Mommy, Where To Escape

"Hey, please use your brain and don't be so retarded, OK?" Idiot!

She and her son are just weak people with weak hands. Do you want to be swollen? He is a muscular man with strong physique?!

Rolled his eyes, matchless broken read, "I knew you so do not know good people, really should not save you!"

Frowning, Tong Bohai tried to recall yesterday's situation, a brain, head pain, but vaguely remember that he seemed to faint, but why would he faint

"Mommy, breakfast!" The light voice of xiaonaibao came, and they turned to look at him at the same time. He was wearing a small apron, and his delicate face was stained with white flour. He looked very cute.

"Why, are you awake?" He pointed to Tong Bohai with a scrambled egg spatula, "get up and have breakfast. I've got a toothbrush ready for you!"

"Son, are you ok?" Matchless wind in a mess, this is a what situation, son swelling suddenly to him so good, he is not very hate him!

"I'm fine!" Q-boy shakes his head.

Wushuang walked over, slightly bent, and said in a low voice, "son, don't you like him? Why are you so kind to him all of a sudden and give him a toothbrush?"

Cut, violent man, brush the toilet!

"Mommy, don't you always say to me that visitors are guests and you should be friendly to them?" Q son is very clever, so he is very smart. He turns around and says, "Mommy, go wash your face and brush your teeth, and come out to eat!"

Boy, will it change too fast

Turning around, peered at the cold zombie face without a trace of temperature, cold breath, friendly, also score people!

Back to the room after washing, out of unparalleled, twisted his neck to sit on the table, smell the smell of the thick smell of steak, she can't help but move the knife and fork.

"Mommy, the guests haven't come out yet. Can you eat first! Put it down, put it down Q son hard from her hands grabbed the knife and fork, the rules of the table.

"Son, are you sure you're ok?" Peerless stunned, thought: son should not also have a fever, but also burned the brain, she reached out and touched his forehead, no fever ah!

"Oh, Mommy, your son is very well." Q Tsai took her hand, "Mommy, you are a foreign student at least, even if you have no temperament, but at least you know some table manners."

"What table manners? I know how to eat your mother! " Once again, he picked up the knife and fork and cut the tender beef. Without cutting it, he swung the knife and fork and picked up the chopsticks to clamp the whole steak. He also said with relish, "it's still our Xia chopsticks that work well!"

The little milk bag sweated and vomited blood, "Mommy, you win, I lose to you." He swore that he would never impose the word "Lady" on mommy again in his life, because his wife was really unsatisfactory!

When Tong Bohai came out of the room, unparalleled had finished eating, and she licked chopsticks, because the steak was so delicious, not unparalleled boast, his son's food was absolutely comparable to the five-star hotel chef, and even better!

"Uncle, have breakfast!" Q-boy warmly greets him.

He gave him a cold glance and looked at the woman who didn't take him seriously when drinking milk. His deep eyes were filled with anger that was hard to guess. His fists were clenched and he said in a cold voice, "who knows if you will poison in breakfast?" Turning around, he left smartly.

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Xiaonaibao shakes her head. The poor man is really hateful

Is she back?

As soon as Tong Bohai got home, Mo feijue drove to him. He got out of the car and came behind him and asked, "Bohai, where did you go last night? I've been looking for you all night!"

He opened the door, did not look back, light asked, "what's the matter?"

"... nothing!" Silent for a second, Mo Fei Jue shook his head, but his face was a little nervous.

Tong Bohai walked into the room with long legs and habitually took down a bottle of whisky from the shelf. Mo feijue came in and sat down on the sofa. He looked at him and frowned. "Yesterday, the old man called you home. What's the matter?"

"I don't know!" He came over with the wine, opened the top of the bottle, poured two glasses, sat down, and took another sip of the wine. His dark look was full of melancholy light. Murphy could fully feel his heartache at the moment.

Because they are the same kind of people!

Seemingly unintentional but intentional, said to be merciless but affectionate!

It's just that they hide themselves too deep! Too deep! Will hurt... Hurt yourself!

"Bohai, stop drinking!" Watching him drunk cup by cup, Mo feijue wrung his cool eyebrows and competed with him for the cup.

Two people are equal, no one is willing to make concessions, finally the cup is tongbohai vigorously crushed, glass slag cut his palm, blood like a column of water flowing down, dripping on the floor, splashing a small blood.

"Bohai, why are you suffering?" No matter how painful his heart is, he should not hurt himself by self mutilation.

Mo feijue got up and rummaged through the living room to find the medicine box. He made a mess of the clean living room. It took him a lot of effort to find it. When he came back, he opened the medicine box and took out forceps, cotton, disinfectant and bandages from it.

He twists the glass scraps that pierce his skin with pliers, then disinfects him with alcohol.

Alcohol bites the wound, you can imagine how painful, but Tong Bohai is numb, as if it is someone else's hand.

Just as Murphy was dressing his wound, he suddenly said, "she's back!"

Mo Fei Jue was stunned for a moment. He looked at him, who came back?

"Feijue, help me find someone." Numb handsome face began to have a trace of emotional fluctuations.

"Who?"

"Best wishes

Yesterday, before his coma, he seemed to see Zhu Wushuang's name carved on the tombstone. Is it a coincidence? He doesn't care, as long as the name is Zhu Wushuang, he needs to know her detailed background.

……

"Mommy, come and try this dress!"

As soon as Wushuang took off her clothes, q-boy pushed open the door and burst in. She covered herself and cried, "get out, I'm changing my clothes."

"Oh, Mommy, I've eaten all the soft food. Look what's wrong. Come out and try the clothes I gave you!" Xiaonaibao didn't mind at all, and she pulled her hand out.

"Little thing!" Wushuang wrinkled nose, this little guy, don't know who to plant?

"Mommy, do you like it?" Xiaonaibao is a suit of professional clothes. The clothes are made of white silk. The design is simple and generous. It is equipped with a small silk scarf. The skirt is wrapped in black. It's a standard black-and-white match. It's classic and fashionable.

Matchless only thinks that this suit looks familiar. It seems that I have seen it in a magazine, but I can't remember it for a moment.

"Mommy, try it on!" Q son urges a way in the side.

Glanced at him, peerless to blow him out of the door! Good boy, Mommy wants to eat tofu!

……

The next day, Wushuang came to Tongyu Huanqiu for an interview in the clothes her son gave her, and took the elevator to the 28th floor.

On this floor, the terrain is broad, the decoration is luxurious, and the air quality is as fresh as a big forest.

Just out of the elevator, someone came forward to greet her warmly, "Hello, is that Miss Zhu Wushuang? I'm Kara in charge of guiding you. "

"Hello, I'm Zhu Wushuang. Please take care of me." It's very polite to shake hands with her.

"You're welcome, Miss Zhu. Please follow me." Kara smiles, turns and follows.

Always feel behind there are countless pairs of eyes staring at themselves, a corner when she suddenly turned back, looking at her people immediately lowered their heads.

Matchless touched his back with his hand.

"Miss Zhu, what's the matter?" Kara asked, seeing that she was not leaving.

"Kara, can you help me see if there's anything behind me?" Matchless turned around and asked her to help her.

Kara shook her head. "No!"

No, That's really strange, there's nothing, why do they look at her with that kind of surprised, shocked eyes?! Are they used to looking at new employees like this.

Thinking like this, Wushuang didn't take it seriously and followed Kara to the chairman's office!

See her into the office like gossip a few women together.

"Oh, my God, I'm not wrong. The dress she was wearing turned out to be the top one of Moda. Pelle's this season Women, crazy, hysterical.

"The price must be high!" A rookie asked.

"Nonsense!" All the people spat on her.

"This dress is a limited edition in the world, and you can't buy it if you have money. The designer of this dress, Harry Potter, named this design" Commemoration ", to commemorate his wife who died last month. It's said that Harry Potter's wife loved wearing this kind of professional dress most in her lifetime. There are two sets of this dress. One is worn on Harry Potter's wife, buried with her, and the other is treasured, The models in the magazines are just models. "

"Oh..." the rookie understood and said, "if you want to like it, you can also buy a set of imitations like her!" Why envy people.

"Bah -" the woman spat on her face again.

"If you have a little eyesight, what people wear is a genuine" souvenir. "

"Isn't it treasured? How can you buy it?" The rookie is confused. The more he listens, the more confused he is.

"How do I know how she bought it, but I'm sure what she's wearing is genuine. Xiaoli, please don't look at me with that kind of skeptical eye. I'm the embodiment of fashion. I've been rolling around in the fashion circle for so many years. If I take the fashion certificate, I'll be the first. Xiaoli, I'll tell you, if you don't believe in your man, you can't believe in my mouth." The woman swore and said, "notice that the silk scarf has the unique mark of master Harry Potter on it. Just like RMB, it can't make a fake to confuse the real with the fake!"

Here comes the chairman's office——

"Knock! Knock! Knock Three glottic rings, inside spreads a deep old voice, "come in."

"Miss Zhu, please!" Kara, with a gesture of please, nods and goes in.