After being scum, I was reborn into the arms of President Ba's ex-husband

Long Moran drank too much, the kind of unconscious.

Zheng Yuze looked through the rearview mirror, and the man in the back seat carefully brushed the hair on the woman's cheek, his voice was tentative, "Have you really thought about it?"

Gong Junmo's eyes were full of affection, he stared at the woman's delicate fair face, and hummed lightly.

Zheng Yuze opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back.

It is said that the boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge, but why is it not straight on Gong Junmo's body, and even turned a corner.

Zheng Yuze held the needle of the red reagent in his hand, squatted halfway by the sofa, looked up at Gong Junmo who was hugging Long Moran, without any cynical, "Jun Mo, after this injection, she will remember everyone, only Duhui forgot you, do you want to fight?"

Gong Junmo pinched her little hand, rolled up her clothes, and exposed her arms. There was nostalgia and reluctance in her deep eyes, and she was more determined, "En!"

Maybe it was a little cold, Long Moran shrank instinctively, and pressed her arm with a big hand with well-defined knuckles, watching the red liquid flow into her body with his own eyes.

Zheng Yuze didn't dare to look at his expression, and quickly left the villa.

I always feel like an executioner, tearing apart a pair of mandarin ducks.

Gong Junmo pressed her arm with a cotton swab until the bleeding stopped, then put away the cotton swab and put it in his pocket.

He carried Long Moran into the bedroom, changed her pajamas, sat on the head of the bed, looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and kissed her lightly on her smooth forehead.

It was almost inaudible to say, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

His heart felt as if a hole had been stabbed, and the pain was extremely sudden. From the initial tingling, numbness, grief slowly spread, and it penetrated into the internal organs unconsciously, turning into a big bloody hole, deep into the bone marrow, It broke our hearts.

The eye sockets are wet and red, I can't let it go, and I must let it go.

He got up and strode out, not daring to look back.

But what he didn't notice was that Long Moran left a tear at the corner of his closed eye.

Opening the door, looking outside the door, the person who was grinding the Buddhist beads twitched the corner of his mouth, "Let's go!"

Bai Zi tilted his eyes and glanced at the bedroom, then turned around to look at the man's back, his eyes were obscure, and the Buddha beads were spinning in his hands.
In the car.

Bai Ziqing sneaked another glance at the person next to him who closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Gong Junmo opened his eyes suddenly, his voice was cold, "I have something to say."

The sweet and cute voice said, "Damn ghost, you scared people back."

"Ok?"

The dangerous and oppressive voice made Bai Ziqing shut up instantly.

Then I thought about it and it was wrong!
Shouldn't he be the one to be threatened?
In an instant, he straightened up again, and wanted to get back on the stage, but he closed his eyes and went to rest, ignoring him at all.

He was left alone in a mess in the wind.

The car quickly drove to the airport, and before boarding the plane, he turned his head and forgot to take a look at this city that made him worry about it.

With a sigh of relief, he lifted his feet and stepped up the gangway, with a trace of determination on his straight back.

goodbye!My dyer!
Long Moran was woken up by the knock on the door.

She got up and rubbed her dizzy head, slipped off the big bed, and opened the door with her bare feet.

The eyeballs almost didn't fall off, oh well!
She just fell asleep, is this the whole time travel?
A row of servants greeted her. Luo Bei handed her a black suit and nodded slightly, "Mr. Long, please change your clothes. The company has a meeting at 10 o'clock."

Long Moran pointed at himself, in disbelief, "Luobei, are you okay?" You should follow
She hugged her head with her hands, her face showed pain, her mind was buzzing, her eyes rolled, and she fainted.

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.

What came into view was Long Siyu's concerned eyes. He pressed her shoulder and whispered, "Sister, if you still feel uncomfortable, tell brother."

Long Moran looked at him, and began to doubt in her heart, did she time travel to the group pet script?
Why is her brother Mao so gentle?

Long Siyu didn't think so much. He knew from Luo Bei that after what Gongjun Mo did for Long Moran, his heart was not only shocked, but also moved and distressed.

Why can't God let two people who love each other be together?

Is it also jealous?

"Brother, have you taken over the Long Group?" Long Moran took a bite of the apple in his hand, leaned on the head of the bed, and tilted his head.

"Yeah! I've taken over. If you live well, you should be able to see the day when I become the richest man in the world." Long Siyu peeled a piece of orange and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gee.

very sour.

He quickly threw it on the table and took a sip of water to get rid of the sour taste in his mouth.

The corners of Long Moran's mouth twitched slightly, was it so exaggerated to complain in his heart?

She took a petal and stuffed it into her mouth. She even tapped her mouth a few times with doubts in her eyes. It's obviously not sour!
A trace of panic flashed in Long Siyu's peach blossom eyes, and she sat on the bed carefully, as if she was facing an enemy, pointed to the orange in her hand and asked, "Isn't it sour?"

Long Moran stuffed another piece into his mouth, his beautiful Ruifeng eyes slightly curved, "It's not sour! It's quite sweet."

Long Siyu's heart skipped a beat, his hands trembled slightly, he got up and planned to go out, trying to calm himself down.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Ye Lin standing at the door holding a bunch of sunflowers.

The bright smile that was originally raised suddenly drooped, and the face was still guarded.

"you,."

Before he finished speaking, Long Siyu covered his mouth and dragged him to the end of the corridor.

Not to be outdone, Ye Lin bit his hand as soon as she opened her mouth, showing no mercy.

Long Siyu bit his lower lip tightly so that he didn't make a sound. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Lin, I have a business discussion with you, so please shut up."

Ye Lin leaned against the wall of the corridor, her expression full of frustration, "Why do you think Ranran's fate is so bitter? If she is really pregnant, what reason can we make up?"

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Lin glanced sideways. The person with a rare serious expression fell on his bitten hand again, and the surrounding area was purple.

She immediately looked away guiltily, and cursed secretly, she deserved it.

"Ye Lin, we are all guessing right now. She has to have her blood drawn once to verify it. Then I will leave the task of getting her blood drawn to you." Long Siyu patted her on the shoulder with a smile on his face. .

Let Long Moran draw blood.

Probably like a cosmic explosion.

Ye Lin's back shivered, her eyes were sharp, she pinched Long Siyu's ear, and smiled, "Why do I feel that you, a vicious and smoky person, are cheating on me?"

Long Siyu pretended to surrender with both hands, bent his tall body, and begged for mercy, "No, no, I dare not dare, even if I have ten guts!"

"That's good, you don't dare to measure, hum!"

Ye Lin let go of her hand, stroked her slightly messy hair, raised a gentle smile, and pushed the door open.