President's wife

"It's always been like this." Uncle Luo has always ground the coffee, what's the difference.

Thinking of something, Long Qingye was annoyed, "Answer me quickly if I ask you!"

Mo Chaodong woke up like a dream, "What's the matter?"

His patience was exhausted, "How much background did you find out about the head of the Tumi Sect?" This was the last time.

"You mean Tumimen? I only found out that his name is Puluo, a good citizen of the United States."

Good people?He hides his identity really well.

"Pullo? Is there a picture of him?"

"It's pretty good that I can find out his name, photo, no!"

It's a very tricky thing to not know the other person's appearance. If it's a friend, it's fine. If it's an enemy, you have to draw Long Qingye's attention.

After a while, the glass was upside down, and Mo Chaodong drank it up, not even a drop left, "I'm leaving."

"No." They were like brothers, it was very common for Mo Chaodong to come and visit, he came and left whenever he wanted.

Downstairs, Uncle Luo opened the door to see off the guests, and Mo Chaodong waved to Uncle Luo, "Uncle Luo, your coffee skills are getting better and better!"

"If I can get into Master Mo's mouth, this old man will be satisfied." Uncle Luo was right. Mo Chaodong's mouth is famously tricky, and the saltiness of the food slightly exceeds his standard. table.

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Mo got into the car towards the east, not paying attention to the person on the lawn that he cared about so much.

Roland squatted in the haystack, looking for the grass tips that had just emerged.

Her ointment needs a kind of dyeing agent, and the fresh grass sprouts are more suitable for use as a dyeing agent because they have more grass juice.The lawn of Yunhua Pavilion has never been sprayed with pesticides, so it will not cause any harm to the body.

She stood up, her waist was so sore, she hammered her waist, and then fiddled with the tips of the grass sprouts in the bowl, it was almost enough, that was enough.

She raised her leg to leave, but a figure stood in front of her.

Roland turned pale in astonishment, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and the tips of grass sprouts spilled out and spread on the ground.

How could it be him?

The man reached out, wanting to touch her, to make sure that what was in front of him was not a hallucination.

Roland pushed his hand away, "Sir, please step aside."

The man murmured, "Lan Lan, is it really you?" If he hadn't looked back, would he never have known she was back?

With a calm demeanor, "Sir, you've got the wrong person."

"Impossible, I'll recognize you even when you turn into ashes." Mo Chaodong didn't believe it. This was Lan Lan, his Lan Lan.

Roland didn't want to continue talking nonsense with him, so he picked up a few grass sprout tips and swept them into the bowl.

Go around him and go straight.

Mo Chaodong hugged her from behind, "Lan Lan, don't go, do you know that I miss you so much?"

Unable to break free from the restraints on his waist, Roland twisted his body and sneered, "Mo Chaodong, you have so many women, it's your turn to think about it. I'm really flattered by your words!"

"It's true, Lan Lan, are you okay?"

"Without you, there is heaven everywhere, let go!" Roland scolded him.

Mo Chaodong really let go, "Lan Lan, I know I was..."

Roland slapped her backhand, and five bright red finger prints appeared on Mo Chaodong's charming face, showing her strength.

"Mo Chaodong, don't bring up the past with me. This is the last thing I want to hear. Now, we don't owe each other, so don't bother me anymore!"

Roland left angrily, leaving him alone and self-admired, repenting in the wind.

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With his back to the door, Roland had already burst into tears. Why did he come back when he knew he would see him again.

She thought that city A was so big that it would be a year or two before she saw him again, but she didn't expect that the person who also likes to drink three spoonfuls of coffee with half-cream milk is him.