The hurtful words were like a big needle in an instant, causing Gu Yao severe physical and mental pain and bruises all over his body.

Cheng Xiaorui was also anxious when she heard this, slapped Cheng Xiaoyan's arm and said, "Sister, don't talk nonsense!" ”

Cheng Xiaoyan's hand fell out of her pocket, her eyebrows became more curved, her mouth was curled higher, and she looked at Cheng Xiaorui dissatisfiedly and asked, "What's wrong?" Sister, I'm not wrong, I just said my doubts! ”

Cheng Xiaorui shook her head helplessly, bit her mouth, and said, "Then you can't ask that, she is her mother......"

Cheng Xiaoyan looked at Gu Yao in front of her again, although Gu Yao's temperament was a little cold, she still had an indescribable feeling in her heart, and she was not unfamiliar with Gu Yao's kindness.

She guessed that this might be the natural reaction of the blood connection between mother and daughter.

Cheng Xiaoyan stared at Gu Yao, Gu Yao's eyes still showed a strong desire, longing for Cheng Xiaoyan to recognize her mother and call her mother......

Cheng Xiaoyan suddenly couldn't bear it, pursed her mouth and lowered her head secretly: My sister won't lie to me, and I've seen my mother's photos, it's really like this.

After a while, Cheng Xiaoyan raised her head and shouted softly at Gu Yao with her big eyes, "Mom." ”

Suddenly, Gu Yao burst into tears, quickly took another step forward, reached out and grabbed Cheng Xiaoyan's head to his chest, sobbed silently, choked up and said: "Xiaoyan, great, great@......"

Cheng Xiaoyan hid in her arms, her eyes were still wide open, and her mood was relatively indifferent and calm.

For so many years, she has long been accustomed to Lu Huiping's stepmother, and Gu Yao's appearance couldn't be more sudden for her.

Cheng Xiaorui stood aside and looked at them, and when she saw them hugging each other for a long time, she couldn't help but get closer, and her head rubbed into Gu Yao's arms, and she called her affectionately, "Mom......"

The mother and daughter hugged each other so tightly. It's very warm and warm, and my mother's embrace is certainly like this, full of infinite tolerance and love.

Cheng Xiaorui is no better than Cheng Xiaoyan, she has always suffered more and been bullied than Cheng Xiaoyan in Cheng's family. And the Cheng family seems to have long been unable to tolerate her, especially since Cheng Nianqiu's engagement banquet in August last year, the number of times Cheng Xiaorui has returned to Cheng's house is really handful.

When I enter the mountains at night, I occasionally feel cold and hug the buds. The flowers are red, green and thin, and they are happy to see the stars in turmoil. Freehand splashing ink, raising eyebrows Mo Yan rainbow waiting.

The brightly lit nightshade club, a VIP mahjong room on the seventh floor. Although there are only eight people in the huge space, it seems noisy and smoky.

Fang Mowei played better tonight and won several good hands in a row.

At this time, the hand in his hand can be both a flower and a color, so the smile on his face is more treacherous and sinister than ever.

"You guys be careful, I've listened to the cards, whoever fires the cannon will be my nonsense. I don't show mercy to anyone. A few laps after the first few rounds of this game, Fang Mowei put down the thirteen cards in his hand together, gave a cold warning to the other three, and then sat there calmly. Motionless.

Gao Zeyu, who sat on him, glared at him contemptuously with deep eyes, and sneered: "Don't put my cannon upside down, Fang Mowei." So far in this game, you haven't played a single shot. ”

Fang Mowei glared at him back, too lazy to answer him.

Fang Mowei, Gao Zeyu, Fu Zhangjie, and Yu Mingbo played cards. Behind each of them, as usual, there was a woman with them.

It's just that the four of them have different postures of their respective women. Some women are closer to "their own man", while others are a little far away from "their own man".

Fang Mowei is no exception today, there is also a woman sitting behind her, this woman's name is Xiaoya, and she looks like she is only in her early twenties. Xiaoya is dressed meticulously, with a delicate melon seed face, long brown hair, understated willow eyebrows, and a delicate cherry mouth.

Seeing that Fang Mowei didn't respond to Gao Zeyu's words, Xiao Ya seemed to be afraid that Gao Zeyu would be bullied, so she held her head high and said: "Young Master Gao, Young Master Fang has even played a lot of games, don't say that he won't let go of your cannon, even if you accidentally release your cannon, you still lose the most today and he wins the most!" ”

Gao Zeyu's thin lips slowly hooked, and he was about to say something, but the woman behind him took the lead and scolded Xiao Ya and said, "Go!" Our Young Master Gao will win back all the money in Young Master Fang's hands with interest! ”

Xiao Ya clicked her lips again, raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you Young Master Gao so powerful?" Not necessarily ......."

The two women were fiercely fighting, and the other two women, Fu Zhangjie's woman and Yu Mingbo's woman, were silent with a sneer, listening quietly.

They are far away from "their own men", and their relationship with Fu Zhangjie and Yu Mingbo is not so close, and they are very unfamiliar, so they are more honest and dare not talk nonsense.

Gao Zeyu's woman put her arms around Gao Zeyu's neck, and was a little excited for a while, and said, "Why not?" Young Master Gao is not weaker than Young Master Fang! ”

Xiao Ya shook her head, and suddenly stretched out her hand like that woman, hugged Fang Mowei's neck kissingly, and said meaningfully: "Then I don't know!" Anyway, I knew that Young Master Fang was the most powerful, handsome, and intelligent man in the world, and he was incomparable in my heart......"

Fang Mowei didn't push Xiaoya away, and continued to grab his cards, Ren Xiaoya hugged him, and even put his chin on the top of his head, and his two hands groped around with him.

After groping Fang Mowei's shoulders, Xiao Ya's hand slowly slid to Fang Mowei's chest. The indoor temperature of mahjong was nearly 30 degrees Celsius, and Fang Mowei was wearing a thin black shirt.

Fang Mowei sat there, staring at the mahjong on the table with his head tilted slightly, staring at every word thrown by others, motionless, and suddenly made people feel that he was really a noble and infatuated little prince. Even if he is not a rich kid, his face, his temperament, and his handsomeness are still the kind of boys who will make girls fall in love with and indulge in.

Xiao Ya's hand touched Fang Mowei's strong chest, and also touched the location of his heart.

Fang Mowei's heartbeat was very frequent and a little rapid. Xiao Ya knew that this was because Fang Mowei was in a bad mood today and had been sulking, although she didn't know who the person who made Fang Mowei unhappy, but she thought about making Fang Mowei laugh.

Xiao Ya suddenly let go of Fang Mowei again, turned around, and picked up a bunch of crystal-clear, plump and round, freshly dripping grapes on the table behind her.

She suddenly dialed one down, cocked her slender orchid fingers, carefully peeled the skin, and slowly sent it to Fang Mowei's mouth, and said in a coquettish and demonic voice: "Young Master Fang, come, eat a grape......

Fang Mowei's mood was indeed extremely bad, full of anger, but the person who was supposed to be cannon fodder was not here, so he could only suppress it.

Xiaoya brought the grape to his mouth, he touched it with one mouth, and without thinking too much, he ate it obediently, but he was expressionless during the whole process.

After feeding Fang Mowei and eating the grapes, the smile on Xiao Ya's face was more and more sunny, and she said to Fang Mowei in a soft voice: "Young Master Fang, are you tired?" I'll give you a shoulder thump. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Fang Mowei to respond to anything, two small fists began to gently tap on his shoulder, and his head slowly and gently leaned against his back.

Fang Mowei didn't bother to care about her and didn't speak. He only has the heart to take care of his own woman, Cheng Xiaorui.

Others didn't understand, thinking that Fang Mowei was very willing and willing to be served by a woman like this.

Yu Mingbo sat on Fang Mowei's hand, watched Fang Mowei touch the cards and throw the cards, and also watched Fang Mowei being taken advantage of by that Xiaoya, he couldn't help frowning, and asked in surprise and displeasure: "Mo Wei, you and Cheng Xiaorui...... Where is she? Why didn't I come with you? ”

Yu Mingbo can't stand it, doesn't Fang Mowei have a girlfriend? Why is it so light? Is it so light to have a girlfriend? In this way, it is obvious that Cheng Xiaorui is not taken seriously.

It's really worthless for Cheng Xiaorui.

Fang Mowei turned his head to look at Yu Mingbo, always knowing that he had some thoughts about Cheng Xiaorui, and said coldly: "How can I know? If you miss her, contact her yourself! ”

"Mo Wei, you ......" Yu Mingbo felt that his tone was not good, and he was slightly angry, but he forcibly pressed back the few traces of dissatisfaction, and said in a reminding tone: "Xiaorui is a good girl, I hope you cherish it." ”

"Cherish?" Fang Mowei wiped his lips, as if Yu Mingbo was telling a joke, and looked at him meaningfully and asked: "It's my business whether I cherish it or not, what's your business!" ”

Yu Mingbo smelled the smell of gunpowder emanating from Fang Mowei's body, and his voice suddenly became cold, and he said slowly: "I can't stand it!" ”

Fang Mowei was not polite at all, Yu Mingbo's cannon fodder was bumped into by himself, "If you can't stand it, don't look at it!" ”

"You ......" Yu Mingbo has always been good-tempered, and suddenly his anger came up, he stood up and lifted the cards, picked out and said: "Don't play, play with a scumbag, it's boring, I'll go find Cheng Xiaorui!" ”

Ben remained silent, Fu Zhangjie and Gao Zeyu, who were not easy to help on both sides, hurriedly stood up when they saw the situation, Fu Zhangjie hurriedly held down Yu Mingbo, "Mingbo, Mo Wei is joking, what is more true?" ”

Gao Zeyu also shook his head helplessly, and coldly condemned Fang Mowei and said: "Fang Mowei, you, speak politely, Mingbo didn't mess with you!" ”

Fang Mowei raised his lips indifferently, but he was very calm, sitting there, insisting on being expressionless, silent, and his eyes still fell on the mahjong in the center of the table.

Yu Mingbo also lost his temper, shook his head arrogantly, sat down angrily, and was silent and silent. He finally went back to China C City for a Spring Festival, and he didn't come here to play mahjong, but Gao Zeyu dragged him over. Now it's okay, being sniffed by Fang Mowei inexplicably is like eating gunpowder, and more importantly, Cheng Xiaorui's little girl often has to suffer from his stinky temper. (To be continued......) R1292