Gong Moyao didn't respond, he carefully examined the little face in front of him that was so thin that his eyes were slightly sunken, and then whispered to Xiao Yao's little ears, and then Xiao Yao pinched the man's ears lightly, and said angrily: "Don't always put the word "kill" on your lips, how unlucky, rough man." “

The man stared intently at her delicate little appearance, and the strength of his arms couldn't help but increase a little more, and he held his thin lips and teased: "Rough? I'm rough before I get on you, I'm protecting my wife, huh? “

Hearing this, Xiaoyao's face turned red, her hands tugged hard on the man's ears, and she said, "You, you are a rough old man, stinky rascal!" Can you still talk properly? “

Stinky man, she can really talk nonsense anywhere, how does she think, this sentence came out of Gong Moyao's mouth, with a hint of domineering! But soon, Xiaoyao gave up this idea, he is not domineering, he is obviously a first-class calf, hum~

As long as she looks at her fried hair, Gong Moyao's heart will be as soft as cotton, as if the temperature will melt a little higher, the man continued to tease her, and said softly: "Where am I old?" “

Xiao Yao and Gong Moyao confronted: "You are twenty-six years old and not old!" “

Gong Mo Yao smiled, even though she had forgotten all the memories with him before, but her consciousness was still there, otherwise how could she know that he was already twenty-six years old, the man pretended to wrinkle his brows, touched his face, and then lowered his eyes and reached out to pinch Xiao Yao's palm-sized face.

He whispered softly: "It's almost slippery, it shouldn't be old enough, you can eat it a few more times." “

Others don't understand what "eat" means, but Xiaoyao knows! Dead guys! Doesn't it matter what you say, leave it on the bed? I just said it in such a cold place.

Gong Moyao turned his head and glanced at Nangong and Beiming.

The two glanced at each other and walked out with Jiang Tingshi in their arms.

Outside the cell door, there was a suspicious voice: "Is it okay to do whatever you want as long as you don't get killed?" “

"Hmmm......"

In the cell, Xiaoyao was embarrassed, then Jiang Tingshi must not be beaten half to death, it is better to die.

On the other side, Gong Mocheng sat opposite Wen Haoyu expressionlessly, playing with the lid of the cup without saying a word.

Wen Haoyu raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Why, I haven't seen you for so long, you didn't say a word, I think you are so tight~"

These words came into Gong Mocheng's ears, and there was no surprise, he didn't know what Wen Haoyu's character was, and this mouth was underwhelmed again.

Wen Haoyu saw that Gong Mocheng still pursed her lips and was silent, and joked angrily: "Just say it!" Come to me and what I want to do, I don't believe you came to play with me just in a daze. “

"Where were you on my father's birthday? Where? With whom? What was done? What else was missing? “

is so bland that there is no trace of anger, this is not Gong Mocheng's character, at least in Wen Haoyu's opinion.

"You're here to investigate my whereabouts? Mo Cheng, why didn't I find out, it turns out that you are so idle. Wen Haoyu held her chin and looked indifferent.

Gong Mocheng reached out and grabbed Wen Haoyu's clothes, then lifted it up vigorously, and said in a calm voice: "Don't tell me some nonsense, just answer!" “

Wen Haoyu raised his head, his eyes were straight at Shanggong Mocheng's angry eyes, and the two of them were breathing tightly, mixing with each other.

Gong Mocheng was a little disgusted with his current posture, so he let go and pushed him away, but unexpectedly, the whole person was supported by Wen Haoyu's strong hands and continued to push, and then the two of them slammed on the ground.

Gong Mocheng snorted painfully, and cursed in a low voice: "Wen Haoyu, are you sick?" Don't think that if you have a good relationship with you, you can be unscrupulous and let go! “

The first time, he was pushed to the wall by a man, although he was lying down, but he was a man, okay? The dignified seven-foot man was humiliated by Wen Haoyu. Gong Mocheng's reddish Junyan was clearly seen by Wen Haoyu on his body, and suddenly, Wen Haoyu's brain was hot, and he had the idea of teasing him.

"I'm sick...... Wen Haoyu suddenly paused, leaned down slightly, stared intently at Gong Mocheng in front of him, and muttered softly: "Lovesickness, do you have medicine?" “

"Get out!"

After that, Wen Haoyu was gloriously beaten up, and of course, Gong Mocheng was inevitably beaten back, and the two big men rolled on the ground and were entangled in a ball. After a long time, they leaned together in embarrassment, looked at each other and smiled, this is the most silent forgiveness between friends!

Gong Mocheng lightly touched the swollen corners of his eyes, and said unhappily: "Don't move your hands and feet in the future, looking at my face, it will affect my image in Xiaoxiao's mind, understand?" “

"I don't understand!" Obviously, Wen Haoyu didn't appreciate his affection, patted the dust on his robe, and sat down: "Are you embarrassed to say, didn't you do it first?" My face hurts too, fair! “

After that, Wen Haoyu also glanced at Gong Mocheng with a dark face playfully.

"Okay, let's understand each other in the future, just don't do it!" As he spoke, Gong Mocheng also patted his robe and stood up, and sat down facing Wen Haoyu.

After reaching a consensus, the two had the same topic as before, and Gong Mocheng asked where he was that day!

Wen Haoyu had no choice but to summon it truthfully.

"My mother contracted the wind chill that day, so she took care of my mother in the house, and then I didn't go with my father, that's it, second prince, what else do you have to ask, take advantage of Uncle Ben's good mood now, hurry up and ask."

Seeing that he looked like he was dead, Gong Mocheng was stunned and raised his leg and kicked him, Wen Haoyu returned to his serious appearance, and told Gong Mocheng about his mother's illness one by one, very bad news, an incurable disease! This is a big blow to Wen Haoyu, after all, his mother has never abandoned him since he was a child, loves him very much, and his father, Gong Mocheng now only hopes that in Xiaoyao's affairs, without him, that thing is just an accident.

The two talked about the old days, and Gong Mocheng said that there was something wrong and left first.

Not long after Gong Mocheng left, a man in an ink robe appeared out of nowhere, muttered a few words to Wen Haoyu, and then quickly retreated, his movements extremely crisp and neat.

Wen Haoyu held his eyebrows impatiently, looking unhappy, but he still packed up and went out......

“…… Ji Suyao, forget him, forget that man, forget him, so that you don't have to feel so guilty, forget him, forget him, take a deep breath, forget him......"

Forgot whom? Who's talking, Ji Suyao? Don't know, don't know! Headache, Ji Suyao! It's a familiar name, Xiaoyao seems to have heard it somewhere, but she doesn't have any impression at all, Ji Suyao, who is it?

"Huh~"

The eyes that were like two pairs of wings opened suddenly, her forehead was full of sweat, and the first thing Xiaoyao did when she opened her eyes was to find Gong Moyao, fortunately, fortunately, he was here, this is not a dream!

"Why are you sweating so much and having nightmares?" The man's deep and gentle voice sounded in her ears, and immediately, there were bursts of warm touch on her forehead, so comfortable!

Gong Moyao carefully wiped the sweat on her forehead, and Xiaoyao also closed her eyes with a look of enjoyment, rubbing the man's big palm dependently, and carefully experienced Gong Moyao's tenderness.

"What did you dream about?" Gong Moyao lowered his head and stuck face to face with Xiaoyao.