"Remember to rest early and come play with me when you have time." Jiang Yun shook down the glass and said to Lan Modao, who was standing outside.

"Yes, I will, drive carefully. Bow. He waved his hand at Jiang Yun.

Watching Jiang Yun leave, until the taillights disappeared, Lan Mo took out an inconspicuous mobile phone and sent a text message: Xiao Luo.

He exhaled deeply and ran back to his home.

Lan Mo's home decoration is very luxurious, which is not normal for such an ordinary woman.

Jiang Yun did not live with her parents, but was away alone.

It is already a habit to go home every night and take a hot bath, and Jiang Yun ** lies in the bathtub full of foam.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, then shook his head and took out his phone to make a call.

Within twenty minutes, there was a triviality, and the door opened.

A handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes came in, and the man walked to the blue ink bathroom with ease.

Looking at the charming blue ink lying in the bathtub.

The man inspires the most primitive **, the lips and tongues are intertwined, and a beautiful spring color is staged in the bathroom.

Lan Mo may only feel that his soul belongs to him at this time.

It's one of many sides she doesn't know, and yes, she's a little person.

But she was not reconciled.

For her ordinary background, his parents are not capable of bringing her such dazzling packaging.

She needs to wrap, however, she can only rely on herself.

Looking at this world of drunken paper and gold, she was deeply attracted, and it was a desire born from the bottom of her heart.

She longed for the princess's skirt and danced in the city, becoming the center of attention.

But Lan Mo also knew that she was very small, for this city, she was very small, as small as a speck of dust.

She didn't even dare to imagine wanting to get what she wanted.

Because that's too far away.

She thought that the world was beautiful, even if she came from a different background, she would still have hope through her efforts, because she had expectations for this beautiful city.

Lan Mo doesn't know how many times, hangover under the Sky Tower.

Her beautiful expectations, shattered by this city, she can only sigh, this city is so beautiful, but it can't belong to herself after all.

God, there is a power.

That is, when people are desperate, they will be when you think they are the most desperate, so that you will find that people can actually be more desperate. The world is so miserable and ridiculous.

Of course, it is also possible that in the midst of despair gives you hope.

That night, after talking to the stranger, she stood at the foot of the tower, quietly looking up.

In order to get this mask, Lan Mo thought that she had no choice, and she chose to compromise.

She suddenly found that this city was a soul-devouring flame, and she seemed to see herself, struggling in the flames, and her helpless tears were ridiculous.

It's just that she has one more thing in her hand, a card with a lot of money.

God still gave Lan Mo a choice, and Lan Mo also made a choice accordingly.

Her life has changed, for better or worse, and it is her own choice.

Jason is a half-race, but he doesn't know which country he is a half-race from China because he's an orphan.

He didn't know who his parents were, and naturally, he didn't want to know when he grew up, because he could live on his own without starving.

He met Lan Mo in a bar, under the brilliant and blurry lights.

As if entangled by fate, two abandoned people hit it off at first sight.

Love?

No, to them, love is a bit ridiculous.

They are just looking for themselves in each other's shadows, looking for an alternative sense of security in each other's body temperature.

Lan Mo knows Jason, Jason is just a worker who exchanges ** for materials, but her relationship with Jason is very special, and she has never interfered with Jason, because she is just an outcast who has been robbed of her soul by God.

Isn't it ridiculous?

Blue Mo smiled beautifully, laughing at the world she thought was twisted.

…….

Xiao Luo touched his chin and made a cup of tea on the sofa very seriously.

I took a sip and pressed the restlessness in my heart.

Is Mu Qi'er really going to capture herself like this?

If I had to choose, could I wait for you to grow up for a few years? Overlord hard bow? This should be my way of dealing with Chen Qinglan.

"Click".

The whole villa was plunged into darkness.

After all, Xiao Luo still walked lightly to Mu Qi'er's door, and shook the doorknob with an extremely slow melody, so slow that he couldn't hear any sound.

In fact, at such a time, in such a place, in such an environment, everything that Xiao Luo sat in such an extremely obscene posture looked like a beast, if not a beast.

What's more, he was originally a beast.

That's right, what Mu Qi'er said was right, the door was not locked.

Mu Qi'er really said what she said, Xiao Luo felt that there was a black villain in his heart pushing Xiao Luo forward, and the white villain could only shake his head on the side.

There was a burst of fragrant fragrance from the shop, and this fragrant fragrance directly caused the black villain in Xiao Luo's heart to directly punch the white villain down.

The white villain fainted directly, and Xiao Luo couldn't get up no matter how he screamed.

The room was quiet, quiet enough to hear Muki'er's breathing, quiet enough to feel her regular heartbeat.

Xiao Luo was stunned, and suddenly didn't know what he was going to do.

No, shouldn't you wait for me to come in and then you start your dedication?

But you're sleeping now, and you should have taken the initiative to do this.

But you make me feel embarrassed, you make me feel like I'm a beast now.

The moonlight is faintly mottled by the curtains, but the visibility is still very low.

Xiao Luo tried to keep himself from making a sound, and walked lightly to the bed, he was going to wake Mu Qi'er, but he really couldn't say it now.

If you sneak into someone's house, but they are sleeping, you go and call them, what do you make them think? People must think you're a beast.

That's right, Sholo is like that now.

Xiao Luo slowly rubbed to the side of the bed, looking at the bulge on the bed, Xiao Luo's heart seemed to go to the horse running on the grassland, neighing.

Xiao Luo swallowed his saliva and thought to himself, anyway, I pinched your ass when I was a child, and you want to marry me again.

If I touch you now, you won't resist, but when you marry me, I won't be able to touch it less.

Xiao Luo's hand slowly put it on Mu Qi'er's chest, first to the touch, yes, it was pajamas, thinner than cicada wings, and you could feel the faint temperature.

It does not affect the feel at all, but can add a strange touch.

Xiao Luo's heart was shocked, he didn't bring a bra, Xiao Luo shouted happily in his heart, and pinched it lightly shamelessly, this touch, this softness, this size

Wait a minute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This size doesn't seem right!! Mu Qi'er's is definitely not so big!! Absolutely nothing!!!!

A fine layer of sweat broke out on Xiao Luo's head.

Chen Qinglan????

Definitely yes, except for Mu Qi'er, it's also Mu Qi'er, why don't you Nima sleep without locking the door? Did you do it on purpose? Do you have the skills of an unpredictable prophet.

You know I'm going to go wrong, right?

You must have done it on purpose, you really can't blame me for this...

Xiao Luo thought shamelessly in his heart.

But now his hand is still on it, Xiao Luo can't wait to chop this hand himself, but he is reluctant to chop this hand, because his hand is still there and can feel the hot temperature.

Xiao Luo took a long, long time to gently take out his hand, he didn't know how long, anyway, it was a long, long time, for fear of waking Chen Qinglan up.

Then it took a long, long time to escape from Chen Qinglan's room, and then gently closed the door.

Xiao Luo felt as if he had just escaped from hell to heaven, gasping for air.

It was like a new life.

It's just that what Xiao Luo didn't know was that the moment the door was gently closed, the beautiful eyes of the jade man who was still asleep on the bed just now suddenly opened: "Xiao Luo, you owe me this time."

Xiao Luo came back to his senses and walked to Mu Qi'er's door, first confirmed that it was Mu Qi'er's room, and then made a very strong ideological struggle, but still shook his head and resolutely decided to walk away.

"Squeak" Mu Qi'er's room door suddenly opened, and then Xiao Luo was torn into Mu Qi'er's room by a strong force, and then the door was tightly closed.

The light pierced Xiao Luo's eyes.

When the blurred picture gradually became clear, Mu Qi'er was wearing pink pajamas and looked at Xiao Luo sitting on the ground with a black face.

Mu Qi'er's hair is a little scattered, and her pure natural face can be broken by blowing, which has a unique flavor.

But in Xiao Luo's eyes, it was so terrible

"Little brother, what did you do in Sister Lan's room?" Mu Qi'er's beautiful eyes smiled like a crescent moon.

"Nothing. It's just a mistake, I was going to come to your room. Xiao Luo rubbed his eyes, not daring to directly contact Mu Qi'er's eyes with a knife hidden in her smile.

"However, it took you half an hour to get in and out, and it took so long to go to the wrong room?" Mu Qi'er simply sat on the ground, smiling and holding her chin and looking at Xiao Luo.

"Inside" Xiao Luo really can't say it, do you really want to take advantage of Chen Qinglan?

Xiao Luo is not so stupid. Even if you drag it on, you can't admit it.

"Am I beautiful?" Mu Qi'er suddenly changed her words, and her eyes were full of affection, like dripping water.

Xiao Luo was stunned: "Beauty"

This kind of Mu Qi'er is indeed very beautiful, with a hint of enchantment in her innocence, and a little charm in her cuteness.

"I know."

“”

"Is it more beautiful than Sister Blue?"

“”

"Forget it, this doesn't count, compared to Ye Yanran?" Mu Qi'er's eyes lit up sharply, staring at Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo felt his heart twitch.

You know that!???

"Okay, what about Ye Yanran, it's actually just a lead for Old Man Luo to ask me to find the old man of the Ye family, and we are not very familiar with each other." Xiao Luo said without blushing and without a heartbeat.

Mu Qi'er suddenly reached out and hugged Xiao Luo, looking serious, although there was a trace of grievance, tears were even about to appear in the corners of her eyes, so she gently leaned her head on Xiao Luo's chest, and whispered: "I believe you, I believe everything you say." ”

Xiao Luo suddenly felt a tingling in his heart.