The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 364

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Ling Kexin's car drove to Mo's Manor, and just stopped when Aunt Mei walked over. Seeing Mo Yiting in the car, she was slightly taken aback.

"Aunt Mei, make Yiting a cup of honey water, she drank too much." Ling Kexin got out of the car and smiled at Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei asked suspiciously, "Drink with you?"

"No." Ling Kexin helped Mo Yiting out, and Mo Yiting lazily leaned on Ling Kexin's shoulder, as if about to fall asleep.

Aunt Mei came to help her, Ling Kexin shook her hand, "No need, I'll do it."

"Eldest young mistress, are you sleeping here tonight?"

"No, I'm going home, Er Ye hasn't come back yet."

After hearing this, Aunt Mei left first, Mo Yiting opened her slightly closed eyes, and slowly walked towards the villa leaning on Ling Kexin's shoulders. The temperature on her body was relatively high, and Ling Kexin felt it all at once.

"What kind of wine are you drinking?"

"Red wine, original from France."

"That degree is not high, how could you be drunk?"

"I'm drunk." Mo Yiting giggled.

"Don't be with Qiao Zhenzhong anymore, I'm afraid he will harm you."

"Don't worry, I know." Mo Yiting pushed her away, and then walked to the door by herself. Ling Kexin wanted to go back immediately, but Wu Qiong was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, so she went up to say hello.

Wu Qiong didn't pay much attention to her, her eyes were locked on Mo Yiting's face, and she complained: "Going crazy again?"

"No." Mo Yiting threw her bag on the sofa, lay down, rested her head on Wu Qiong's lap, and looked at her with her beautiful eyes.

Wu Qiong patted her face, lowered her head and smelled it, and found that the smell of wine was not strong, but her face turned red strangely, which was really strange.

She looked at Ling Kexin, "Who is she having dinner with tonight?"

"Following..." As soon as Ling Kexin opened her mouth, Mo Yiting raised her hand, pinned down Wu Qiong's neck, and replied, "Following a male classmate, Mom, you don't know him."

"Not He Xiaoxiao?" Wu Qiong stared.

"He Xiaoxiao doesn't like me, mother, don't mention it." Mo Yiting seemed irritable, she got up, but her feet gave way, and she fell again, Wu Qiong hurriedly hugged her.

Aunt Mei came over and handed her the honey water to drink.

Ling Kexin watched her finish drinking, then smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm going back."

"Oh," Wu Qiong replied lightly, Ling Kexin turned around, but heard her say again, "Sleep here, his father called just now, and Erye is not coming home, they will not be home until tomorrow."

Only then did Ling Kexin realize that her mobile phone was left in the car, she thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go out for a while."

I took out my bag in the car, took out my phone, and saw several missed calls. She immediately went back, and Mo Erye answered, with a warm and affectionate tone, "Hi, wife."

"You're not going home, are you?"

"Well, come back tomorrow, are you afraid of sleeping alone? If you are afraid, I will rush back."

"No, I'll stay in the manor and sleep well."

Mo Erye was very happy when he heard that, "Then I can rest assured, call me if you have anything to do, and have a good rest."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Kexin walked into the villa, and heard Mo Yiting calling her: "Ling Kexin, come up."

Ling Kexin looked upstairs, and saw Mo Yiting laying on the banister of the stairs, looking weak, but at this time, Wu Qiong might have gone upstairs earlier than her, and Aunt Mei was not there.

"You don't have the strength to walk?" Ling Kexin supported her.

"Yes, but I want to ask you one thing, can you not tell mom... I know Qiao Zhenzhong?"

Ling Kexin frowned, staring at her thoughtfully, "Do you want to continue dating him?"

Mo Yiting rubbed the skirt around her waist and smiled shyly, "If I have a relationship with him, I want to try."

"Are you crazy?" I said a lot of things to her earlier, all in vain?She really drank too much today, the alcohol molecules ate into her brain.

"Hush..." Mo Yiting looked around, her eyes fluttered, and said nervously, "Don't be so loud, do you want the whole world to know?"

"Mo Yiting, come with me."

Ling Kexin took her by the hand and walked into her room, then dragged her directly into the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Seeing her unscrewing the shower faucet, Mo Yiting's expression froze and she was in a daze, Ling Kexin picked up the nozzle and suddenly sprayed towards her...

"Ahhh!" The slender jet of water hit her face like a steel wire, Mo Yiting couldn't open her eyes, her face was so hot and slightly painful.

She deliberately avoided it, but Ling Kexin grabbed her again, and the water soon poured down her head again.

Mo Yiting instantly became a drowned chicken, icy cold water flowed down her cheeks like a waterfall, her skirt was wet against her skin, and her fiery body slowly cooled down.

She was dancing and trying to escape, but when the cold water drenched her whole body, she suddenly felt refreshed, and the dark current in her body slowly disappeared.

"Okay, okay..." She raised her hands to block the maximum impact of the nozzle.

Ling Kexin then put down the shower, patted the water droplets on her body, and looked at her angrily and amusedly, "Are you sober?"

"What did I just say?" Mo Yiting rolled her eyes at her.

"What did you say and do tonight, you don't know?" Ling Kexin looked at her strangely.

Mo Yiting wiped the drops of water on her face, she seemed to be thinking about something, her eyes rolled left and right, and she murmured: "Come with Qiao Zhenzhong, let's drink, take a walk, watch the stars, come and take me home..."

"Just now you told me not to tell your mother, you know Qiao Zhenzhong! Also, you said you wanted to date him."

"Did I really say that?"

"Oh, I'm convinced, you won't be in a sleepwalking state after seeing him, will you?"

Mo Yiting smiled, shook the water on her skirt, and straightened her hair again, "No, I seem to have said it just now, but it's just a little blurry. When you pour cold water, all the blurred fragments in my mind will be flushed away. Let's go." Looking up, she looked at Ling Kexin seriously, "You really can't tell my mother about Qiao Zhenzhong."

"You mean... really want to try with him?"

"I think so, but it depends on fate."

Ling Kexin was completely speechless, she pushed Mo Yiting into the bathtub, and said: "Soak your whole body in cold water until your white skin turns white, look at the bath cream with your eyes, open your brain, and come up after you have figured it out."

When she walked to the door, she heard Mo Yiting muttering, "Little fairy, if you get married, you must be like my mother!"

Ling Kexin went to bed after taking a shower. Just as she closed her eyes and felt drowsy, the door was suddenly knocked lightly, and a faint voice came: "Eldest young mistress..."

The police officer Ling Kexin felt that she opened her eyes, got up all of a sudden, turned to open the door and looked, she was shocked, took a step back, and saw that it was Lu Qiaoer.

Lu Qiaoer wore long hair, black clothes and black trousers, her whole face was white, she looked scared and nervous, she was grinning, pinching the corner of her clothes nervously, her eyes were shining with hope.

"Qiaoer, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

It's late autumn, and the night wind passes through the aisle, blowing on people's bodies is refreshing.

"Young Mistress," Lu Qiaoer's voice trembled, and she pursed her mouth after entering the room, "I have something... I need your help."

"Tell me." Ling Kexin put a coat on her distressedly.

"I made a mistake." As soon as the words were finished, two lines of tears rolled down.

"Don't be afraid, tell me what's wrong." Ling Kexin took her by the shoulders and led her to sit on the sofa.

Lu Qiaoer didn't dare to sit down, her hands were still twisting, her palms were wet, and her feet were shaking.

"Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master, he..."

Ling Kexin's eyelids flicked, Lu Qiaoer swallowed hastily, her round face was full of sadness, "Eldest Young Master has rules... I might be kicked out by him."

Ling Kexin was confused, she picked up the water glass and handed it to Lu Qiaoer, asking her to drink some water before talking.

With a sip of water, Lu Qiaoer straightened her tongue, looked at Ling Kexin embarrassedly and said, "Eldest young mistress, you have it," she said, and she took out the test report from the bag, timidly, "This is the test report two days ago. I'm so scared of the result."

It was a urine test form. Seeing that it was marked as "positive", Ling Kexin was stunned, her eyes widened, "Whose is it?"

"Yes...it's next door to my house, brother Yang's next door."

"Brother Yang? The man you mentioned last time?"

"kindness."

"Isn't he married? I remember you said you were going to the wedding last time."

"I... I'm obsessed with ghosts. He looks a bit like Cao Lei. Every time I go home, he treats me very well. He invites me to dinner and buys me clothes. The last time I was drunk... I slept with him in a hotel It's gone." Lu Qiaoer lowered her head lower and lower, her chin was pressed to her chest.

Ling Kexin looked at her resentfully, and sighed, how silly!Koji...

"Get rid of it."

"No no! Eldest young mistress, when I walked out of the hospital, I called him, and he said he would stay...he will marry me." Lu Qiaoer nervously grabbed Ling Kexin's arm.

One night, Ling Kexin didn't sleep well, and she got up as soon as it was light in the morning, and Mrs. Mo also got up early, and accompanied by Aunt Mei, she took a walk in the yard.

There is an unwritten rule in the Mo family that a woman has to quit her job and go home after she becomes pregnant. If her style of work is unhealthy and she makes a disgusting mistake, she also has to pack up and go home.

The reason why Lu Qiaoer was able to tell this matter to herself was mainly because she trusted herself too much.

Ling Kexin took a deep breath and walked towards Mrs. Mo with a smile. The old lady was admiring the chrysanthemums. Seeing Ling Kexin, she smiled. The old face was like a golden chrysanthemum, and all the wrinkles were relaxed.

"Xin'er, come quickly, come and see the chrysanthemums with grandma."

Ling Kexin walked up to her, took her arm affectionately, and watched the flowers in the yard with her, the colorful flowers looked extraordinarily beautiful in the morning light.

Looking at a white chrysanthemum, Lu Qiaoer appeared in front of Ling Kexin's eyes again.

"Xin'er, you're on a short errand, do you miss Ye'er?" Seeing that the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, Mrs. Mo smiled.

Ling Kexin shook her head, and lied that the studio was very busy today, Xiaofang and Xiaolu couldn't leave, and she wanted to go to the countryside, saying that a township government wanted to plan an advertisement for attracting investment, and she wanted to take Lu Qiaoer there.

After hearing this, Mrs. Mo said, "Then take her there. I don't feel relieved when a woman goes so far away. Take her there."

"Thank you grandma."

"Thank you, you can assign the servants of the Mo family as you like." Mrs. Mo patted her hand, her eyes full of doting.

After breakfast, Ling Kexin took Lu Qiaoer into the car, just about to start it, Mo Yiting turned around with her bag in her hand, and patted the car window, "Kexin, give me a ride, my car is in the company .”

"Let Lao Liu drive." Ling Kexin glanced at Lu Qiaoer who was sitting in the back seat.

Mo Yiting also casually looked at Lu Qiaoer, seeing that her eyes were dodging, her face was yellow, and she was still nervous, so she smiled, blinked at Ling Kesheng, and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"I have a cold." Ling Kexin wanted to push her hand away from the car window.

Mo Yiting curled her lips, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, "I don't care, you send me to work."

Helpless, Ling Kexin had no choice but to drive in the direction of Xinhuang Company. Lu Qiaoer didn't dare to make a sound. She sat in the back seat and looked out the window nervously, for fear that Mo Yiting would see her stomach if she was not careful.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Mo Yiting suddenly asked Ling Kexin halfway through the car.

"it is good."

"But your eyes are dark, why don't you wear makeup?"

"Your brother is not here, I didn't expect to put on makeup."

"Hehe," Mo Yiting laughed, "It's true that a woman is someone who pleases herself...but you are a boss now, so you have to have an image when you go out."

Ling Kexin lowered her head to look at her attire, a lake-blue autumn outfit, a small suit collar, and a hip-wrapping skirt, it's not too bad.

"I'm talking about your face, it's autumn, you don't moisturize, what are you doing?" Mo Yiting pinched her face.

Ling Kexin smiled, "I'll touch up my makeup later, I was in a hurry just now."

"For Qiaoer?" Mo Yiting turned her head meaningfully, and glanced at Lu Qiaoer in the back seat.

Lu Qiaoer's heart beat faster immediately, if Miss Mo knew about it, she would not be able to hold on to her bowl of rice.

"Qiaoer accompanied me to the countryside, grandma agreed." Ling Kexin was calm and composed, and glanced in the rearview mirror.

"Be careful, some country people are very barbaric." Mo Yiting said more meaningfully.

Ling Kexin slowed down and looked at Mo Yiting suspiciously. Mo Yiting raised her lips and said strangely, "Do you believe it or not? I know how to read."

Ling Kexin blinked her eyes, shook her head and smiled.

Arriving at Xinhuang Media Company, Ling Kexin stopped the car, Mo Yiting got off, closed the car door, and poked her head through the rear window, "Hey, Qiaoer, take good care of my sister-in-law, she is easy to do stupid things."

"Hey, Mo Yiting..." Ling Kexin glared at her.

Mo Yiting made a face at her, turned and left, Ling Kexin saw Lu Qiaoer's nervous and bewildered look, and turned her head to comfort her: "It's okay, maybe she didn't sleep well last night and overheard us. "

"Then what should I do? Miss, she will definitely tell the young master."

"Don't worry, your young master is different from before."

"But the Mo family has rules."

"I know, so I will help you deal with it. I don't think Mo Yiting will say anything. If you do, you will follow me."

Lu Qiaoer breathed a sigh of relief, put her hands on her chest, turned her head and looked out the window again.

Suddenly, a slightly hunched woman fell into her eyes, she was startled, and blurted out: "Eldest young mistress, isn't this your cousin?"