Billionaire's Cute Encoffiner Wife

Mo Youxuan stands in front of Mao Weijin and looks down at him, while Mao Weijin looks up at him.

The two men looked at each other and looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

Mo Youxuan looks at Mao Weijin, and at a glance, he can see that she is tired from her present state. In addition, she still has some uncomfortable breath left on her body. She must have just used her spiritual power to solve something.

The two of them stood face to face. The picture was so dreamy that the onlookers began to talk in a low voice.

"Didn't Dong Jiaojiao always say that Mao Weijin was shameless in colluding with her fiance? But how can I see this handsome man looking for Mao Weijin every day and giving her a gift? "

"Yes! I wonder, too. Liu Muyi is really good. He is handsome, charming and has a strong family background. But to compare with the man in front of him, I always feel that he is not of the same grade. How to say, one is mature and steady, and the other is like a little child. "

"Yes! I feel the same way. If it was me, I would definitely choose the man in front of me. Although I don't know his family background, you can see that from his bearing and aura, as well as his head to toe high-end customization, and the luxury car behind him, this status is absolutely no worse than that of the Liu family! "

"So what you mean is that Dong Jiaojiao has been asking for trouble with Mao Weijin all day long. Is she acting amorous?"

"I think she is self amorous. Relying on the good relationship between the Dong family and the Liu family, she says that she is Liu Muyi's fiancee every day. When did you see Liu Muyi and admit it?"

"Don't admit it. Liu Muyi doesn't even pay attention to her."

"Yes! It's shameless to run after people every day. "

I don't know if it's those people's voices that are too loud, or is it that Mao Weijin's ear power is too good. In short, the conversation of those people has fallen into her ears, and she has listened to them all, so that she is stunned, and she doesn't know.

"It bothers you to see me?"

Mo you Xuan naturally also heard those comments, he looked at some of the trance of Mao Weijin, eyebrows not easy to detect the wrinkle.

Hearing the voice of Mo you Xuan, Mao Weijin suddenly came back to God, looked at Mo you Xuan, quickly waved his hand, slightly flustered and said, "no, no, how possible."

She said, found that Mo you Xuan look at the eyes than just also dark, so she quickly dry smile at him twice, intend to switch the topic, "you so soon finished meeting?"

"Well." Mo you Xuan should a, "the end came to see you."

"Putong Putong... "

Mo you Xuan sounds totally emotionless words, but let Mao Weijin's heartbeat suddenly become abnormal, she quickly raised her hand to cover her heart, thinking how to make her heart calm down.

Is thinking, suddenly Mo you Xuan step forward, wait for Mao Weijin reaction, her hand was mo you Xuan pulled up.

"How?"

Mo Youxuan frowned, lowered his head, and looked at the small hand that he held tightly in his hand. There were a lot of corroded black wounds on it. His eyes suddenly became dark.

"Ah, this That is Just now, I did it when I was cleaning the bedroom. It's OK. It's really OK... "

While explaining, Mao Weijin wants to take her hand back from Mo Youxuan's, but she tries several times, because Mo Youxuan is too tight and fails.

Mao Weijin's small white hand, one wound after another, constantly stimulated Mo Youxuan's optic nerve. Seeing that Mao Weijin was constantly trying to break free of his hand, Mo Youxuan gave a strong grip and could not help saying that he pulled Mao Weijin around and walked towards the direction of his parking.

"Ah?"

All of a sudden, Mao Weijin looked at Mo you Xuan in surprise and asked, "Mr. Mo, where are you going to pull me?"

Seeing Mo you Xuan pulling Mao Weijin, Jianyang gets out of the car and opens the door for them. Then he sees Mo Youxuan slip Mao Weijin into the car without saying a word, and then he sits in the car.

Jianyang quickly closed the door, and sat back to the driving position, waiting for his boss to give him new instructions.

"To the hospital." Mo you Xuan said coldly.

"Yes." Jian Yang glanced through the rearview mirror at the two people sitting in the back. One of them was gloomy, as if he had drunk half a bucket of ink, while the other one was so confused that he didn't know what happened.

"That, Mr. Mo?" Mao Weijin side of the head, looking from the car after the silence, do not know who is angry with Mo you Xuan, tentatively said: "I have something else this afternoon, I have to go back to school."

Mao Weijin finished, Mo you Xuan did not pay attention to him.

Oh, my God! What's wrong with this poker face?

Where she did wrong, where did not do wrong, he can't excuse me to speak?

With such a dark face and silence, she didn't know what had happened!Make complaints about Mao Weijin suddenly thought, just Mo you Xuan is suddenly saw her injured hand only black face, and then pulled her up, and said to go to the hospital.

Do you mean You want the doctor to take care of her wound?

Such a simple thing, then he said it. He had to make the atmosphere so tense. Fortunately, Mao Weijin was smart and thought of it all at once.

Mao Weijin is still here because she feels smart and complacent. Jianyang, who is driving there, sweeps her rearview mirror and sighs helplessly in her heart.

Mo and Mao Weijin, the two people, one does not say anything, a brain is not good, they want to really fall in love, it is estimated that the disaster is around everyone!

The worst of them is probably him.

Soon, Jianyang will stop at the door of the hospital.

Moyou Xuan took the lead to get off the car, then a look, let Mao Weijin obediently also got off the car, followed by him.

"Mr. Mo, my hands are OK. I have had this kind of situation before. It will be OK in a few days. Really, I don't need to be so troublesome." Mao Weijin looked at the time and touched his shriveled stomach.

It's already noon now. So many things happened this morning that she didn't even have a bite of food. Now she's growling with hunger.

If she tossed about in the hospital for another hour or two, she would not be able to get back to school at three in the afternoon.

Mao Weijin was thinking about it in his heart. Her hand was suddenly pulled up by Mo you Xuan. He only listened to him say to the doctor, "treat her wound."

Mo you Xuan's voice is cold and indifferent, but listening to Mao Weijin's ears, it is particularly warm.

How many years after all, no one is as nervous about her as she is now.

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