She was standing on a ladder and arranging the hanging flowers from a high place.

The floor was wet and the ladder was shaking slightly.

Mu Shen couldn't listen to anything at the moment, his steps hesitated, and a pair of eyes locked tightly on the person on the ladder.

At the door, another guest came in, Wen Ya turned around, and the ladder shook and fell down.

"Ya!"

Mu Shen has long legs and runs fast, and he took a few steps to take the person in his arms and protect him tightly, and his body turned.

Bang.

The ladder slammed into his back, and he snorted.

Someone ran over to remove the ladder, he knelt on one knee and looked at the person who was curled up in his arms, did not dare to call her name, looked at her heartily, made sure that she was not injured, and let go of his clutching heart.

He asked in a muffled voice, "How are you?" ”

Wen Ya was bold, and her heart palpitated, she looked at her blankly, her face turned red, and she came out of his arms: "I, I'm fine." ”

She asked, "What about you?" Hurt? ”

She didn't see the ladder fall, but she heard the sound and felt a tension in his spine, the sound was so loud that it must have hurt.

Mu Shen didn't want her to feel guilty, got up from the ground, and patted the corner of his clothes: "I'm fine." He thought about it and said more: "Be careful in the future, let the boy come to that kind of thing." ”

The treasure he held in the palm of his hand, how could he do such a dangerous thing.

Knowing that it was her job, Wen Ya still nodded: "Are you really okay?" ”

"It's fine." Mu Shen: "Can you help me put the flowers up?" ”

Wen Ya nodded, and Youyou handed him the loaded full star.

Mu Shen took it: "How much?" ”

"I don't have to pay, I'll give it to you." Wen Ya answered, wanting to thank him for his rescue today.

Him: "No, how much?" ”

He knew that his elegance was still the same, and he would be very clear about those he didn't like, but he also knew that after receiving her flowers, the two would no longer be involved.

Mu Shen paid the money, walked to the door and looked back, no one knew who he was looking at, only Wen Ya, who was looking at him, knew.

There was too much emotion in those eyes.

So much so that it burned her eyes.

Youyou muttered to himself: "Is it really okay to smash down such a heavy ladder?" ”

Someone answered: "That's it! The back must have been swollen. ”

“……”

Wen Ya felt uncomfortable and threw herself out, and on the endless highway, except for cars and cars, there was no such figure.

She didn't remember anything from before, she didn't remember anything at all, and she didn't think he was familiar. It's just that every time he looks at himself, it's very deep.

Like there's a whirlpool, suck her in again.

She hated that feeling.

Yun Jia.

Yun Qianzhen's sideburns turned white, and his physical physique had declined significantly in recent years, but he could sit there, majestic and not offensive, and his voice was fierce: "The Zheng family's side, take care of the future by yourself." ”

Zheng Lin still has a breath in the hospital, his tendon is broken, and if he is not rescued in time, he may be like that for the rest of his life.

Yun Mo went to "visit" him, in addition to horror or horror in his eyes, listen, someone has done a black hand behind the scenes, the Zheng family is hopeless, and the old man Zheng is still lying in the hospital.

Behind the scenes, he could guess a few points.

When it came to the Zheng family, Yun Mo's eyebrows and eyes were calm, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes: "Well, I'll take care of something." ”

Yun Qianzhen was slightly angry, and snorted coldly: "You were born in the Yun family, raised in the Yun family, every word is related to the Yun family, do you have to do with it?" ”

Yun Mo didn't answer these words, he clearly diverted the topic: "Dad, don't touch her in the future." She: "I've got something to do." ”

He finished and went upstairs.

Once he endured it, and when he came again, he didn't know what he would do.

He doesn't have much ambition, and in the final analysis, he just wants a book kite.

Yun Mo left, and Yun Qianzhen summoned Steward Lin: "You go and deal with the affairs of the Zheng family and put some pressure on them." ”

The Yun family is not a soft persimmon, and not anyone can pinch it.

Steward Lin: "Yes, General. ”

"Also, contact the girl, and I'll meet her." His eyebrows were soft, and he was tired: "Hide from Mo." ”

"Yes."

Second floor, bedrooms.

Yun Mo peeled a candy and threw it in his mouth, he looked at the time, at half past three in the afternoon, he didn't know if she was busy, he sent WeChat over.

Yun Mo: [Are you busy?]

Yun Mo: [I miss you]

Shu Kite didn't reply to the message immediately, and waited until the sugar in Yun Mo's mouth melted and the sweetness spread in his mouth before receiving a reply.

Book Kite: [Busy]

Yun Mo had an expectant smile on the corner of his mouth, waiting for her to continue to reply to the information below, and after two minutes, the fire was directly extinguished over there.

The corners of his mouth tightened, and his straight eyebrows arched: [You still have a message that hasn't replied to me]

The book kite replied in seconds, very puzzled: [What]

He didn't reply to the message, and the antelope went out, and asked in an aggrieved tone: "You still have a message that hasn't replied to me." ”

The sound of the book kite is not loud, it is a long art exhibition, and the painters and painting lovers in the circle are talking about it while watching.

She turned into the safe exit tunnel, and her voice was soft, hooking his nerves: "I know, you miss me." ”

Yun Mo stood in front of the window, looking at the beautiful colors outside the window, and his eyelashes flashed: "Is there anything else?" ”

He heard the person on the other side of the phone laugh, probably afraid of making noise to others, his voice was very low, and the smile was longing: "Should there be anything?" ”

"While your voice is in your mind you think of me." He, in a shallow and light tone, was complaining: "But you don't miss me." ”

The complaint in his words grew thicker and thicker with the sound of the wind outside the window.

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