After an instruction, Mo Fei hung up the call, and saw Hong Chen looking at him with a strange look, the corners of her mouth resurfaced with laugh lines, and said softly: "Qi Junyuan did something wrong to Lin Yufei, you took Qi Junyuan's life because of this, and the person who put Lin Yufei on Qi Junyuan's bed was Liao Tingyuan, Qi Junyuan is the head, Liao Tingrong is hands and feet, the head will only produce despicable thoughts, if there are no hands and feet, those thoughts will not turn into reality, in my opinion, she is more hateful than Qi Junyuan, and she deserves to die." ”

Hong Chen blinked: "Qi Junyuan was not killed by me. ”

Mo Fei shook his hair indifferently: "Then I'll kill it." ”

Hong Chen didn't speak, and Mo Fei let out a breath of blue air: "Go to your villa, let's go separately, and meet at the door of the villa in half an hour." ”

After that, he simply pushed the door and got out of the car, Hong Chen looked at her swaying back through the reflector, in the night breeze, as if the wind was swinging willows, but with a touch of unshakable firmness!

Hong Chen's brows furrowed slightly, Qi Junyuan was not killed by him, but he instructed Qiu to kill, if Mo Fei really killed Liao Tingrong, in a sense, the two would become a gang, the most reliable relationship in the world is not to carry a gun together, but to be an accomplice before being caught.

What exactly does this woman think?

Ling Zhi in the rear began to slowly reverse, Hong Chen also started the car, took out his mobile phone and sent a cloud message to Qiu, asking Qiu to go to Nanshi overnight, before the consequences of Qi Junyuan's incident could be controlled, he was not ready to let Qiu come back.

Everything must be prepared for the worst, no matter how hidden Qiu is, after following Qi Junyuan for so many days, it is impossible to leave no traces, if the Qi family is determined enough, it may not be impossible to find out the clues.

Half an hour later.

Hong Chen, who made a long detour, drove to the villa almost at the same time as Mo Fei.

The car was parked in the courtyard, the two entered the door, the lights in the living room were on, and there was actually a person lying in the long sofa.

Seeing that Hong Chen didn't come back alone, and there was a woman by his side, Du Xue'er was stunned, and Mo Fei was also stunned.

"You, you're Murphy?" Du Xue'er felt more and more familiar with Mo Fei, her eyes widened little by little, her small mouth opened little by little, her face was full of disbelief, oh my God, isn't this a dream? It turned out to be the big star Murphy!

"Miss Lin, hello." Mo Fei was extremely embarrassed in his heart, his little hand holding the bag clenched tightly, and a far-fetched smile appeared on his face, didn't Hongchen live alone? How could a woman suddenly appear.

Mo Fei took it for granted that this woman was Hong Chen's wife, Lin Yuxin, but he didn't want to think about it, if it was really Lin Yuxin, how could Hong Chen bring Mo Fei to the villa in the middle of the night.

Hong Chen was about to open his mouth to introduce the two girls, when he heard Mo Fei call Miss Lin, he couldn't help but laugh, and a bad taste appeared in his heart, and the words on his lips immediately changed...

"This is Mo Fei, a diva in the domestic entertainment industry, with tens of millions of fans." introduced Mo Fei to Du Xueer first, but omitted the title of Du Xueer, and then, Hong Chen shuttled behind Mo Fei with one arm and hugged the soft but elastic little waist of the big star.

That night, Mo Fei was carried down from the mountain by Hong Chen, and Hong Chen was sure that Mo Fei would not refuse this physical touch between them.

At the moment of holding his small waist, Hong Chen obviously felt that Mo Fei's delicate body suddenly stiffened, and with a glance, he swept from Mo Fei's delicate cheeks, and put that little shock into his eyes, Hong Chen raised his hand and pointed at Du Xue'er, and smiled at Mo Fei: "Miss Mo, you give me a comment, how is my vision?" ”

Mo Fei was a little messy, Hong Chen actually hugged her waist affectionately in front of his wife, and let her, a third party, comment on his wife.

Moreover, looking at Du Xueer's appearance, in addition to being full of surprise, there were no negative emotions such as anger and jealousy.

Oh my God, this is too counterintuitive!

"Younger and more beautiful than I thought."

After receiving Mo Fei's praise, Du Xue'er's cheeks were flushed, but Hong Chen immediately asked Mo Fei: "Speaking of conscience, do you think which of you two beauties is more beautiful in comparison?" ”

Nerve torture!

Today, Jiang Ying and Lin Yuxin were tossed repeatedly, and now, it is finally his turn Hongchen, the object of torture is still a big star with tens of millions of fans, excited, excited, looking forward to it, there is wood?

"Chen Shao, don't make fun of me, Miss Mo is Haoyue, and I am just a firefly, how can this be compared." Du Xue'er's face was flushed, her face changed to pleading, and her pitiful appearance fell in Hong Chen's eyes, and she felt the urge to cry, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in her heart!

Immediately, Hong Chen felt a pair of cold front eyes shooting at him, and as soon as the title of Chen Shao came out, Mo Fei knew that he was being teased, even if he was wooden.

How can there be a wife who calls her husband a certain less.

"This is the nanny I hired, Du Xue'er, you can just call her Xue'er." Hong Chen smiled at Mo Fei, and then instructed Du Xueer to bring a bottle of red wine to moisten Mo Fei's throat.

Hong Chen and the two sat down on the sofa, and soon, Du Xueer brought red wine and goblets, as a nanny, the most important thing is the look, Du Xue'er who has been a wine girl for a few months in this regard is not lacking, although she wants to say a few words to Mo Fei when she looks like her, but after pouring wine for the two, she still suppressed her desire rationally, said hello, and was about to go back to her room, Mo Fei suddenly grabbed her, and said with a smile: "Xue'er, I want to ask you a question, you have to say with your conscience, in your opinion, what is the relationship between me and Hong Chen?" ”

Hong Chen drank a sip of red wine in his mouth and squirted out directly, this woman's revenge is too strong!

Without waiting for Du Xue'er to help, Mo Fei took out two wet wipes, wiped the wine juice on Hong Chen's clothes like a gentle and virtuous little daughter-in-law, and said in a complaining tone: "How many times have I told you, the white wine is stuffy, and the red wine is tasted slowly, alas, I will take the clothes to you for dry cleaning." ”

Being carefully served by a beautiful star, that is a beautiful thing that many men dare not dream of, but now it is really happening to Hong Chen, but Hong Chen has no half-shared feeling, a face is as bitter as a weed under the wheel, and Coptis chinensis in the cracks of the stones.

"Alas, Cher, you haven't answered my question yet." Mo Fei glanced at Du Xue'er, who was already a little dumbfounded, and urged Du with a smile.

"Chen Shao and Miss Mo are made in heaven, talented and beautiful, a perfect match, a natural pair." Du Xue'er hurriedly gave an answer, and then owed, and fled into her room like a rabbit in three steps, and closed the door tightly.

Mo Fei smiled with satisfaction, pinched the red wine glass and signaled to Hong Chen: "This cup is dry!" ”

Just said that the red wine is tasted slowly, and it will dry as soon as it turns, Hong Chen shook his head speechlessly, touched the glass with her, and raised his head to drink, at this moment, Mo Fei suddenly came over and gave Hong Chen a fragrant kiss, and then raised his snow-white chin slightly, and the red wine in the cup slowly flowed into her mouth.

Hong Chen quickly drank it all and looked at her silently, with a complicated look in his eyes, until Mo Fei drank the wine in the cup to the point that he did not withdraw his gaze.

"Don't get drunk or sleep tonight." Mo Fei added wine to the two glasses, and Hong Chen smiled bitterly at her: "There's no need to fight so hard every time we meet." ”

Mo Fei's cheeks were cold: "If you say that you will listen to me tonight, does it count?" ”

Hong Chen nodded in defeat, and could only continue to drink with her.

After drinking bottle after bottle, by the time the third bottle was gone, Mo Fei's face was already full of wine, almost six or seven points drunk, just when Hong Chen thought she was going to continue, Mo Fei suddenly stood up and pointed in the direction of the stairs: "Tonight I will sleep in the room where I came for the first time." ”

"No problem." Hong Chen answered, seeing her swaying body, he got up to help her, and Mo Fei said: "It's still like the first time, I sleep on the bed, and you sleep on the sofa." ”

"I slept on the sofa with a sore neck..."

"If you say you'll listen to me tonight, is that count?"

"Okay."

Entering the master bedroom on the third floor, Mo Fei pushed Hong Chen into the bathroom and fanned his nose with disgust: "You take a bath first, what smell does it smell on your body, put a tank of water, and bubble well." ”

Hong Chen rolled his eyes: "Miss, let's wash it first, you can't smell it yourself, and the smell of wine on your body is heavier than mine." ”

Mo Fei said confidently: "It's because I can't smell the smell on my body, so I let you wash it first, or I'll wash it first, and I won't be smoked to death by you." ”

Hong Chen was speechless, what he said made sense!

The bathroom is separated by a layer of transparent glass, Hong Chen put down the curtain, originally wanted to take a so-so shower, but Mo Fei had to let him take a bath, saying that the shower could not get rid of the wine, Hong Chen still wanted to refute, Mo Fei moved out of the sentence again: Is it counted? directly blocked Hong Chen's mouth.

Staring at Hong Chen half of the bathtub water, Mo Fei threw seven or eight lavender-scented artificial petals, just like a little girl whose wish was fulfilled by Santa Claus, the corners of her mouth arced with joy, hummed a small tune, and gently closed the door.

Ten minutes later, Hong Chen was lying comfortably in the bathtub, with his head tilted up, his eyes closed, enjoying the massage of the small fountain on his shoulders, waist, legs and other parts, suddenly, the hidden bathroom door opened, a shadow slowly entered, and the bright light was dimmed.

Then, in Hong Chen's suffocating gaze, Mo Feixiang's shoulders shook, the only bathrobe on his body slipped down, raised his slender legs, and stepped into the bathtub.