Chapter 412: This Overlord's Painting Style Is Wrong (44)
Stunned for a moment, Mo Bai pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and picked it up.
It's just that in the next moment, before he can press it, the screen will automatically light up.
After that, a short message suddenly came into Mo Bai's sight.
[Xiao Jiu, you like me, I like you too, let's be together. 】
The message was not signed without any attribution, let alone any information about the identity of the other party.
It's a simple string of numbers and information content.
However, it made Mo Bai's whole body stiffen instantly.
His eyes froze, and he stared at the text message on his phone, and he didn't move for a long time.
“……”
Long.
He held the phone with a slight increase in force, then suddenly got up, walked to the table in the inner room, picked up the computer and opened it, and connected the phone to it.
After a long time.
Looking at the IP address displayed in the text message, the dark white eyes sank completely, and the left hand on the table gradually clenched until there was a creaking sound.
…… Scold.
Picking up the phone and glancing at the text message on it again, Mo Bai hesitated and moved his finger to the deleted position.
However, as his eyes wandered, he removed his hand again, and then went out to the living room downstairs.
……
Mo Jiuhua woke up from sleep, knocked on the door next door refreshed, and found that there was no one inside.
Then I went downstairs again, and as soon as I walked to the staircase, I saw Mo Bai sitting on the sofa below with a slightly white face and a sullen face.
He seemed to have a ...... in his hands
Mo Jiuhua's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and then suddenly, her mobile phone.
Descending the stairs step by step, the corners of her lips curled, and she asked with interest, "What's wrong with my Xiaobai?" Is it the phone that you off? ”
Mo Jiuhua originally asked casually with a joke, but he didn't want him to nod his head solemnly.
Well?
Mo Jiuhua raised his eyebrows, then walked over to him and sat down, turning his head and looking at him with a smile.
Without waiting for her to ask again, Mo Bai stuffed the phone into her hand, and said in a slightly weird tone: "I didn't peek at your phone, but when I just got it in my hand, it happened to light up." ”
…… Tsk, listen to this sour tone.
But in the end......
Picking up the mobile phone that was forcibly stuffed in his hand, Mo Jiuhua shook his head with a smile, and then turned it on.
In the next second, her eyes froze slightly, and the chuckle on her face gradually disappeared.
Where no one was noticing, a dark golden light streaked through the depths of her pupils.
In the next moment, her eyes instantly seemed to freeze, cold to the bone.
Leng Ran...... Scold!
The eyelashes drooped down, covering the emotions in them, Mo Jiuhua casually nodded and deleted, and the corners of his lips smiled again.
"Xiaobai, you ......"
"Ah Jiu ......"
Before Mo Jiuhua finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sudden possession of Sister Lin.
This "Ah Jiu" has no anger, not even a sour taste, some are just endless sadness and loneliness, and there are inexplicable grievances.
"Ah Jiu, am I not good enough?"
The corners of Mo Jiuhua's eyes twitched a few times, "Little white ......"
"Ah Jiu ......"
Mo Bai turned his head to look at him, water vapor gradually appeared in his eyes, and he pursed his lips, his tone was pitiful and helpless: "Ah Jiu, don't you want me anymore?" ”
What overflowed his throat was a small low voice that softened the tips of his heart.
"Xiaobai, that text message ......"
"Ah Jiu, don't say it...... Also, how can I compare my sick and weak body with the brother in the text message, I guess Ah Jiu has long been tired of me......"
Mo Jiuhua: "......"
God's special "brother"......
Mo Jiuhua: "Not necessarily...... What if he's younger than you and a younger brother? ”