He didn't forget that his surname was ink, and the ink he painted was not Moss's ink, so the people of the Moss family had nothing to do with him.

"Mo Yu, I'm with you!" In this situation, Feng Rin is unwilling to stay alone with this sticky spirit.

Mo Yu said mercilessly: "No need, it's too much of a hindrance." ”

Feng Rin: "......"

Pierced in the heart.

"Who do you say is in the way?" Now Mo Si began to be dissatisfied.

Mo Yu said honestly: "You two." ”

Mos glared, "You're really annoying. ”

"Brother Feng Rin, he won't let us go, we want to go." Mo Si has always been willful, and he wants to play one out at a time.

Mo Yu didn't continue to deal with these two people, turned around and left the door directly, and in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared around the corner.

Feng Rin: "Get up, everyone is about to go away." He looked helplessly at Mo Si, who had been hugging his waist.

Hearing this, Mo Sixiao immediately let go of his arm and raised his head arrogantly, "Don't be afraid, we have a car." ”

The corners of Feng Rin's mouth twitched slightly: "......"

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Wan Zexi plugged in his headphones and sat on the sofa in the lounge.

The young man's posture is decent, after all, it is someone else's territory, and he can't be presumptuous at will, if such Wan Zexi lets Xiao Hei see it, he may be surprised.

You must know that the prince of his family has always been wanton, very unruly and unruly, and cold by nature, don't expect her to be able to restrain herself anywhere.

Qiao Xi'an was a little impatient, they had been sitting here and waiting for almost two hours.

I arrived here at eight o'clock, and it's ten o'clock now.

Wang Xiao looked very cramped, although he didn't know why he hadn't arrived for a long time, but the atmosphere was really a bit weird.

"Master!" Qiao Xi'an couldn't help but look down at the handsome young man leaning on the large sofa in European and American style.

Wan Zexi's eyebrows were a little cold, and she tapped her knees with her fingertips, and she was extremely regular again and again.

Seeing that the young man didn't speak, Qiao Xi'an understood, and he said in a low voice: "Got it, master." ”

And Wang Xiao, who was sitting next to him, only felt confused, this time he deeply felt that Wan Zexi was even more unfathomable than he imagined.

"It's coming!" Wan Zexi stopped the shaking of his fingertips, and his red lips gently spit out these two words.

Because she heard footsteps.

"Sorry, I'm late." A middle-aged man dressed in a foreign style but restrained walked in.

Qiao Xi'an narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the man who walked in, his eyes were a little dark.

The man in front of him was in a majestic figure, looking at Wan Zexi's eyes with a hint of apology.

He spoke fluent and beautiful Chinese: "Presumably this is Mr. Wan!" It's really better to see than to hear, and it's really more extraordinary than you imagined! ”

Wan Zexi didn't show it on the surface, she raised her lips slightly as if she was smiling, "I don't dare to be, but Mr. Yin En is a little younger than the younger generation imagined." ”

Yin Enjos smiled slightly, like an old fox who had become a spirit, and he naturally knew the reason why the overly beautiful young man in front of him asked him to meet.

Wan Zexi didn't want to beat around the bush anymore, and said straightforwardly: "Mr. Yin En, I think you also know the reason why the younger generation came here, I have a friend whose hand is injured, and I hope to help him recover through the new treatment technology you have studied." ”

Because the two people spoke Chinese, Wang Xiao naturally understood it, and he secretly observed the gringo in front of him.

Even if he is not a knowledgeable person, he can feel the restrained and gentlemanly temperament of the gringo in front of him.

Yin Enqiao smiled and said, "Mr. Wan, don't worry, secretary, pour Mr. Wan and them a cup of coffee." ”

"Okay." The beautiful female secretary immediately went to pour a few cups of coffee.