Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

The man's words are extremely cold.

At the other end of the phone, Bo Qiuhe's breathing stopped for a while, and then he reacted again.

It's said that Mo Zhiyan and Ning Wanxing are quarreling with each other. How can they make up so soon?

No wonder Ning Wanxing had a strong voice just now.

Bo Qiuhe pulled the corners of his mouth. Well, since you are reconciled, I will continue to stir up the night star.

"Insist, my body feels uncomfortable, would you come to me?"

"If you don't feel well, go to the hospital. I'm not a doctor!" Mo insisted that he didn't speak well.

"Please..." Bo Qiuhe's voice is pitiful, "if you don't come to me, I won't live. I really need you now."

"Insist... If you don't come, I'll really cut my wrist."

"Do you want me to say everything in front of Ning Wanxing? On the 15th of September. "

Mo insisted on a sneer, without saying a word, directly and mercilessly hung up the phone.

Doodle doodle

Listening to the busy sound from the phone, Bo Qiuhe bit his lower lip.

Ning Wanxing is by Mo Zhiyan's side now, isn't he?

Then if she had the ability to let Mo insist to come to her when Ning Wanxing was by his side!

Thinking of this, Bo Qiuhe perseveres with his mobile phone and lowers his head to edit the text.

In the apartment.

Mo insisted on smashing the mobile phone on the bed.

As soon as he looked up, he saw how the evening star looked at him.

"So? Are you going to find Bo Qiuhe? " Evening star light inquiry.

Mo insisted on extending his arm and pressing the evening star directly into his arms, "I only want you. Other women are dead or alive. It has nothing to do with me!"

It's not easy to coax this woman to be a little more happy. He has a brain cramp and will be trapped by Bo Qiuhe at this time!

If it's just a normal fight and a cold war, Mo insists that he doesn't feel too much. After a long time together, it's normal to make a little noise.

But evening star cried

That kind of look at his beloved woman tears patter patter down the moment, Mo insisted on really feel his heart stopped.

The evening star is held in his arms by Mo Zhiyan, and the lower part of his nose is full of his exclusive flavor.

At this time, Mo's cell phone vibrated again.

It's Bo Qiuhe's message: what happened on September 15th, do you really don't care?

The color of Mo's eyes deepened, and his thin lips became a cold radian.

He did not return to Bo Qiuhe, and directly dragged Bo Qiuhe's phone number into the blacklist.

It's just... This text message has been glimpsed by the evening star.

September 15th.

It's September 15 again.

The little secret between him and Bo Qiuhe is that the late star has always been an outsider and doesn't know anything

"I know what you're going to say. Smelly girl, I've told you my attitude about this before. "

"So it's still your bottom line, right?" The evening star looked away. "I see."

Mo insisted on a low curse, and directly pinched the chin of the late star, "better late star, don't show me such a disappointed expression."

At the thought that Ning Wanxing was disappointed with him, Mo insisted that there was no source of tension in his heart.

The man finally compromised, "OK, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."

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