Chapter 17: Who Are You?
"I ......"
For a long time, Misu raised his eyes to look at the man beside him with a feeling of apprehension. Before she could finish, a deep voice interrupted her words.
"Who the hell are you?"
The thin shoulders trembled slightly, and Misu raised her eyes in disbelief. Reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips, pretending to be surprised, "I'm Misu, who else could it be? What's wrong with you, chief? Why do you suddenly ask such a thing?"
The words fell, and the man's suspicious gaze suffocated Misu's chest.
A pair of bottomless eyes stared at her for a long time, and just when Misu's heart was pounding when she was frightened by those cold eyes, did she say something wrong? From another point of view, it was actually right? She was Misu, but it wasn't this Misu.
With mixed feelings in her heart, Misu bit her lower lip stubbornly, her hands and feet were cold, and when she was about to break the gong, her thin lips were slightly hooked, "I'm sorry, I was abrupt." ”
Misu looked at Quan Mo's eyes full of incredulity, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet for a while, she had known this man for so many days, and this man never seemed to have taken into account his attitude at any time, let alone apologize, and now ...... Did he take the wrong medicine?
Kwon Mo's eyes had turned back to the window of the car, and his hand was turning the angle of the steering wheel from time to time.
He drove very steadily, completely different from Lou Yishen.
Misu looked at him fixedly for a long time.
The deep voice in my ears sounded again, "Have you seen enough?"
"I ...... I'm sorry. Misu came back to her senses, she didn't know why she blushed, what happened to her just now?
It's just that she probably didn't notice that the man next to her was always on her body, his hand holding the steering wheel tightened, and his eyes were a little thoughtful.
The car drove slowly to the hotel.
When Quan Mo parked the car and turned his head to tell Misu to get out of the car, he heard a steady breathing sound, and his hand paused.
The brow furrowed and then relaxed, watching her sleep in the passenger seat in an extremely uncomfortable position, a few dark rays of light crossed by her deep eyes.
He got out of the car first, closed the door, neatly rummaged through a box of cigarettes in his pocket, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, took a deep puff of the cigarette, and stood there leaning against the door.
Quiet parking lot with complex eyes.
It seems that he was going to wait for Misu to wake up.
It's like thinking about something.
A cigarette burned out, Quan Mo glanced at the woman in the car who had not woken up, sighed without a trace, and neatly stepped forward to open the car door and picked her up.
Kan Kan closed the car door with his foot.
Hearing the sound of the car being locked, Quan Mo's eyes moved slightly, but he quickly returned to calm like water.
He just carried Misu into the elevator.
The woman in her arms seemed to be very tired, and she didn't wake up like this, but just moved in the man's arms, found a more comfortable position, and fell asleep.
As everyone knows, when she twisted her waist, the man holding her turned dark.
glared fiercely at this woman who didn't know whether to live or die.
Luckily, the coat he had just put on Misu was long enough to keep him out of the way.
But because of this close distance, Quan Mo heard a murmur in Misu's mouth again.
"Lou Yi sinks. ”
Quan Mo's arm stiffened, and a storm set off in his eyes, but he couldn't bear to throw Misu down like this. Do you like that man so much?
He didn't know why he was so uncomfortable hearing other men's names from Misu.
According to the assignment of the special operations team, Misu was originally in a room with Xiaomei, and originally wanted to put Misu down to wake her up and ask that Xiaomei to come down and pick her up.
The light of his eyes paused for a few moments on the sofas in the hall, and the faint soot visible to the naked eye made Quan Mo change his mind.
Straight to the front desk with Misu in his arms.
Throwing out the documents that had been pinched in his hand a long time ago, "A room." ”
The reception desk was a girl, she looked at Quan Mo's angular face, probably the first time to see Quan Mo's appearance, not a star but better than a star, such a he, even that little girl couldn't help but swallow a few saliva.
couldn't help but look jealously at Misu, who was tightly covered in the man's arms, if that was him, how good would it be?
Quan Mo looked at the little sister at the front desk coldly, the girl's eyes were the emotions of a naked , and she had always hated women like this Quan Mo said impatiently, "One room." ”
The cold repetition made the little girl at the front desk suddenly come back to her senses, and then realized what she had just done, and immediately said apologetically, "I'm sorry." I'm sorry, I'll do it for you now. ”
As he spoke, he pinched the documents on the table. Seeing the words on it clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned, but a bundle of cold sweat flowed down from the corner of her forehead. The movements of his hands couldn't help but speed up a little.
In a moment, a room card and ID were folded together and handed to Quan Mo's hand.
Kwon Mo turned around and walked towards the elevator.
The little girl at the front desk ran out from behind, caught up with Quan Mo's footsteps, and trotted to the front of him to press the elevator for him.
The man was slightly stunned and nodded at her.
But I saw that the little girl at the front desk didn't care about what happened to the front desk, and actually followed Quan Mo into the elevator.
Quan Mo frowned and looked at the inexplicable woman in front of him.
"What are you doing here?"
I saw the woman smiling flatteringly, rubbing her palms, if it was placed in ancient times, it was really a complete bustard.
"I also have a sister watching there, but my husband probably can't open the door upstairs, I think you'll need my help." ”
Although the woman's self-assertive smile made Quan Mo extremely annoying, he still didn't say no, although he was a soldier with some qualifications, he only had a pair of hands.
He pursed his lips, as if by default.
Although the courtesy of the little sister at the front desk is like a clown jumping off the beam in Quan Mo's eyes, it is not completely useless.
I wanted to knock on Xiaomei's door, but looking at Misu's sleeping face, Quan Mo's eyes darkened.
Straight to the door of his own room with Misu in his arms.
Seeing that he had helped them so much, the man still didn't say anything at all, and the little sister went out a little discouraged.
Quan Mo gently put Misu on the bed, and his gaze stayed on her face for a long time.
Look at her tightly furrowed brows, and the expected light call.
I couldn't help but suffocate. What is the relationship between this woman and Lou Yishen?
There was a bit of deep thought in his deep eyes.
pulled the quilt on the side to cover her, but was grabbed by the sleeping woman on the bed.
Quan Mo stared at the slender hand for a long time, his eyes flickering slightly. With that free hand, he tucked the quilt for the sleeping woman on the bed.