Evil Master's Little Sweetheart

"Let me see." The man said and walked towards her, the low footstep came, just like knocking on her heart, a familiar masculinity became more and more strong. In his nose, he stopped beside her, bowed his head and looked at the picture with her face, "well, it's in xiangwanshan, you and I, Weiwei and Qiangqiang, we've been there together."

When she said that, his breath spewed out on her neck, and there was a slight itch on her delicate skin. Her mind swayed, and she said in a hurry: "you... You go away..." she couldn't stand the panic when he was beside her, and she urged him to go away.

"Xiaoxiao..." he raised his hand, chaomo took it down, black eyes looked at her, the expression is not like a joke, "you are so afraid of me?"

That scar is so big, striking let her a Zheng, almost don't want to, she seemed to be by his eyes cup, "you should go to treatment, I don't need you to pay the debt." Even if it is owed to her, it is yuan Runqing, not him.

"Xiaoxiao, don't you hate me?" He grabbed her hand and pressed it gently on his face. "Is she really your mother?"

His face was full of hurt, biting his lip, she whispered: "yes."

Holding her hand trembled, and then slowly put down, also retreated from her step, "read on the table, go remember to bring the door."

"All right."

Hearing her answer, he turned and walked into the room without looking back at her.

Mo Xiaozhu's eyes fell back on the photo. He clearly liked to see it, but when he looked at it, he was thinking about the back of shuijunyu when he just left.

That figure is so lonely.

I have read one by one and watched it again and again. I can't put it down.

He said he would put it on the table, but she didn't want to.

She wanted to take it.

Looking back at the direction of the room where he went in, it was quiet, as if there was no one in it. Mo Xiaozhu took a deep breath. She didn't steal it, she took it with a big square. She wanted to take away the children's photos, straighten all the photos, put them in a bag, and then found a piece of paper and pen to write a note, "borrow the photos from me, and I'll return them to you later."

But is she really willing to return it?

I love these photos so much.

Weiwei and Qiangqiang are their photos. Each one is so lovely and makes her like it.

Quietly left, also for him with a good door, water Jun Yu really did not come out.

When she walked out of the room, the corridor was still quiet, which made her turn back unconsciously, but what she saw was the door closed tightly.

After entering the elevator and leaving, she had no idea. In front of the surveillance camera of the presidential suite, Shui Junyu was quietly looking at the screen, watching her walk into the elevator until she left. His thin lips were tight, and he didn't say a word.

After leaving Huaxiang, people who met her nodded politely and politely to say hello. Was she really so popular in Huaxiang? Even after leaving, these people are still enthusiastic.

Finally out of the door, carrying the photo in her hand, she did not regret, because she got what she wanted most.

One side is her mother, and the other is Weiwei and Qiangqiang. She suddenly feels that her shoulders are so heavy and hard to balance.

Fish and bear's paw, can both?

Recalling her mother in the pool of blood, she shook her head gently.

That night, I fell asleep with the photos of the children. In my sleep, I saw their lovely smile and their strong and tender voice. I wanted my mother, he wanted my mother

When Mo Xiaozhu woke up early in the morning, he put himself into the intense work again. Everything about silk language was going on in an orderly way. Although it was opened the next day, it was impossible to have any repeat customers. Obviously, the publicity for yesterday's opening was in place, and the occupancy rate was not bad. He walked around and walked for most of the morning, only to finish it again. His legs were a little sour, She came to Siyu's own office, opened the window, Huaxiang was in the field of vision, still as luxurious as ever, people came and went in front of the door, business was very good.

It can be seen that some of the dignitaries in T city still give water to the emperor to save face.

His identity is beyond her.

Against him, or a little difficult, but she wants to have a try.

As she pondered over the countermeasures, the door of the office was knocked. The urgent knock made her heart stagnate. She looked up at the direction of the door and said in a low voice, "come in."

"President, there's a woman who wants to see you."

"Where is it?" Listening to the waiter's voice, she knew she was in a hurry.

"In... In the lobby."

Eyebrow light pick, "do what?"

"She... She..."

"What's going on? You don't have to stammer Seeing the server faltering, she said in a deep voice.

"She said to everyone in the lobby that the president was... Yes..." the waiter stopped again and couldn't go on.

"I'll go down with you." After a simple arrangement of the table, is it Huaxiang's move? It seems that it's right for her to stay in silk language today. If she doesn't sit down, her subordinates will be in a panic.

Take the elevator, from the office to the first floor. Before you get out of the elevator, you can hear someone in the lobby shouting with a loudspeaker: "Silk language is a black shop. The landlady is a pimp who sells and specializes in killing hackers. Please don't live. Please don't come in."

In a few strides, she came to the woman who was shouting. She looked like she was in her thirties and was dressed up. At first sight, she was hired by others to make trouble. Mo Xiaozhu was not in a hurry. He grabbed the horn from the woman's hand and then yelled to those around her who were looking at her to leave: "don't leave, Since there is a lot of excitement, please stay and have a look. "

With her voice, she stopped the people who were about to leave. They didn't want to leave at all. People like to join in the fun and stay there.

"What do you... What do you want?" She hasn't said anything about this woman, but as soon as she saw that the loudspeaker in her hand was robbed, she was a little flustered and looked at her with wide eyes. Her voice was not as loud as it had just been, even a little stiff.

"You say, who did I sell it to?" A cold face, she snapped.

"I... I..." the woman was completely wilted by her fierce momentum.

"Come on, I can't tell, can I?"

"No, why are you so cruel to me? If you sell it, you sell it." However, the woman is also out to mix, soon returned to normal, a mouth is particularly vicious, is to say that she is sold.

"Well, who did I sell it to? I want a name and a surname. " Mo Xiaozhu is not in a hurry. He really looks down on shuijunyu. It turns out that he has the ability to use such abusive means, which really makes her disdain.

"You know that, huh."

Two hands encircle in front of the chest, she lightly a smile, "but I don't know myself, how do you say to do?"? If you can't say it, it's that you're making things up. "

"Is... Is..."

"Come on, everyone, listen to who she says. If you take it out, you can sell a piece of news. I don't believe that Mo Xiaozhu is good at it. Are you afraid of these people's mischief?"

There was a whisper in the crowd immediately. Although there was still some advice for Mo Xiaozhu, more people were staring at the woman. Mo Xiaozhu was too calm and scolded by the woman. She didn't look flustered at all. At first sight, it was the feeling that I was not afraid if I didn't do it.

"Is it... Is it Mu Shaoli?"

Mo Xiaozhu's eyebrows pick, "ha ha, he is my ex husband, this, also sell it?"

Although I don't remember what happened to her and Mu Shaoli before, she knows that she and Mu Shaoli have received a marriage certificate. Although it's not clear what happened with Mu Shaoli, it's unnecessary to make it clear that she used to be a husband and wife.

"You... You..."

"How about going to the Civil Affairs Bureau? Mr. Mu and I have been recorded before. Although we are divorced now, we are still friends. It's public. It's not secret at all

"And... And..."

"Ha ha, who else? Don't spoil everyone's interest. Since you dare to come, don't be afraid to say it."

"Don't think I'm afraid to say it, I'm not."

"I didn't think you were afraid to say it. Go ahead, I'll wait." All the people are watching the excitement. If she is stage fright at this time, she may not know how many people will make trouble in the future.

"It's... It's... It's water..."

"Pa", a slap on the woman's face, "what are you talking about? Who asked you to make trouble here? Who is Miss Mo? Is this also the place where you can come to make trouble? "

"You... You..." the woman suddenly stupefied and looked at the woman who slapped her, "you..."

"I don't know. Get out of here. Don't dirty the floor."

The woman covers her face, and the corners of her lips are bleeding from Leng Xueying. First, she is stunned, then she reacts, and she is about to leave.

"Stop." Mo Xiaozhu said sternly, "you have not dealt with the matter of slandering me. You can't leave until you have dealt with it. Come, report 110, and inform the police that a woman has come to our silk language to make trouble, slander and make trouble."

"Oh, Miss Mo, why do you have the same opinion as a rude man? Don't lower your status." One side of Leng Xueying suddenly said in a slow voice.

"How can I degrade my status? I'm working. Someone is making trouble in silk language. I have to deal with it. It's Miss Leng. You just slapped me in the face, aren't you acting? I don't see the camera director or anything in our silk language. "

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