His gaze swept over where he had just stood, and there was nothing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't leave anything here, could it be that he forgot to say something?

"What a nuisance!" complained angrily, stepped on slippers and walked over to open the door: "Hey, ...... you the hell"

When I opened the door, I was stunned!

If it's not Lin Jiayu, how can it be ......

Looking at Mo Yiming's under-beaten face, I quickly slammed the door shut.

"Hmm......" Mo Yiming stretched out his hand to block the crack in the door, and the door slammed into his hand, and he clearly heard a muffled snort of pain.

"You dead woman, so ruthless?" Mo Yiming's hand was caught in the crack of the door.

Looking at his poor fingers, I cursed in my heart, I deserve it!

After hesitating, he pulled the door open slightly, ready to let his hand out. But...... I didn't expect this guy to take the opportunity to push the door open, the power disparity between men and women is huge, not to mention that he is not an ordinary human being, and I couldn't block it with an easy push.

Mo Yiming looked at me proudly, hooked the corners of his lips evilly, and swaggered in in front of me, leaving me standing at the door with a confused face.

What's the situation? Is he really going to stay here for a long time?

Staring at his upright back, the nameless fire in his heart suddenly burst out. Slowly tighten his fists, resisting the urge to slap him to death with a slipper......

strode up to him, blocked him from continuing to walk, and said sarcastically: "Mo Yiming, you don't live in your big house, why do you come to me to join in the fun?"

Mo Yiming glanced down at me, stretched out a finger to push my hand away, and walked to the living room to sit down. Leisurely cocked Erlang's legs, put one hand on his thigh, and rhythmically tapped his fingers.

The corners of the good-looking lips are slightly hooked, and the contours of the side face have a hint of mystery. The upper body leaned slightly on the sofa, lazy with the air of a king.

I have to say, this is indeed a good-looking and charming zombie. But...... He was too dangerous for me to come near.

"Uncle Mo, what do you want?" I walked up to him, looked at him sitting on the sofa condescendingly, and said angrily, "Since you like it so much, okay!" I'll give you this house, and I'll leave tomorrow with the child, and I'll give it all to you!" ”

After speaking, he glanced at him coldly, turned around and prepared to leave......

As soon as he took two steps, his wrist suddenly tightened.

"Ge'er, you've changed." Mo Yiming grabbed my wrist tightly, and his tone was full of helplessness.

"Heh......" I smiled self-deprecatingly, didn't look back at him, just stiffened my back to him, and said coldly, "It's time to change."

After all this, I can't think about him like I used to do to him. No matter what, I can't forget the scar on my chest, and ...... He used to be resolute.

Putting aside what he has explained, when he returns to City C, he still has that strong attitude, always high in the eyes of no one. With such a man, you can only get hurt, right?

Mo Yiming didn't speak for a long time, I looked back at him, and coldly hooked the corners of my lips: "What?" Nothing to say? ”

Mo Yiming looked at me with complicated eyes, if it wasn't for the past, I would really feel sorry for his hurt eyes.

I slowly pushed his hand away and walked over to him. One hand brushed past his head and propped himself up on the couch, his upper body close to him.

Staring into his eyes tightly, he asked sarcastically, "Why, does the high-flying zombie king also have heartache?"

At the beginning, he watched Jiang Xinyi throw my things out of the house, and then left in front of me with her. At those times, did he ever guess what I thought?