When Qi Qianfeng woke up again, he saw a bright ceiling, and as far as the eye could see, the surrounding layout was very simple. I closed my eyes and wanted to rub the corners of my forehead that kept twitching, but I couldn't raise my hand for a long time, so I had to give up.

At this time, there was a sound at the door, Qi Qianfeng raised his eyes, and there was a familiar person standing at the door-Fike Litai.

Qi Qianfeng's whole person woke up a lot in an instant, and the alarm bell in his head kept ringing, but his whole person was wrapped into a mummy, and he couldn't move at all.

"Wake up, it's pretty fast." Fike Litai thought that this person would have to wait two days to wake up, after all, the injury was not a trivial matter, but the speed of this person's physical recovery was really fast, no wonder he was able to run out of his hands back then.

"I~cough~" As soon as Qi Qianfeng opened his mouth, a sharp pain came from his throat, forcing him to give up speaking for the time being.

Fike Litai raised his eyebrows and slowly fed the uncle lying on the bed with white porridge, "You are ...... at my house"

With just this sentence, Fick left the stage and saw the pupils of the person on the bed dilated, and his face was frightened.

"Don't get me wrong, nothing else. It's better for you to recuperate here, anyway, you don't have a good place in your body, you take care of it for a while, and I'll hire a nurse to take care of you later, and when you're almost well, I'll send you back to Huaxia. ”

Swallowing the porridge with difficulty, Qi Qianfeng felt as if he had more strength around him, but when he thought that this porridge was fed by Fike Litai, the whole person was not good in an instant, and after a while, he hesitated and asked "Why"?

"Didn't you hear it last night, there is a life up there, don't dare to disobey it......"

Fick left the stage Chinese is not bad...... Wait a while, there is a life above, and the woman last night was actually Fick Offstage's top boss, so the news that there is another owner behind Momen is not false news, but a real hammer!

The more he thought about it, the heavier Qi Qianfeng's heart became. The organization of Momen is already huge, and now Momen has another owner, so who knows if there are other forces behind this master. If that were true, it would be a terrible message!

"Huaxia is safe." Fike left the stage and saw Qi Qianfeng's face darkened for a while, so he could naturally guess what this person was thinking. However, in the puzzled eyes of Qi Qianfeng, Fick left the stage without much explanation.

How can I say this, saying that our palace master is married to your family Mu Xi, and Momen has to support Huaxia for 200%, otherwise his own palace master can't explain it? It's no wonder that you can't be dragged out and sliced!

Qi Qianfeng is not an outsider, he is Mu Xi's cousin, and he and Mu Xi belong to two different teams in the same department. Mu Xi is the leader of the shadow army, and Qi Qianfeng is the head of the special forces camp. The people on both sides have always cooperated very well, but it's a pity that Qi Qianfeng was alone this time and didn't respond, so he was made into this dying appearance.

Qi Qianfeng couldn't believe that Fick left the stage with a kind face in front of him, he had personally learned this person's methods. When he went to Momen to carry out a mission, he was arrested by Fick Litai, if it wasn't for Mu Xi's timely response at that moment, he would definitely die under Fike Litai's exquisite calculation.

Seeing Qi Qianfeng's vigilant appearance, Fike Litai suddenly remembered that he almost killed this person, and couldn't help but be suddenly shocked, "Ahem, say something, I can save you, don't say that I almost killed you in the future." "In case the wind blows by the master's husband, I don't know where to be assigned!

Qi Qianfeng: ...... Although he didn't know what to say at all, he nodded cooperatively.

The first two of them were a hard toss, Mo Jin slept very well all night, and when she woke up the next day, she was still in the mood to take Rong Ting out for a walk.

"I said little ancestor, how long are you going to go shopping?" Rong Ting's face was distracted, with two or three paper bags hanging on his arms, and he occasionally worked part-time to give Mo Jin a street photo.

Originally, he was in a good mood when he heard that Mo Jin was going shopping, after all, it was perfect for a street photo shoot in this street and alley, but he never thought that Mo Jin was really going shopping!

Pity him for his old bones, his legs are soft and his waist is sore, and he is becoming more and more distracted by taking pictures, he just wants to find a place to rest.

Contrary to Rong Ting, Mo Jin was wearing a very prosperous and magnificent dress, stepping on a pair of small embroidered shoes, and he was very tall at one meter, and he was casually wandering around all the way, buying all kinds of messy men's and women's pants, shoes, and perfumes, each of which was more than five figures, and he didn't take the money seriously at all.

Of course, it was not the card that Mu Xi gave her, but the card that Fike gave to Mo Jin after leaving the stage. Otherwise, with Mo Jin's usage, Mu Xi may not be able to afford it.

"Shall we go back then?" Mo Jin turned around and asked rhetorically, and the arrogant chuckle showed that this sentence was insincere.

As a woman, the combat effectiveness of shopping is absolutely outrageous, especially for someone like Mo Jin, who is neither short of money nor physical strength, and is even more unscrupulous in major shopping malls. Poor Rong Ting saw Mo Jin like this, and he didn't dare to say more than half a sentence, so he had to smile bitterly with 'You listen to you the most', followed behind Mo Jin unhurriedly, and never spoke again.

It wasn't until Mo Jin felt a little hungry that she found a shop to sit down and ordered three or four dishes to eat at random. Rong Ting finally remembered his profession, even if he was hungry, he had to take a photo of Mo Jin first, then give a close-up of the food, and then give Mo Jin a ...... Finally, I devoured it.

When Mo Jin made the suggestion of 'go again', Rong Ting's face was full of despair, which made Mo Jin hesitate for a moment and give up the idea.

But when she returned to the hotel, Mo Jin felt a little bored, wandered for a while, and then walked to Rong Ting's room and knocked on the door.

Rong Ting: ...... Forget it, I'd better play dead!

So Mo Jin had no choice but to stand against the warm sun and walk slowly on the road like a toddler old man, but no matter how serious she was, after all, her appearance still attracted the attention of many people.

Mo Jin, who was alone, didn't know that Rong Ting, who was pretending to be dead, had very consciously put her street photos on Weibo, and the circle shook again.

#论有个时不时就出来勾搭人的小妖精系列#

#论我的爱豆太撩人系列#

#论妖姬党魅色无边系列#

After a while, a group of good-looking parties put Mo Jin on the hot search very powerfully, even though Mo Jin was not in China at this time. However, there are also many people who ask for a chance encounter, after all, the Mo Jin people have been released in the United States a long time ago.

However, there is one thing that also happened in this 'street photography' activity, which made Rong Ting feel that everything came too quickly like a tornado, and he was completely caught off guard, that is, Mo Jin became an Internet celebrity, a foreign Internet celebrity.

The cause of the incident is like this, Mo Jin took Rong Ting to wander on the street, and walked into a high-end store, Rong Ting hid on the sofa to recuperate, Mo Jin flipped the skirt hanging on the shelf with her ten fingers.

Coincidentally, a ray of sunlight came in from the window behind him, shining on that beautiful cheek, warm as jade and stunning in the world, which immediately attracted the attention of the man sitting quietly on the side, so that a picture was frozen. In front of the rows of beautiful dresses, the domineering woman wore a luxurious costume and chose the clothes in her hand, and the gentle rays of sunlight behind her seemed to have become her foil.

Even though the rows of dresses are evening dresses and the like, they don't match the temperament of the woman's body at all, but they are inexplicably very compatible.

The man put the photo on his Facebook and wrote only one sentence, and at that moment, I felt as if I had seen an angel from China.

And this man is a big V on Facebook who is famous for taking pictures of beauties and beautiful scenery, and there are many fans on Facebook. In just three hours, Mo Jin has become a foundationless Internet celebrity in the United States just by virtue of this face, and many people are even starting to pick up information!

But now Mo Jin and Rong Ting don't know all this, no one would have thought that just going out for a swing, there was this kind of adventure, Mo Jin is still walking in the park easily, occasionally stopping on the chair, half leaning on the back of the chair, closing his eyes, the oncoming sun on his face, very warm.

A soft "click" sounded in the silence, and Mo Jin looked up, it was a blond man with blue eyes, wearing a plaid shirt, slacks, a pair of cotton slippers on his feet, and silver studs shining in the sun.

"You're blocking my sun." Mo Jin tilted her head, her eyes opened and closed for a long time, but she moved her body slightly and adjusted her posture to a more comfortable position.

"I'm sorry," Ann Zedong Arthur said very sincerely, and then turned around and walked over to Mo Jin and sat down, "Hello, I'm Ann Zedong Arthur, I just think you're beautiful." ”

"Hmm." Mo Jin raised her eyes slightly, and this time she saw clearly that the man sitting next to her had fair and soft skin and a straight nose bridge, and he still looked like a plus.

Mo Jin didn't answer, and Anzedon Arthur didn't know how to answer. He'd never been in this situation before, so what should he do now to not be considered an abrupt beauty?

Gradually waiting for the sunset to the west, the cool breeze gradually hit, Mo Jin collected his thoughts, stood up and left. An Zedong is in a hurry, he hasn't asked for this person's contact information yet!

"I'm sorry, I'm presumptuous, but I still want to ask, are you a newcomer in the entertainment industry?" An Zedong thought that it would be a pity if this person did not enter the entertainment industry.

"Yes. Is there something wrong? ”

"That's right, I have something you can think about here, I'm the chief photographer of "Goddess", I want to invite you to our fashion show this season, are you free in September?" An Zedong felt a sense of chagrin in his heart after he finished speaking, he didn't know what was wrong with him, why he suddenly said such a thing.

You must know that "Goddess" is not something that ordinary people can control, and if the people he personally invited come in but can't be called clothes, it will be a shame!

"I'm still a newcomer, or you should think about it again!"

Mo Jin is not a newcomer now, but he saw that the face of the self-proclaimed An Zedong was a little ugly, and he took the initiative to refuse. She Mo Jin doesn't have to be a fashion show, and she doesn't want to be annoying to people.

"Then I'll think again!" An Zedong smiled a little awkwardly, said 'goodbye' and left, not considering that he didn't actually leave anything that could connect with Mo Jin.

Mo Jin watched An Zedong go away, snorted lightly twice, and walked slowly towards the hotel, I am about to talk about something with Fick off the stage tonight!