An Keke glanced at Yang Moyu a few times, saw a faint smile on his face, and his mood also improved, and then he remembered that he had that thing that might cause him to be disgusted, and he hadn't confessed yet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Mo Yu."

She spoke softly, a little weak-hearted, her eyes didn't dare to look at Yang Moyu's eyes, and she kept looking at the bricks on the stone road in front of her.

"Huh?"

Yang Moyu responded suspiciously, does An Keke want to say something to himself?

"That ......," she hesitated for a long time, and her hands began to tug at her clothes uneasily, and from time to time she touched her cheeks.

"What's the matter, you say." Yang Moyu stopped and looked at An Keke quietly.

"I ...... I went into your room, and ...... Looked at your photos...... I definitely don't mean it! No, you listen to me! ”

After Ankeke confessed, she was in a hurry to explain, but whenever she wanted to say something to explain, it was always like being stuck in her throat by a fish bone.

She didn't dare to look at Yang Moyu's face, let alone her eyes, but the more panicked, the more she couldn't speak, her face was very red, and she felt that it was about to burn.

"Don't be nervous." Yang Moyu was quiet for a while before he spoke, put his hand on her shoulder, and pressed it, "I won't be angry, don't panic." ”

An Keke heard Yang Moyu's words, it was like a tranquilizer, the feeling of dizziness disappeared quickly, and the words and sentences in his mouth were gone.

She slowly raised her head and looked into Yang Moyu's eyes.

"I'm not angry, don't be nervous, organize your thoughts and tell me, why are you looking at my pictures?"

He didn't seem to be affected at all, and he didn't blame Ankeke, which made her stunned a little unexpectedly.

After a long time, An Keke handed the photo taken in the mobile phone to Yang Moyu to see, and asked with some hesitation, with a temptation in his eyes: "Is this photo only taken of your parents?" ”

Yang Moyu didn't look at it for a few seconds, and directly handed the phone back, his tone was indifferent, and his eyes flashed with an unfamiliar light: "En." He answered, obviously not thinking too much about the implicit meaning behind Encore's question.

An Keke saw that Yang Moyu was cold and alienated from his parents, and he didn't even bother to take a look at the photo, she was busy steadying her heartbeat, she coughed lightly, handed the phone to him again, and shook it twice.

"There are only two people in this picture?"

"Yes."

Yang Moyu answered him quickly, but he also quickly noticed An Keke's question.

"What do you mean?" He asked excitedly as he turned his head to Ankeke.

Encore held the phone up to him, pointed his finger at the calves that were easily overlooked, and said, "Since you said there are only two people, who is this person?" ”

After Yang Moyu saw those legs, his eyes gradually widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was incredulous, looking at the position of An Keke's finger in the photo.

His mind subconsciously began to rummage through the scene when the two men left the house that day.

In his memory, he only found the two guys he hated very much, but he didn't have the slightest impression of the owner of these legs!

Who is he? Or who is she? Why is she in this picture? Why can't he remember seeing anyone other than these two bastards that day?!

Yang Moyu's head began to ache violently, he covered his head, bent over and howled, An Keke was obviously frightened by his appearance, and hugged him.

"What's wrong with you, Mo Yu! What happened to you? Don't scare me! Okay, I won't ask you, I won't force you, you don't have to think about it anymore, it's my fault, my fault. ”

An Keke hugged his head, anxious and confused, constantly scolding himself in his heart, he didn't ask if he knew it!

"Who are you...... Who are you......"

Yang Moyu kept repeating this sentence, his mind was in chaos, his memory was not under his control, and the scene of that day kept flashing in his brain, over and over again.

"I'm Coco, Ankeke, don't talk anymore! Count me begging you, it's my fault! Calm down! ”

An Keke didn't know what was going on, why Yang Moyu's emotions suddenly became so excited!

Finally...... What happened......

She raised her phone and looked at the photo on it, Yang Moyu kept whispering in her arms, and her uncontrolled body began to slowly calm down.

Her fingers rubbed against the screen, her eyes narrowed as she stared at her stocking-clad calves.

It seems that it is necessary for her to go to the antique store in person, no matter what Xie San says, she must talk to him about this matter.

Either way, she must find out! Who is the owner of these legs?

……

Xie San leaned on the large carved wooden seat in the dim light, looking at his mobile phone, and the mobile phone screen displayed the photo that An Keke sent him.

He furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes firmly fixed on the legs above.

His eyes were full of mixed emotions, and no one could read what he was thinking behind this layer of richness.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a bell ringing when the door opened.

"Jingle bell—"

A lean man in a hooded sweatshirt and a black down jacket pushed the door in.

"Ah, I'm sorry, guest, we're closed."

Ah Huang tied a pair of Chunli heads, two creamy ribbons tied her golden hair very strongly, her skin was a little wheat-colored, and the lines of muscles could be clearly seen on her limbs, but she would not be like those bodybuilders, the muscles were tangled and prominent, and her figure was very good.

It's just that...... Her yellow cheongsam slit is too high, and I always feel that as long as she moves a little bigger, she can see her lace-up panties......

In fact, you don't have to think about it to know that only Xie San is qualified to let her wear this kind of clothes.

She pulled the door and didn't let the glass door close and smash the man, but she politely blocked his pace with one hand.

The man looked up, revealing the resolute side of his face, with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Guest, I'm sorry, but we don't ...... sucking"

"I'm looking for Xie San." The man unceremoniously interrupted Ah Huang's words, and it could be seen that Ah Huang's forehead was constantly jumping, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

She hates it when someone interrupts her! She thought in her heart, but after thinking about it, she was still patient, and said in a good voice: "I'm very sorry, we are already closed, if you want to see the shopkeeper, you can come early tomorrow, or make an appointment in advance." ”

"I'm one of Chris's men."

The man did not hide it anymore and took off the hood from his head.

It's Jack!

When Ah Huang heard the name Chris, all the respect and courtesy were thrown out of the clouds by her.

She clenched her fist with one hand, and the palm of the other kept rubbing against her fist.

"Oh? Chris's people? Why come to our antique shop? ”

Ah Huang's tone is obviously not good, looking at her momentum, it is likely that she will punch Jack in the next second!