(Cat flutter Chinese) Wen Xiqian smiled awkwardly, sat beside Jing Mohao, and seemed to ease the atmosphere, "Hao, we haven't seen each other for a while, for the last time I took off the name of the royal designer, I didn't let me be talked about, you say, should I be invited to drink two cups?" ”

Jing Mohao smiled heartily and said in a comforting tone, "I should invite you to accompany you." Please search (#...... See the most! The fastest update"

Wen Xiqin saw him follow her words, the smile on the corner of her mouth bloomed even more, and she turned back to push her hand towards the housekeeper, "Did you hear it, Hao said that he wanted to drink two glasses with me, and he didn't go to get two bottles of good wine." ”

"Hey, okay." The housekeeper found an opportunity to go out, and the crampedness on his face immediately turned into a smile, and he turned around and walked out.

But before the front foot went out, the whole person had already fallen to the door, his head hit the ground, and there was a muffled sound of "bang".

There was a fresh blood hole in his back, right in the heart, gushing blood.

Wen Xiqin turned her head and saw a silver swaying silencer gun held in the man's hand, and the man gently blew a light breath towards the muzzle of the gun that had just made a meritorious service, and slowly moved the muzzle down, aiming at the woman beside him.

Wen Xiqin's face was slightly pale, and she grabbed the body of the gun with her palm and wanted to move the muzzle of the gun, but found that the man's increased strength was a symbol of his firm killing intent.

Wen Xiqin couldn't laugh at the moment, and her already cold face was even more covered with a layer of green frost, but she still tried her best to pull out a trace of reluctant flattery, and said tentatively, "Hao, what are you doing here?" Put the gun down, it's all your own people, and you have something to say. ”

"Oh? Own? Jing Mohao let go slightly, turned the muzzle of the gun to the ceiling, and gave her a chance to speak for the time being.

Wen Xiqin could hear the strong distrust in his tone, and quickly organized words in his mind, trying to maintain the image of his friend by his side on weekdays, and pretended to jokingly speak, "You, can you not be so suspicious all day long, I can tell you, my parents sent someone to bring me a message, saying that your father misses you very much!" ”

Although he said it jokingly, the words came with a tremor that came from nowhere.

"Oh? Is this really the case? Jing Mohao's eyes flashed with surprise, and the moment he crossed happened to be captured by Wen Xiqin.

"Of course, and I heard that your father has been preparing a big gift for you recently, and he actually loves you very much," Wen Xiqin's voice finally returned to some normal, but her eyes still drifted to the muzzle of the gun in the man's hand unconsciously from time to time.

With Jing Mohao's personality, there is no need for warning to shoot.

Jing Mohao was silent on his face, but he had already sneered in his heart.

Gift?

Do you make a cake out of the queen's bones or build blocks for him to make toys?

Hurt him?

That's right, he does hurt him very much, and can always stab him with the sharpest means.

Jing Mohao raised his eyes and looked around at the white walls around him, and nodded with satisfaction, "I think it's not bad here, why don't you let him exchange the gift for this mountain?" ”

Wen Xiqin didn't know what he heard outside the window just now, how much he listened, he didn't dare to talk easily, so he had to put on an intimate posture and steal the beams and change the pillars, "Hey, then I can't be the master, but what is certain is that the gift given to you by your father is worth more than this mountain, I can't wait to know what that gift is, Hao, when are you going to go back and see?" ”

Jing Mohao saw that he couldn't find any real materials, so he immediately chose to calculate it.

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