Mommy, Where To Escape

Half an hour later, a red sports car stopped at the entrance of the Mohist villa. When the car arrived at the destination, the woman stood on the door with one hand, took off her sunglasses with one hand, spilled a scornful sneer at the corner of her mouth, pushed the door open and walked down on the high-heeled shoes with black diamonds!

Her slender waist is highlighted by a green dress with lace up. It looks like she can shake hands and fold. Her two slender, straight, white and smooth legs are ready to be touched by men. The dress is a "V" neckline with a low collar, a big wavy curly hair, and heavy makeup. No matter how beautiful the lady's dress is, it can't hide her gorgeous and bold.

Yes, there have been countless men who have commented on Ling Qian like this. She is a demon that fascinates men!

Pick up the handbag, lock the car, turn around long hair, almost swing to the person standing behind, the man stepped back, see the man, Ling shallow surprised to cover his lips, "is it you?"

"Miss, do you remember me?" Mo Haoran smiles.

Ling shallow some bashful said, "that day is really sorry, your button to hit off, or so, I'll buy another day to compensate you!"

Mo Haoran expanded the smile lines, "it's just a small matter, how can you worry about it!"

"Oh, by the way, why are you here?"

He looked at the back. "This is my house!"

"Your house?" Ling Qian is at a loss. It's incredible“ This... Is this your home? "

Mo Haoran nodded, "are you here to return the mobile phone?"

"Well!" Ling shallow expression dull appearance, let Mo Haoran heart have a kind of sweet feeling, for a long time Ling shallow just reaction, asked, "I picked up the mobile phone is your?"

He nodded a light "um", Ling shallow tongue tied, back to God, jiaochen said with a smile, "this is too coincident, ah!"

"Return your cell phone!" She took the mobile phone out of her bag and handed it to Mo Haoran.

Mo Haoran took a look at the mobile phone, reached for it and said, "thank you!"

"You're welcome. The mobile phone has been returned to its original owner. It's time for me to go home, too. Bye!" Turning around, Ling Qian is ready to get on the bus. As soon as she opens the door, she is asked to leave by Mo Haoran, "why don't you go in and sit down?"

"No!" Ling said with a smile.

"Miss, do you dislike the humble abode?"

"No..."

"Then go in and sit for a while, have a cup of tea and take it as my mo Haoran. Thank you for helping me find my mobile phone." This is the most indirect way to ask the other party's name, because he has already given his name first.

Ling shallow embarrassed smile way, "Sir call me Ling shallow good!"

"Ling Qian?" Mo Haoran silently read his name, suddenly said, "is Miss Ling's president, Ling Kun's sister? I've always heard that the Ling family's three thousand gold statues are superb. It really deserves its reputation

"Mr. Mo flatters me!" Ling shallow modest smile.

Mo Haoran said with a smile, "why didn't I see you at the banquet that day?"

"I'm here. Maybe you didn't see me, but I didn't see you that day either!"

"Ha ha, I met you today. It's fate. Let's talk in the room!" He made a gesture of invitation to her again.

Unexpectedly, Ling Qian, an "acquaintance", couldn't get rid of anything. With a slight nod, he walked in elegantly with high heels. He came in and glanced at the structure, decoration and equipment of the villa. He couldn't help praising, "your home is really beautiful!"

"Come and play as often as you like!" Mo Haoran ordered the maid on one side to get some fruit and snacks.

Ling Qian walked over and sat gracefully on the sofa in a standard lady's posture, with her feet close together and leaning to one side.

"What would you like to drink?" Go to the refrigerator in front of Mo Haoran asked.

"Juice!"

Juice! Sure enough, it was a little girl who didn't grow up. Mo Haoran gave her a silent smile, helped her pour a cup of frozen juice, and came over to give it to her.

"Thank you Ling shallow hand took over, who expected the cup is too slippery, she did not hold steady, juice all poured on her body.

"Ah --" with a scream, Ling Qian jumped up. His clothes were wet and sticky. This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that his clothes were soaked with juice, which was very impolite!

"Take a shower on it!" This is mo Haoran's first reaction.

Ling Qian looked at him awkwardly, "... No, I'd better go home and change it. Mr. Mo, I'll leave first. I'm sorry to lose my manners!"

After a lady's ceremony, Ling Qian walked around him and left. Unexpectedly, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. She turned back and he said, "are you afraid of me?"

"Mr. Mo misunderstood. I'm afraid of people's words."

In fact, she was afraid of his family misunderstanding, but he understood that she was afraid of her boyfriend misunderstanding, somehow, to see her so for her boyfriend's sake, he had a little bad feeling in his heart, but he still said with a smile, "this is my home, you can rest assured, no one will talk with their mouths."

"Er..." Ling Qian looks at his hand. Mo Hao releases her arm knowingly. Ling Qian laughs sheepishly, "OK, please!"

"Don't be so polite, Miss Ling!" When he saw her promise, there was a trace of joy in his heart.

"May I call you uncle Mo? Just call me shallow! " Ling Shao's smile curved her eyebrows.

Shallow son, a very nice title, this title won his heart, he gently called out, "OK, then shallow son, follow me upstairs, I'll take you to the bathroom!"

"Uncle Lao Mo!" Mo Haoran turns around. Ling Qian follows his back and goes upstairs. He leads her to the bedroom where he lives with Lin Lan. He takes a pair of Lin Lan's pajamas from the closet and hands them to her. He says, "after shallow son's bath, you put them on first. I'll ask someone to send you the clothes later."

"Thank you, uncle Mo!" A mouth a Mo uncle, shout Mo Hao Ran heart sweet Zizi, this wench's mouth how so sweet, he suddenly want to taste a mouthful.

"Uncle Mo?" See him staring at his trance, Ling shallow called him, Mo Haoran back to God, embarrassed smile, "don't disturb your bath, I went out!"

"Good!" Ling shallow smile to send him out, under the small lock, she just bah a, old color embryo!

He twisted his neck, took off his high-heeled shoes and threw them aside. He sat beside the bed holding his feet and complained, "it's killing me. Damn, who invented the high-heeled shoes!"

In order to make this "beauty trick" successful, she has been patiently learning lady manners all day!

"Ah..." he sighed and said, "brother, I'm going to be lame. You have to support me all my life! I did it all for you

After rubbing her legs, she took out the surveillance detector from her handbag and searched the location of the monitor. Soon the detector locked the location of the surveillance video. There was one on the roof, one on the wine rack, and one in the closet.

It's not over yet. Ling Qian looks at the surveillance detector and sees that there are monitors in the bathroom.

"Damn it She couldn't help saying, "what a pervert!" Want to peek at her, next life, old sehoo!

She turned around and turned back to the room. She took out the control computer from her bag and controlled it a few times. Then she blacked out the surveillance camera here!

This is the magic weapon for her to do business. She should be a thief, so she should be ready for everything!

As like as two peas in the wardrobe, she began to look for Hao Ran's clothes in the wardrobe. She looked for the suit he wore that day. She wanted to find out a comparison, and she was found out after a while. She took the clothes off the shelf, put them on the bed flat, and took out buttons from the bag. She used a knife to cut off the button and took it back to check the material. If it was the same, the murderer she was looking for should be him!

Put the tools, Ling shallow clothes to her back in place, turned to take pajamas toward the bathroom.

"Hua la la" the sound of water in the bathroom

Mo Haoran went downstairs to sit for a while and then went to the study!

"Madame!" Lin Lan came back from the outside. The maid called her respectfully. She was so sleepy that she answered perfunctorily and went to the room upstairs.

Just entering the door, she did not find anything unusual. When she came to the bedside, she saw a woman's skirt lying on the bed. She picked up the skirt and listened to it. There was a clatter of water coming from the bathroom!

The color of this skirt is so bright that it's definitely not hers. How could there be other women's skirts in his room? She threw her skirt up to the bathroom door and said, "Haoran... Haoran..."

Ling Qian, who is taking a bath, is stunned for a moment. The main room is back. Does she want to make a sound?

"Haoran..." Lin Lan kept knocking on the door. Ling Qian threw on her nightgown and put it on. She wrapped her wet hair in a towel and opened the door in front of her.

At the moment of opening the door, both of them were stunned. Lin Lan was incredibly surprised, while Ling Qian pretended to be curious. "Are you

"Who are you, how can you be in my home..." Lin Lan stares at her, glances at her, trembles and says, "how can you wear my nightgown?"

Lingqian sexy dial wet hair, in fact, she didn't mean to show so coquettish in front of her, this is her habitual action, but what she said is deliberately ambiguous, "this is of course Haoran for me to wear!"

"He dressed you?" This words not only let Lin Lan's body tremble, her lips also tremble, good you mo Haoran unexpectedly carried her fox spirit to bring home!

"Bitch!" Lin Lan raised her hand and slapped Ling Qian in the face. Originally, Ling Qian didn't need to be slapped. It was easy for her to hold her hand. However, she saw Mo Haoran push the door open, so she decided to accept her slap as "Xiao San"!

"Ah --" Ling Qian screamed miserably and turned his head.

"Shallow son!" Mo Haoran exclaimed, ran over and pushed away Lin Lan, holding Ling Qian's small face. At a glance, her white face had been printed with five red finger prints, and she was sobbing.

Mo Haoran was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was full of anger. He was ready to stare at Lin Lan and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Mo Haoran, you still have the face to ask me what's the matter with me. I also want to ask you what's the matter with me. Who is this fox spirit?" Lin Lan points at Ling Qian aggressively.