Chapter 67: The plane is late

"Sir......" couldn't bear it, Pranya's voice trembled, but he still opened his mouth to divert his train of thought and pull him out of his memory.

Mu Yunbo pinched the walnut's fingers tightly, and the smooth walnut still had a little friction, and he suddenly came to his senses.

"Done?" said a low, hoarse voice in the darkness.

"Yes. Pranya replied respectfully.

The middle-aged man in the dark breathed a sigh of relief, he waved his hand slightly, and then motioned for him to go out.

Praruo didn't linger long, turned around and strode towards the door after understanding, and after confirming that there was no one around Mu Yunbo's room, he sat down in the outhouse to guard.

Late at night, at Mu Yunbo's residence, Shangguan Lanluo had just finished bathing, reclining on the bed, leisurely busy on the laptop.

She gently covered her body with a European-style quilt embroidered with roses, covering her body below her waist, and the quilt loosely wrapped around her body, making Mu Yunbo's heart tense for a while.

He felt that his throat was a little dry, he was not newly married on the first day, and he didn't expect this woman to be so able to provoke his desires.

"Blue carrot. He called, and she raised her head, and there was a ripple of water in her eyes: "Yunbo, plane...... It's late!"

He snorted and laughed, and his mood was a little better: he thought it was a big deal, so he comforted: "Isn't it just late, I'll let my chauffeur take you later." ”

He walked over, lifted the quilt and went to bed, and sat quietly beside her.

Catching a glimpse of his affection, her heart still warmed, but the thought of the failure of the plan came to her mind again.

After so many years, Xia Yuncang once again burned her desire for revenge, if she couldn't torture her properly, how could she call Shangguan Lanluo?!

"Yunbo. She sneered, her eyes locked on him for a moment.

"Huh?"

"You say, how about letting Xiaoyao marry Xiaoxiao?" her tone was extremely serious and urgent, startling him all.

Leng Zixiao, a girl, is jealous and easy to take advantage of, as long as she marries into the Mu family, she is like having a right-hand man.

After all, Mu Yunbo won't always be suspicious of a girl, right?

"What?" he frowned, trying to hear why.

It will take time for the other sons to marry, and it will take time to choose the right people.

Who is Xiaoyao? The only North Wing bloodline of the Mu family, how can he get married easily?

"Xiaoxiao, this kid is sensible, not to mention that we can also use the connections of the Leng family, and it's not a loss, right. She knew it was a bit difficult, and opened her mouth to play a round.

"You and I both know what kind of bloodline Xiaoyao is, how can you be so hasty!" Mu Yunbo was a little emotional, thinking that this idea was simply ridiculous!

"What are you fierce, I'm just mentioning it!" Seeing his appearance, she couldn't help but feel angry in her heart, turned sideways, pulled the quilt, and ignored him.

The plane was delayed by two hours, but I heard that Mr. Mu used a private car to send a group of bodyguards over in the local area.

Obviously, it was to move the old lady out of Los Angeles and to a place they didn't even know about.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and Shangguan Lanluo only has this one idea in his mind now.

The last time I talked to the old lady, she bribed the bodyguards around Bing Yaoyue to achieve it, and this time she failed, and I don't know how long it will be delayed.

Seeing that little slut's face all day long, she was already very unhappy! Being protected by other people, she couldn't even do anything, damn it!