Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

She couldn't help laughing, but Pei Yifeng didn't even respond.

His eyebrows wrinkled slowly, Mo Wan said reluctantly: "a male deer, it walked faster and faster, and finally it became a highway (deer)!!!"

"Ha ha, it's funny, it's really funny!" she couldn't help smiling back, and even tears rolled in her eyes.

Looking at her reaction, Pei Yifeng just smiled and asked, "is it funny?"

This sentence really stimulated Mo Wan. She bit her lip hard and looked around, pretending to be mysterious: "the big gray wolf said to the lamb," I'm going to eat you!!! Guess what's the matter? "

Her mystery really made Pei Yifeng's curiosity mention some: "how's it going?"

Still looking mysterious, she slowly said word by word: "the result is that the big gray wolf really ate the Lamb - ha ha ha -"

Finally, Pei Yifeng smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Ha ha ha." she couldn't stop laughing. She held her stomach and kept laughing until a long time later. She wiped her tears and looked at Pei Yifeng: "photographer Pei, your heart is so cruel that you forced me to take out my unique skills!"

The cell phone rang at this time.

Looking at Mo Wan with a light smile, Pei Yifeng answered the phone: "HMM."

"Is the photography over? What are you doing now?" a sweet and intellectual voice came.

"It's not over yet. I'm sending a friend home. Have you had dinner on time?" there was a touch of tenderness in his faint voice.

"Of course! I miss you very much. You should also remember to miss me. If you are still driving, I won't disturb you. Remember to call me back later, honey. Bye!"

"Well, goodbye, dear. Remember to drink more water."

Listen quietly. After he hung up, Mo Wan blinked and asked, "your mother?"

Pei Yifeng smiled and said, "my girlfriend."

Mo Wan was stunned. His heart seemed to be pierced by the tip of a needle. A burst of dense pain was spreading: "do you have a girlfriend?"

"Surprised?" Pei Yifeng still looked at her with a light smile, and his eyes were still gentle.

Mo Wan ha ha reluctantly smiled and said, "Er. How can it be! You are so excellent that you don't have a girlfriend. That's a real surprise!"

Then she pointed out the window and said, "there's a bus stop sign. Just stop by the side of the road, or you'll delay the shooting."

The car stopped slowly. She quickly unfastened her seat belt and jumped down. She looked at Pei Yifeng with a bright smile and said, "goodbye, photographer Pei! Be careful on the way. I wish you a smooth shooting. I'm sorry to bother you today!"

"Well, be careful on the way." Pei Yijing told Mo Wanrou with a smile, looked at her deeply, and then left.

Sitting on the bus, Mo Wan quietly looked out of the window. She smiled a little reluctantly. Her heart was sour and her fingertips were cold. She gasped deeply and hugged herself with her arms. She said to herself again and again in her heart, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter.

Now she has no right to pursue her own happiness. Happiness is a luxury for her. She can't afford it!

And he is so excellent, where can she deserve it?

During this period of time, she just thought more about it herself.

Pei Zhai.

When Mo Wan walked into the living room, the dinner had been arranged. There were both Chinese and Western styles. It was very rich. Pei Zhenjiang sat in the main seat. There was no one else.

Repressing those tumbling emotions in her heart, she bit her teeth, then said with surprise and ease: "why didn't you see Shuanger?"

"He was taken by the housekeeper to practice calligraphy." Pei Zhenjiang pointed to the seat beside him: "sit down."

"OK." sitting down, she looked at Pei Zhenjiang: "there seems to be something wrong with your face. Is your body uncomfortable?"

After a closer look, she found that he had not seen him for only a few days, but he was much thinner than when he first saw it, and his face was also pale without the slightest blood color.

He coughed a few times. He shook his head to show that he didn't matter. Then he looked at the housekeeper who had been guarding his side: "why hasn't the second young master come back?"

"Sir, the second young master's assistant said he was on his way back. Don't worry."

While they were talking, a burst of footsteps came, and Pei Yihuan's figure stepped into the living room.

He was wearing a blue striped shirt on his upper body, a suit and black trousers on his lower body, and a black windbreaker. His whole body exuded a noble atmosphere.

Just looking at him, Mo Wan quickly lowered her head. She could always feel a strong sense of oppression from him, which made her almost unable to breathe.

"What's up?" he asked rudely as he sat down in his chair, his handsome face cold.

"It's OK to let you come back for dinner?" Pei Zhenjiang was annoyed.

Hearing the speech, Pei Yihuan's thin lips aroused a cold arc and felt ridiculous: "do you think it's necessary between you and me? Tell me something quickly, or I'll go back to the company."

"You -" Pei Zhenjiang coughed heavily and patted his chest.

Still a face of condensation, his slender fingers picked up the red wine glass on the table, gently shook it a few times, and then drank it all in one mouthful.

Pei Zhenjiang was about to attack, but after seeing his move, the faint light in his eyes began to flicker.

Mo, who had been silent, took a glass of water and handed it to Pei Zhenjiang: "if you drink some warm water, your cough will be better."

Pei Yihuan looked coldly at Mo Wan's look. He sneered: "it's really flattering!"

"You -" Mo Yanqi bit his lower lip and clenched his fist. This man is really the most annoying person in the world!

"Miss mo." Pei Zhenjiang called out and said, "Shuanger made a glass of juice for you before she learned to write. It has been put in your room."

Mo Wan knew in his heart that he intended to mediate between her and the man. He answered and turned away from the living room.

Looking coldly at Mo Wan's figure leaving, Pei Yihuan's eyes were cold and cynical. She was really a woman who made people lose their appetite!

Suddenly, a strong vertigo hit him. His hands were on both sides of his forehead, rubbing gently, trying to stay awake.

But it didn't help at all. It was dark again. His tall body was soft and he fainted on the table!

He put down his water cup and Pei Zhenjiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, a servant came down from upstairs: "Sir, Miss Mo has fainted in the room."

Nodding, Pei Zhenjiang ordered the housekeeper behind him: "carry the second young master up!"

Let the housekeeper and the servant help to lift Pei Yihuan up, while Pei Zhenjiang follows behind.

Put them on the same big bed in Mo Wan's room. Then he turned and left and asked the housekeeper to lock it from outside the room.

"If anyone dares to divulge anything about this evening, I Pei Zhenjiang will definitely make him regret it!" he snapped at the people.

The servant's body trembled and quickly answered.

After another look at the locked door, he coughed and left.