If it's not a lockdown, who else could it be?

"Talk, talk, what are you yelling about? How about whom's lung capacity is bigger? Mu Qinghuan's eyes were red with anger, and in the end, he didn't know what he was angry about.

Are you angry that you are stupid, you actually made a bet with Yan Naier, and now that you lose, you will either leave the lockdown in a dashing manner, or you will not admit it.

Don't you admit it to death? She thought about it, but she couldn't admit that it wasn't her style!

The lockdown was really angry, and she was not in the mood to tease her, so she gritted her teeth and asked, "Why didn't you answer my phone?" ”

He also thought that something had happened to her, so he called for a morning......

"Lockdown, let's ......" divorce.

The three words 'divorce' were stuck in his throat, Mu Qinghuan's slightly pale lips pursed the corners of his heart, and his heart was horizontal, "We ......"

“…… I! Guys! ”

I kept repeating the word 'we' over and over again, and then, I couldn't continue!

"We ......" This time, Mu Qinghuan finally mustered up the courage, but was interrupted by him, "Why did you come to the Feng clan?" ”

Don't mistake her back, the one she saw at the new product meeting before was Mu Qinghuan.

Was it discovered? Mu Qinghuan simply admitted, "Feng Xiaoer, I saw you in the Feng family." ”

Nonsense! "Why are you here?" He wanted to know why, why she came quietly, and left quietly, and didn't answer the phone......

She doesn't answer his phone, only the landline at home, I'm afraid she doesn't want to see him as a person.

"Today...... Feng's launched a new product, and I already knew that you were the person in charge, so I ran over to join in the fun! Recalling the scene of his well-dressed interview with the media, and recalling his serious and indifferent eyes at that time, Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt that he was actually not happy......

"You...... It's handsome today! Great! As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qinghuan was depressed.

Isn't it a divorce? How did it become a thigh hug for him?

"Since you came to see me, why did you leave halfway through?" The corners of his mouth rose in an elegant arc, and he asked in a better mood for the lockdown.

"......" Mu Qinghuan was directly speechless, could she say, didn't she come to see him?

"Why don't you answer the phone?" After going around for a long time, he went back to this question.

"Oh, I didn't look at my phone." When the first call was pressed by the lockdown, Mu Qinghuan didn't want to bother him anymore.

She knows...... When a man is constantly pestered, he will only get bored.

She didn't want to bother him.

"I've hit a lot!" The lockdown sneered angrily.

"It's just that you're out of power!" Mu Qinghuan himself felt that this excuse was inferior.

"Are you sure there's no power?"

“…… Maybe! It's my phone that's broken. ”

"What's wrong with your voice?"

"It's nothing ......" said Mu Qinghuan coughed heavily, his dry throat seemed to be on fire, and then he was dizzy and dizzy, a sign of fever.

"Sick?" Suddenly, thinking of the time her finger was pricked, the tone of the lockdown couldn't help but worsen, "Are you sick?" ”

He's there, care about her?

His thoughts were messy, and Mu Qinghuan couldn't see through the lockdown at all.

Trying his best to force back the suffocation in his heart, Mu Qinghuan closed his eyes deeply, almost crushing the earpiece and spitting out two words, "No." ”

He gave Yan Nell the endorsement qualification for Feng's new product, and this endorsement activity was advanced for a whole month, so he couldn't wait, just for fear that there would be a change in it, so that she Mu Qinghuan would be completely dead to the matter of changing the spokesperson.