"Yun Fei, I know that you have hated Li Ye for so many years, but I hope you understand that if it wasn't for Li Ye back then, you wouldn't be alive until now." Ink Seven Ways.

Lan Jue Yunfei's deep eyes stared at Mo Qi coldly.

"It seems that you are really the person who has fed the heart, and you are really becoming more and more housekeepers."

"I came here, just to tell you one thing, if Lan Jue comes to you, I hope you persuade him, you also know the character of Li Ye, his most beloved thing, whoever dares to make up his mind, there is only one way, death." Mo Qi said with a bit of certainty.

It is also true that the little lady is now the life of Li Ye, who dares to touch her, die.

Lan Jue Yun smiled a little bitterly.

"What doesn't belong to him, why should he take possession?" He said this in a low voice, as if coming out of his throat.

Mo Qi didn't hear it clearly, he twisted his eyebrows.

"What did you say?"

"Ye Liting doesn't have any confidence at all?" He asked with a bit of coldness in his voice.

"This has nothing to do with being confident or not, I think, maybe you know better than anyone else about Master Li's personality, and no one can covet his things." Mo Qi is very determined.

"Heh..."

"Yun Fei, I brought the words, I don't want to see that day, Lan Jue comes to you, I hope you persuade him, the last thing I want to see is the day when everyone gets the fish to death, it was also a brother."

Lan Jue was silent and didn't speak again.

Instead, he turned around, pushed his wheelchair, and left.

After staying in the living room for a while, Mo Qi got up and left.

Upstairs, looking at Mo Qi who was driving away, the corners of Lan Jueyun's lips were slightly hooked upward.

"Ye Liting, what you owe me, and what belongs to me, I will get it back little by little." He laughed when he finished speaking, and his voice sounded a little creepy.

Until the text message rang, he took it.

Looking at the information, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he smiled weirdly.

........

Lu Xiaomu had insomnia, her uncle was not there, she actually had insomnia, maybe it was because of Qin Lang's words during the day, which formed a hurdle in her mind.

I struggled in bed for a long time, and I didn't feel sleepy at all.

She got up from the bed and sat still.

After sitting for a while, he fell down again, took out his mobile phone, didn't know who to talk to, there were many numbers, but he found that he couldn't find anyone who could chat at this time.

Until a WeChat friend added in, Lu Xiaomu unintentionally clicked on it.

Looking at the avatar, she puffed out her eyes.

Blue Jue.

That guy hadn't slept so late.

Lu Xiaomu didn't know if he was crazy, so he agreed.

For that guy Lan Jueming, he didn't seem to have any defense, not even a sense of strangeness.

This feeling seems a little strange, as if it is familiar.

When it was revealed that you were a friend of whom, you can chat, Lu Xiaomu swallowed his saliva and typed a few words.

"Night owls?"

Blue Lord Returns.

"I miss you, I can't sleep."

Lu Xiaomu: "...."

"Die."

"You're going to miss me when I'm dead."

Lu Xiaomu rolled his eyes, shameless guy, he can really say anything.

"Don't worry, if you die, I'll buy a lot of firecrackers right away, and I'll contract all the fireworks all night."

"Really? If I'm going to die, are you sure you're going to do that? We shared the same bed all night, why are you so ruthless? ”

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