Chinese But the corners of her mouth still couldn't go down, and she could barely keep it steady.

"Xixi, after the show is over, let's go back."

"Hmm." Luo Xi nodded, was supported by Lu Cheng's waist, and turned around with her.

Where is a good show, it is clearly a heart-digging execution ground, which makes her organs tremble.

The moment he turned around, two tears suddenly snatched out of his eyes and fell behind him.

The eyelashes flutter violently, leaving no trace of tears.

Luo Xi didn't look back and was taken out.

She was afraid that if she looked at it again, she would not be able to suppress her collapse mood, and when she got out of this door, she would forget all about what had just happened, and she would not think about it for a second.

Jing Mohao knelt on the cold ground on one leg, only to feel a stinging pain that penetrated his whole body from the cracks in his bones, he quickly took out his mobile phone and spoke to Yan Yu who was ambushed outside, "Cancel all ambushes and let Jian Qing come in to find me." ”

Jing Mohao propped up the sofa on the side, relying on the strength of his arms to prop up his legs that were beginning to be poisonous, and the undercurrent in his eyes swirled endlessly.

He was sure that Luo Xi who appeared just now was not a fake, but she herself.

The moment she pulled her, the force she pushed away was clearly not the force of resistance, but a simple push.

Moreover, it is a bit of a greedy push.

She knows the strength of her hands very well, although she doesn't have much strength in her arms, but when she really wants to resist someone, her expression and strength will be different.

He had witnessed all the moments of her from disobedience to mischievous shyness, and he could not know what her strength just now, it meant.

He was almost certain that she really didn't have amnesia and hadn't forgotten him.

But she still stays there, what do she wants to do...

The only possibility is that she already has her own plan, and, most likely, she needs her own cooperation...

Jing Mohao's eyes swept around, and suddenly found two exploding water droplets on the ground.

He bent over and reached over the water on the ground, clear and not sticky.

There was an idea in his heart that urged him to put his finger in his mouth and touch the tip of his tongue.

It's salty...

It's tears...

Luo Xi's tears...

The door was pushed open by a strong force, and Jian Qing quickly broke in, and saw Jing Mohao sitting on the sofa alone and sucking his fingers.

"Damn, what are you doing, retarded!"

Jing Mohao pulled out his fingers, and his eyebrows were dyed with hope, "Get out." ”

"Where's your wife?"

"Gone."

"Gone? With Lu Cheng? Jian Qing had an expression on her face as she ate the mustard-flavored sauce meat bun, "Why didn't you shoot that kid with one shot?" ”

Jing Mohao ignored him, and immersed himself in his own thoughts.

He instantly picked up the pen on the table and dismantled it crushingly, making Jian Qing's eyes twitch for a moment.

Without any clues, Jing Mohao sat on the sofa, staring at the entire sofa as if he was about to demolish the building.

"Hey, Hao, you're talking, what are you looking for?" Jian Qing couldn't see that he was busy, so he could only watch.

But when I look at it, I always feel that something is wrong.

Why doesn't this guy leave the couch all the time, like he's disabled.

Disabled...

The corners of Jian Qing's eyes twitched, "Jing Mohao, are you poisoned?" ”

Jing Mohao still ignored him, he had already fallen into a huge whirlpool, and the pain in his lower limbs was only unconscious.

Jian Qing immediately took out the injections she was carrying and rushed over a few steps, watching him frantically throw away the pillow on the sofa, with a slight headache.

I don't know why Luo Xi didn't come back with him, to see what kind of virtue this guy has become.

I really don't even want to die...

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