Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

Over the past five years, Duan Xiaonan and zinia have a stable relationship. In addition to work, they are looking for Josie language without any abnormality.

However, the calmer Duan Xiaonan is, the more Li mochuan suspects him. But all along, Duan Xiaonan hides too well and reacts very sensitively. He can't find any evidence to prove that Qiao Siyu's disappearance is related to Duan Xiaonan, and there is no way to directly find his important person.

Until he saw Qiao Siyu hiding from Duan Xiaonan in the street the day before yesterday, he was more sure that the five years when Qiao Siyu disappeared were absolutely related to Duan Xiaonan.

Deep as ink, his eyes were cold. He returned a message to Wang Guojun, "focus all his human energy on investigating Duan Xiaonan's whereabouts in the past five years. In addition, keep a close watch on Duan Xiaonan. Even if he is smart, he will always leave clues. Be careful, don't beat the grass and startle the snake."

There are still many mysteries on Qiao Siyu. In case of a direct confrontation with Duan Xiaonan, Li mochuan is afraid to hurt Qiao Siyu.

As soon as the message was sent successfully, Qiao Siyu came out of the bathroom. Li mochuan quickly restored the SMS page to the microblog page.

"What are you looking at? You're so absorbed."

"I brushed my microblog when I was a little bored."

Qiao Siyu snorted, "I didn't expect you to play microblog!"

Li mochuan lifted the thin quilt. Qiao Siyu stood on the ground and tangled for a while. Finally, he got in. The one meter five bed said it was big and small. Qiao Siyu had to meet Li mochuan as soon as he got into bed.

Forget it, it's not that I haven't slept. I'm still a little generous, but I still feel a little embarrassed. Qiao Siyu put his head together to look at Li mochuan's microblog in order to hide his embarrassment. "Are you posting microblog? What are you posting?"

"No, I'm looking at the previous microblog." Li mochuan opened a microblog that had interacted with Qiao Siyu before and handed it to Qiao Siyu.

"Let me see..." Qiao Siyu took Li mochuan's mobile phone and saw that it was a microblog showing love.

Li mochuan is a forwarded microblog, which is sent by a nickname called "HAOSI silent language".

There are two half figures in total. They are tattoos on two lower abdomen. The slender waist looks like a woman's waist. The tattoo is a gray wolf, while the tattoo on the waist with abdominal muscles is a red wolf.

Qiao Siyu has seen the Red Wolf Tattoo on Li mochuan's belly, so the person on the second picture must be Li mochuan.

Who's the woman on the first one?

"Good silent language... Ah..." Qiao Si language snorted coldly, "this nickname is really ugly, but Mr. Li, it's really good for you to watch your microblog showing love with other women in front of me?"

Despite the psychological preparation, Li mochuan's heart still hurts. She really doesn't remember all the sweet past between her and him?

"Sisi, don't you remember? This is you, Qiao Siyu... Li mochuan..."

"Are you kidding?" Josie couldn't help rolling his eyes. "I'm not as non mainstream as you. I still have couple tattoos on my lower abdomen."

Seeing Li mochuan looking at himself with burning eyes, Qiao Siyu didn't know where his anger came from. He opened his T-shirt, let alone gray wolf on his bright and white belly, and there was no scar at all.

Li mochuan's black eyes became colder and colder. Qiao Siyu thought Li mochuan was in a bad mood after being exposed. He threw his cell phone to him, turned around and lay in bed, "I'm very tired. I'll go to bed first, and you can go to bed early!"