Chapter Seventy-Three: Conversation in Front of the Temple

Ten minutes later, Yu Xingran listened to his breathing become long and shallow, knowing that he was asleep, so he got up gently, went back to his room to get a set of needles and alcohol cotton balls, and then went to knock on Mo Jinyuan's door.

Soon, Mo Jin Yuan came over and opened the door.

At this time, he was still wearing a shirt, but the collar was unbuttoned several times, and he was not as meticulous as before, and it was slightly loose.

He also has a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he looks very handsome.

"Come in. ”

Mo Jin Yuan opened the door and turned around and walked towards the room, sitting in the chair as he spoke, "Wait for me for two minutes." ”

When Yu Xingran heard this, he walked in obediently and let out an "oh" softly.

What she didn't know was that at this time, Mo Jinyuan was still holding a high-level video conference abroad.

On the other side, the high-level officials obviously heard her voice, and they all looked at each other, and they all saw a shocked look on each other's faces.

One of the men with facial features very similar to Mo Jinyuan was even more stunned, and desperately stretched his neck at the other end of the video, eager to stick his head out of Mo Jinyuan's screen to find out.

"No, brother, did I hear me wrong? There are women in your room?!"

His face was full of surprise, and he chattered and asked.

"Who? It can't be Gu Siyuan, right? But isn't your wedding already messed up?"

On the other end, Mo Jin Yuan didn't intend to pay attention to his question at all, only glanced at him coldly, and his voice was slightly cold.

"If you're too idle, you might as well stay abroad for a while and don't come back yet. ”

When Mo Jinchuan heard this, he immediately lowered his face and couldn't help wailing.

"Don't, brother! This Africa is really not a place for people to stay, don't put me here anymore! I was wrong, I want to go home! I miss our family Bao'er, I am your own brother, I am Bao'er's own uncle, you must not be so ruthless!"

In this regard, Mo Jin Yuan snorted coldly and didn't bother to pay attention to it.

He briefly explained the follow-up, and then ended the meeting, "I'll be here today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Hey, brother, don't forget to transfer me back-"

Before Mo Jinchuan's words fell, the video had been cut off.

Well, that's really a sad story.

Mo Jin Yuan didn't have any emotion at all, got up and looked at Yu Xingran, and asked lightly, "It's started, what should I do?"

Hearing this, I saw Yu Xingran looking at him with a somewhat strange face, obviously uncomfortable.

After a moment, she said in a slur manner, "That...... You, undress. ”

Mo Jin Yuan saw that she was a little embarrassed, but she didn't feel anything, so she did so very calmly, raised her hand and took off her shirt.

Yu Xingran's gaze involuntarily followed his fingers.

She couldn't help muttering in her heart, this man could see the degree of madness, and even unbuttoned it, as if he was playing the piano!

And with the movement of his hands, the shirt fell from his body, revealing his muscular figure, which was simply not like words.

Looking at the obvious eight-pack abs, Yu Xingran gasped and tried to show himself as calm as possible.

Calm enough that she could calmly say, "And pants, take them off too." ”

When the words fell, she noticed Mo Jin Yuan's slightly changing eyes, and hurriedly added.

"On the legs...... Yes, but you just have to expose your knees......"