Good Morning, Dear

Cheng Qingyao was cleaning the room with music on. She couldn't hear the mobile phone in the living room.

Cheng dongkun keeps calling... For a while, the other party is talking... For a while, the phone is not answered... He can't understand what these mean, but he has to rely on Cheng Qingyao at the critical moment of life and death. He doesn't dare to lose his temper... Endure

However, when he called, Mo Li also called Cheng Qingyao outside. They robbed each other of the line.

Mo Li also wondered why he was talking for a while and no one answered for a while? Why do you answer someone's phone but don't answer his phone? He offended her? He upset her?

Not at all!

When he called at noon, he said he would bring her a gift!

I don't know what's going on, but Moli can be sure that she is safe at this time. Looking at his watch again, he inadvertently delayed 40 minutes. It was past the off-duty time. He hurried away, otherwise she would be late, and she had more reason to be angry.

Striding towards the elevator, near the corner, a man suddenly turned out of the corner and nearly ran into him.

He stopped at his feet and stared. He was no one else, but Zhang Hanjin!!!

Wearing a new pair of glasses and a patient room in the hospital, his hands were very clumsy. His right leg in plaster didn't dare to fall to the ground and half hung in the air. When he saw that the man was Mo Li, he couldn't help grinning: "Oh, isn't this Dr. Mo? I haven't seen you for a long time. How can Dr. Mo come here? Is it difficult to come to me?"

Moli was disgusted and didn't want to talk to him. He glanced at him coldly and wanted to go around him. But he refused, and raised his crutch to stop Mo Li: "what is Dr. Mo doing? I don't want to see me so much. I'm also a patient in this hospital..."

"Haven't you been beaten enough? If you haven't been beaten enough, I can give you another fist." Mo Li didn't want to touch his crutch, turned his head and saluted him coldly, with sharp eyes full of warning and deterrence.

Zhang Hanjin was afraid of beating drums in his heart, but he thought he was a patient. He had no reason to beat even the patient!

So he took up his courage again and stuck his neck to challenge: "what did Dr. Mo say? How bad it was for other patients to listen. I didn't know that Dr. Mo was eating my vinegar!"

Mo Li sneered and his eyes looked like the cold ice in the middle of winter: "Zhang Hanjin, don't feel too good about yourself. I don't have 18 kinds of martial arts, but I can still do it if I want to keep the woman I like. Just because you want to rob me, you're not qualified enough."

In other words, AI wanwan has never been his favorite. She wants to leave or stay, whatever!

Zhang Hanjin's so-called robbery is nothing more than taking something irrelevant to him!

Zhang Hanjin didn't choke him. He was unhappy in every way. He wanted to choke again and was afraid of his cold eyes. Dare not provoke deeply, he joked wisely: "what Dr. Mo said is! Among people like Dr. Mo, dragon and Phoenix, what kind of woman do you want? I'm just kidding, kidding. However, after the joke, I still want to talk to Dr. Mo about business."

Mo Li is cold and countdown. He is anxious to go home to see Cheng Qingyao. His patience is running out. Zhang Xijin had better be more interesting, otherwise

"This business is not a small matter, but a great event. On Monday, I want to leave the hospital and make an appointment with AI wanwan to register for marriage with the Civil Affairs Bureau. This great event has some twists and turns, but the result is still as I wish. I also want to thank Dr. Mo again for his mercy and leave such a coquettish woman to me."

"You say she's so coquettish, how can she make you taste the fresh flavor?" Moli was not surprised by the result. With AI wanwan's character, she would certainly do so. However, the consequences of her doing so are very unfavorable to Cheng Qingyao.

On the way home, he called Cheng Qingyao again. The result showed that he turned off!

What the hell is going on?

What the hell is she playing?

At the weekend, it was the rush hour of work, and the road was very congested. He was so anxious that he scratched his heart and lungs, and there was nothing he could do. The car moved forward a little. When it got home, it was already 7 p.m.

He rushed upstairs and opened the door: "Yao Yao!"

It was not Cheng Qingyao who greeted him, nor the warm lights, nor the delicious food. He was greeted by a dark room, cold air, and a lonely home that was no longer warm.

She's not at home, and neither are her bags and shoes!

Where have you been?

Yao Yao!

He turned and ran downstairs, wondering if she would wait for him downstairs to buy vegetables. I took a big turn downstairs and looked for a big circle. No. Then I went to the supermarket to find all kinds of things. I tried my best to find them, but there was still no result.

Where the hell did she go?

Is it difficult to be called to the hospital by Cheng dongkun?

Call the nurses on duty and ask them to go to Cheng dongkun's ward. The result is the feedback: "Cheng Qingyao hasn't been to the hospital. His father is also looking for her. He hasn't found anyone."

finished!

Where did this go?

Where will she go?

I haven't answered the phone. Has something happened? Later, I called for a while and didn't answer. Was it at the scene of the accident?

Who?

Zhao Bin?

I asked my friends around for Zhao Bin's mobile phone number. It was not easy to find it, but I found that Zhao Bin was also turned off!

I can't help but feel more suspicious in my heart. I also feel that Cheng Qingyao is in all kinds of insecurity at this time. He is busy looking for Nan Youjin: "come on, come on, Yao Yao is gone. Please send someone to help me find her location."

"Did she bring her cell phone?"

"Yes."

"Can you get through?"

"Shut down."

"When was the last time I got through?"

"It's about six in the afternoon."

"Yes, give me her cell phone number." Nan Youjin is the best at finding people. There is no one he wants to find.

Mo Li reported his mobile phone number, and Nan Youjin didn't disappoint him. Fifteen minutes later, Cheng Qingyao's specific location was sent to his mobile phone. He hurried to drive there again. There was a damn traffic jam on the road. When he got to the place, his fire had burned all the way to his head.

However, Cheng Qingyao is good. Like everyone else, she sits at the roadside stall with Tan Yeying, eating kebabs and drinking drinks. Her small face still smiles like flowers. How brilliant it is.

Asshole!

How could she do such a thing?

It doesn't count to leave him alone, which makes him worried. It doesn't count. She dares to laugh so well outside??? When she was at his house yesterday, she always wore a straight face, and occasionally smiled as if she had given him a great gift.

Tan Yeying is her friend. He is still her man. Why should she treat her so differently?

Angry!

Completely angry!

Mo Li walked over with a bitter anger. The cold atmosphere frightened the surrounding guests, alerted the stall owner and disturbed Cheng Qingyao who was eating kebabs.

She blinked and looked at him incomprehensibly. Where did he come from? Fell from the sky? Just now, there was only kebab without him. How did he suddenly appear in front of her?

Also, just show up. Why do you look at her covetously? She didn't eat his kebab. Would he stare at her with such hatred?

Timid with small hands, he didn't dare to feed himself the kebab in his hand. He raised it and handed it to him: "here you are..."