"Then don't go back." Mo Lin didn't want to open his mouth: "after all, you were born here, grew up here, familiar with everything here..."

In fact, up to now, he doesn't think that Baixi has any feelings for qianxizuo, even if she is pregnant with his child

"But I'm not happy to stay here. The people I know, you, Jiang Li, Ouyang Qing, all follow I have a good relationship with that person... "

She murmured, "Su Shaoqian" came to her mouth, but suddenly she didn't want to say it. She simply used "that person" instead: "I I don't want to hear from him all the time, and I don't want to see him again... "

Mo Lin is silent. Obviously, she hasn't put down Shaoqian in her heart, but since she hasn't put it down, why did she have to feign death and run to France? Since you have been with that thousand interest together, why do you still want to remember Shaoqian?

He still has a lot of questions in his heart, but now Baixi's sick and pale face is full of fatigue. She will always have a lot of worries in her heart. She will not tell others, so she will bear on her own and let those heavy things crush her

"What are you going to do?"

He no longer pressed her and gave her the option: "do you want to go to France or do you want to stay here?"

Bai Xi didn't speak. She looked at the ceiling with big black and white eyes. For a long time, she didn't move. It seemed that she had fallen asleep. Mo Lin leaned on the side and waited quietly. After about ten minutes, she finally made up her mind: "I'll go to France first. I have to go to France to find something while my stomach is not very big When we arrive, we will consider where to settle down... "

It's time to go to Jillian and get her ring back.

Since Su Shaoqian is so concerned about the whereabouts of the ring, she should give it back to him. He mistakenly thought that she had left the ring in the garbage can. But even if she found him now and explained to him that the ring was actually in the hands of qianxizuo, she had given her to a busker for temporary custody, and he would not believe it unless she took the ring back and put it in it In front of him

"What are you looking for?"

Mo Lin raised his hand and quietly helped her tuck in the quilt corner: "I have a few friends in France. Tell me about it. If I can help you, I will try my best to help you."

He didn't say it was OK. Bai Xi just responded that there were so many people around her who could help her. How could she just be so stupid that she wanted to run all over France to find an artist in a street store?

"I'm looking for someone."

She turned her head to look at him, and her lost eyes finally brightened: "he's a bussiness, a guitarist..."

"Does he have any physical features? There are many artists on the streets in France. If they don't have appearance features, it will be very difficult to find them... "

Bai Xi bit his lips and remained silent for a long time before he began to say: "he Long Well, with Sue Be modest It's like... "

Mo Lin Ning eyebrows, subconsciously raised his hand to try her forehead, although still a little hot, but not to the point of confusion

"I mean it."

Bai Xi was in a hurry. She knew what he was thinking. When she saw jiluoan at the first sight, she was also shocked. But the man's really looked like Su Shaoqian, especially like that kind of image

"How could that happen? Like Shao Qian? "

Mo Lin still couldn't believe it If you want to be more specific, where is it like? eye? Eyebrows? Nose? Mouth? Or body? "

"If you are embarrassed I tell you, he's very similar to Su Shaoqian everywhere, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, but the only thing he doesn't like is his temper. Do you believe it or not? "

Mo Lin did not speak, two black thick eyebrows tightly frown, looking at her line of sight is full of complexity.

Is it possible that when she was in France, she missed modesty so much that she had fantasies?

"I know you don't believe me."

Bai Xi was excited and struggled to sit up: "I don't believe you can. In a word, when you find him, you will believe it. His surname is Ji and his name is jilaoan. As far as I know, his whereabouts are very uncertain. He may be found in any corner of France. It may be a bit troublesome to find him..."

"OK, I see. I'll try to find it for you..."

Mo Lin gently rubbed her hair: "you lie down and have a rest. I'll come to see you later..."

After getting his promise, Bai Xi put down his heart and lay down slowly: "thank you."

The man smiles and covers the quilt for her.

……

The setting sun is slanting to the west, and the orange color clouds reflect red for most of the sky. In the soft light, a silver ring is played between the fingers by the man, reflecting the golden light, emitting a dazzling light.

In the room, in the computer on the desk, the voice of women's hesitation was repeated over and over.

He Long Well, with Sue Be modest It's likeIt's very similar to Su Shaoqian

"If you want me to say that, her credibility is not high. Yes, there are many similar people in the world, but there are few good-looking men in the world. What is the probability that even eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth and body are similar to you? Finally, as far as I know, your white Creek seems to have been in a state of foot restriction in France, and she will not know any other man in the castle except Qian Xizou. None of the men in the castle has any resemblance to you. I think she must be lying

Ye Linglong is walking around the room with her slender waist and limbs, expressing her own opinion. Her soft wavy hair fluctuates slightly with her walking. In addition, she has a hot body with concave and convex under the flaming red tights. It is estimated that any man will have nosebleed after reading it. But the man sitting in the leather chair at the moment has not even looked at it She was just staring at the diamond ring between her fingers, silent.

Ye Linglong doesn't know Bai Xi, but he does know that Bai Xi does lie occasionally, but she is not good at lying. Her tone of lying is obviously different from that of serious time. He listened to this passage again and again, but he didn't find any trace of lying.

But ye Linglong's speculation is not wrong.

"Anyway, send someone to France to find out if there's a busker named jiloan." After pondering for a long time, he decided to give it a try.

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