treat her as a fool, and then look at her like a clown, making a fool of herself in front of them?

"Mo QingHan, I'm a man, not a machine. You and Tong Weiwei sing together.

In the end, do you want me to be a clown for you to laugh at? "

She couldn't restrain the grievance in her heart. It turned into tears and fell from her beautiful face drop by drop.

She cried bitterly.

Mo light cold subconsciously frowned, he did not like to see her tears.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Are you still treating me like a fool? Yes, I am willing, but I am not a fool