"Help me bring a message to the third son." Hu Lai paused deliberately, his eyes quietly looking at Mo Miao.

Mo Miao couldn't see any changes, and even the speed of blinking his eyes was the same, which could be said to be without waves.

Hu Lai squinted his eyes, guessing in his heart, could it be that this person standing in front of him was really Mo Qi?

Okay, then Lao Tzu will give you a gift.

Hu Lai took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, and Mo Miao subconsciously took two steps back, but unfortunately, Hu Lai was already one step ahead of him and shook the handkerchief vigorously.

Fine white foam is scattered in the air.

Mo Miao covered her nose, it was too late, her nose had already been inhaled.

Hu Laijiao smiled, "Oh, second son, I'm really sorry, you look at me, I forgot to wash my handkerchief, it's a little dirty, it's a little dirty, come, I'll wipe it for you." ”

After speaking, regardless of Mo Miao's resistance, he took a few steps forward, and the handkerchief was directly in front of him, Mo Miao turned sideways and grabbed Hu Lai's wrist, "Enough!" ”

Hu Lai smiled and withdrew his hand, "The second son's temper is really impulsive, unlike your third son, who pretends to be a beauty, hey, that soft and charming......"

After saying that, Hulai closed his eyes, tilted his head, and made a slurping sound with his mouth with an endless aftertaste.

Mo Miao was not angry, looking at his underbeaten appearance, what he measured in his heart was how to break his hands and feet quickly.

"Second son, tell your third son that I, Hu someone, will open the door for him at any time, and he is welcome to come to me openly." After Hu Lai finished speaking, he waved his big hand and left.

"How are you?" Wang Chuchu ran up and saw that his face was slightly pale, and he was worried.

Mo Miao's center of gravity was unstable, he stumbled and almost fell.

Wang Chuchu took a quick step and helped him.

"Quick, go to the nearest hotel, quick." Mo Miao's voice sounded extremely weak.

Hold your arms against the wall to support your body weight.

Wang Chuchu hurriedly ran to the intersection and stopped a taxi.

Arrived at the hotel.

Neither of them brought ID cards, Wang Chuchu and the front desk for a long time, but the front desk just refused to open, and the room was given to her.

She was so anxious that she sweated wildly.

Looking back at Mo Miao again, the whole person was weak, and he didn't know what that Hu Lai had done to him, Wang Chuchu suggested that he go to the hospital, but Mo Miao stubbornly asked to go to the hotel.

"Give...... To the front desk. ”

Wang Chuchu went back and wanted Mo Miao to go to the hospital.

Lying on the sofa, he was sweating profusely, and his hands trembled slightly as he handed over a check.

The words on it are written crookedly, and the numbers in the amount column are very neat, and there is no line.

As instructed, she quickly ran to the front desk and slapped the check with 100,000 written on it on the table, "Call your manager to come over, hurry up." ”

After a while, a chubby man ran over.

As soon as I saw the check, I followed Wang Chuchu's gesture and looked at it.

"Mo Shao?!"

The manager hurriedly ran over and was grabbed by Wang Chuchu, "Hurry up, give me a room, this 100,000 yuan is from him to your company." ”

"Good, good." The manager smiled, and after a while, Wang Chuchu and Mo Miao were personally brought up by the manager.

"Mo Miao! Mo Miao! Wang Chuchu slapped him in the face.

"Oh my God, how can it be so hot?!" Fang Cai's body, which was still cold, was as hot as the water temperature of eighty degrees at the moment, and what was even worse was that Mo Miao closed his eyes tightly, didn't say a word, and bit his lower lip tightly with his upper teeth.

"Mo Miao Mo Miao, what's the matter with you? I call 120. ”

"Don't."

Mo Miao reached out and grabbed her, her expression painful, "I...... I was ...... Under...... Medicine. ”

Her face was shocked, and her voice raised the volume, "Then the doctor needs to come!" I don't know how to heal. ”

"No, you don't." Mo Miao's voice became hoarse.

He frowned and pulled down the collar of his shirt.

However, his whole body was weak, and he was weakly pulling on the collar.

"Do you feel hot? I'll help you untie it. Wang Chuchu didn't take off his shoes, stepped directly on the sheets, knelt next to him, and helped him untie his clothes.