Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Shopping malls usually open at nine. It's only six now.

"Oh."

She raised her hand and touched her forehead. It was estimated that she had caught a cold and had a bad headache, but the temperature was the same as usual. She didn't have a fever. Maybe she just didn't sleep well.

When the man saw her touch her forehead, he reached over and pasted it. He felt that the temperature was not abnormal, so he relaxed his tight face. He started the car and drove out of the parking space: "after taking a bath and sleeping, come back."

"I'm fine."

Shisheng has no news. She can't sleep at all.

Mo Beicheng held the steering wheel in one hand, clamped her chin in the other hand, bent over and covered her lips.

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

She pushed Mo Beicheng away. Her delicate face was so tight that she said seriously, "are you crazy?"

Fortunately, there are few cars at this point, so it won't be a big problem if you turn your eyes around for a few seconds.

Mo Beicheng said in a dumb voice, "you sleep. Here I'll watch for you. I'm here. Even if there's no clue, those people won't withdraw easily. It's hard to say you're here."

Nanqiao was about to open his mouth, and the man said, "this is Linjiang. The Shen family's hand can't be fully extended. Your title as the eldest lady of the Shen family can't deter people from thinking you have money."

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

Mo Beicheng finally chose a nearby hotel. Nanqiao would not be obedient and sleep in bed. Instead of tossing about in such a trivial matter, it's better to let her get closer.

Two people out of the emergency, did not bring ID card, Mo Beicheng is OK, at least have a driver's license, Nanqiao is completely three no personnel, and see them dressed like this, the waiter dare not open a room for them.

In the end, Mo Beicheng called to be dealt with.

Nanqiao went to take a bath first. She didn't feel cold at all. After blowing the air conditioner on the car for a while, she warmed up and got out of the car to get into the hotel.

It wasn't cold before, it was numb.

When she came out from the bath, assistant Zhang had already sent her clothes. Inside and outside, except for the style of pajamas, all the others were her clothes.

It's the clothes she put in Mo Beicheng's office.

I took a shower and changed clothes.

Nanqiao doesn't want to sleep in the hotel. Mo Beicheng has no choice but to force her to drink a bowl of porridge.

Ji Yunan was also there. He changed his clothes and was leaning against the railing to smoke. He didn't sleep all night. His resolute face was a bit haggard and pale, which made his eyelids more blue!

Seeing Mo Beicheng, he raised his lower eyelids to say hello.

It's morning exercise time. There is a park by the river. Now there are many people around the river.

When Muzi saw Nanqiao coming with Mo Beicheng, he frowned and said, "don't you want to have a sleep and come back? You look so ugly. Are you sick? "

"No, you go to work. I'll just watch it here."

"I asked for leave."

After a day's salvage, Shisheng still has no news.

She's missing. No one's alive, no one's dead. There's no obvious clue around.

As the sky darkened, the leading policeman had to ask Mo Beicheng to withdraw again: "San Shao, you can see that even if the search and rescue continues, it is not meaningful. The best rescue time has passed in more than 12 hours, and now it is nearly 15 hours." He looked at Mo Beicheng's expressionless face and sorted out the wording, "we will attribute Miss Shi to the missing person and conduct further follow-up investigation later."

Mo Beicheng slightly twisted his eyebrows and turned to look at Ji Yunan. He had to ask him what he meant.

Anyway, legally, he is Shisheng's husband.

Young and handsome men, seemingly calm eyes, but as if hidden countless surging undercurrent, it is particularly deep, can not see in the end.

Mo Beicheng asked, "how do you decide?"

Ji Yunan stood on one side and obviously heard it, but he didn't speak and didn't seem to have any plans to speak.

Men's well-defined fingers holding a metal lighter, a little bit of tightening, joints obviously white.

Silent for a few seconds, just light voice, "how can I decide? Isn't it all her decision? From the beginning to the end, when have I ever been able to decide? "

With that, he turned straight away.

When unlocking, Ji Yunan kicked the wheel hard, then opened the door and sat in.

The policeman is still waiting for Mo Beicheng to reply. He doesn't open his mouth, and they dare not withdraw, even though they all know that the hope is slim.

"All right, let's go first."

"It can't be withdrawn."