Tong Jiumo said a word, and pushed Ye Mohan into the sea.

"Ye Mohan, I said I don't like you! Are you deaf? ”

Ye Mohan had a dark wound in the depths of his heart.

She was only willing to talk to him when she was provoked.

Ye Mohan's eyes had a glimmer of light.

"Momo, you can dislike me, but you can't stop me from liking you." Ye Mohan looked at Tong Jiumo and said softly.

Ye Mohan was about to say something, but the phone rang.

He looked at the caller ID and looked at Tong Jiumo apologetically, "Momo, I'll answer the phone first." ”

Ye Mohan turned around and borrowed the phone, "Sister, what's the matter?" ”

Ye An'an's roar came from the other end of the phone, "What's the matter?" You've finally answered the phone? What exactly did you do to the Seven Lords? Did you use Mo Qijue to threaten Momo? ”

Ye Mohan turned around, but he couldn't see Tong Jiumo anymore, his face was pale, his pupils were constricted, and a trace of panic crossed his eyes.

"Sister, I won't tell you yet!"

Ye Mohan hung up the phone as he spoke, and looked around for Tong Jiumo.

She was still standing behind him.

Why is it that Tong Jiumo, who is just a blink of an eye, is gone?

Ye Mohan was frightened and looked for Tong Jiumo everywhere, "Momo! ”

……

Tong Jiumo was not taken away by anyone.

Instead, she saw Mo Qijue coming on a speedboat, and she took advantage of Ye Mohan's inattention to get on Mo Qijue's speedboat.

"How did you come here?" Tong Jiumo looked at Mo Qijue, looking up and down, with a nervous expression.

His face was pale, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Momo, I don't want you to sacrifice yourself!" Mo Qijue held her little face, his expression changed slightly, "Momo, do you know how dangerous it is for you to do this?" ”

Tong Jiumo looked at his miserable white handsome face, his eyes were red, "I can't watch you have an accident!" ”

"Come back with me!" Mo Qijue said in a deep voice.

"Don't! You don't have much time, I have to ask Ye Mohan for an antidote! Tong Jiumo is very stubborn.

She followed Ye Mohan to the Maldives to find an antidote.

Mo Qijue's face was stunned for a moment, and a moment of trance appeared on his face.

He was reduced to asking his wife to protect him.

He slammed her into his arms, his voice choked softly, "Momo! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you before! ”

He actually forced her to sign a divorce agreement.

Tong Jiumo's eyes flashed a trace of flesh, raised his hand to gently hug his body, and rested his chin on his shoulder, "Are you afraid that I will have to take care of you for the rest of my life, I know...... But I'm your wife, even if you really become a three-year-old child, I will take care of you for the rest of your life. ”

She knew that Mo Qijue loved her, and she also loved this man deeply.

It's just that she can't show her love clearly like Mo Qijue.

Her love for him is hidden in her heart.

How could she abandon him and dislike him because he had become a different person?

"Husband, I don't blame you."

He did it for her good, what did she blame him for?

If you want to blame it, blame Ye Mohan.

"Ahem—"

Mo Qijue coughed suddenly.

After sitting on the plane for so long, Mo Qijue's body couldn't support it, coughed violently, and finally fell into her arms.

"Mo Qijue!" Tong Jiumo was startled, stretched out her hand to pat Mo Qijue's hot handsome face, and shouted worriedly, "Husband! ”

"You can't be fine! If you have any problems, I will take your money to make a man more handsome than you, and take your son away to remarry! ”