After going down the mountain, Ji Momo and Xin Lu tried to keep a low profile, both of them wore peaked caps, hats covering half of their faces, and hurried away. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNot long after walking, I happened to meet a self-driving tour team, Ji smiled silently and waved to stop the car, explaining the situation, and the leading driver generously agreed, taking the two of them along the way and returning to Chengdu.

On the other side, in the hotel of Camp No. 3 of Hailuogou, Wen Xin and Zhang Yun'er, who were lying on the bed, were tightly entangled, sleeping in **, and the two slept close to each other's faces. Diagonally opposite the bed, in the corner of the wall, Peng Tan sat on the ground, sleeping with his head bowed, and around his eyes, there were dark circles under his eyes, and it could be seen that he had just slept after staying up late. In the silence, the snoring slowly swayed and burrowed into the ears. On the bed, the two women frowned, muttering and muttering something. The bed rolls, left and right, unexpectedly, two lips, four petals together. After a brief freeze, they suddenly opened their eyes, and the two women, shocked and stunned, stared at each other in amazement, completely unaware of when they were lying on the bed. Coincidentally, he suddenly turned over and sat on the bed, looked at his body, and it was okay, intact. The two pointed at each other in surprise, the doubts in their eyes, looking for answers. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he found the poor and lonely Peng Tan in the corner of the wall. The two looked at each other, as if recalling last night's ridiculous fight. Holding their breath, the two women, maintaining a tacit understanding, sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at each other. The doubts in his eyes were slowly released, and the tone was low and restrained, almost whispering.

"Everyone understands people, and it is useless to talk too much about that set of vague clichés. I know what you want to do, if you want to get away with it, why bother to make a lot of trouble, if you want to understand the ins and outs, just remember that Nanhua Group is our common goal. As for me, you covet my identity, rest assured, our enemies are the same, that is to say, we are allies, and we cannot be guilty of stirring up the muddy waters for my sake. Wen Xin's wording was direct, facing Zhang Yun'er's deep eyes, her opening was obviously beyond Zhang Yun'er's expectations.

Zhang Yun'er smiled slightly, but her eyes were tight, and the momentum of the sudden change made Wen Xin feel panicked. However, what Zhang Yun'er said made the originally confusing things even more intertwined.

I think your inferences are only on paper, and they are almost unrealistic. Yes, our enemies are all the South China Group, but I want to tell you that we are indeed very interested in your identity. However, we are more interested in not your identity, but the identity of Ji Momo's kid. After a pause, looking at Wen Xin's frightened expression, Zhang Yun'er said again: "Your identity, we may have pondered eight or nine inseparable from ten, everyone knows it, and it is impossible to talk about deceit." It's just that everyone uses each other and takes what they need. Perhaps, you will ask me, use each other, what to use. I think that this issue can only be known to you and me, and there is no need for everyone to say it, as long as our interests do not conflict, we will not embarrass you. ”

The space was silent again, and the collision of eyes gradually became indifferent. After the silence, the two women got out of bed and went into the bathroom to fix their faces. In the bathroom, two women face the mirror with haggard faces. In the mirror, Wen Xin looked at each other, breathed slowly, and said slowly: "Perhaps, we are all just wishful thinking." In the face of hatred, I can only sacrifice my life and forget death. And what hatred you are, I don't need to know. All I want to say is that those who stand in the way of my revenge are my enemies. (To be continued.) )