Mysterious president, get away from me!

"Who can't afford to gamble? You are the one who plays tricks on me. You have won the bet by improper means

There was a light in his eyes. "Do you admit that I won the bet?"

In a moment of anxiety, she said something wrong. Mo Ling wanted to bite off her tongue. She clenched her fist and took a deep breath. "What just happened doesn't count. Let's do it again. You have to climb up the tree and pick persimmons to win."

"That's not what you just said." He will persimmon into her hand, light way, "this boring game, I don't want to play the second time, tonight you have to fulfill the bet."

"I'm not going to fulfill my bet. It's you who cheat!"

Mo Ling angrily clenched the persimmon, fingernails deep into the flesh, yellow juice flow out, dirty her clothes, she did not care.

Looking at the persimmon on her palm that was pinched rotten, Mu Chen's cold eyebrow a Cu, this is he personally takes off of... He a button her wrist, coldly way, "willing to gamble to admit defeat, time is not early, should go back!"

"I don't want to. I want to relax!" Mo Ling holds the persimmon tree next to him with one hand, with a firm expression that he won't let go.

Mu Chen cold eyebrow center twisted to wring, "obedient, later I accompany you to come out again."

"No, it's still early. I have to walk around." He's very nice now. What if he doesn't let her out again? She wants to take this opportunity to pay more attention to the surrounding routes.

He gazed at her coldly for a long time and said slowly, "ten minutes. I have to go back in ten minutes."

"Well, ten minutes is ten minutes."

As she spoke, she deliberately pinched the persimmon, and her fingers were made sticky by the yellow pulp. Then, she stretched out her dirty fingers and looked at him provocatively, "don't you hold my hand?"

Mu Chen cold despised ground to glance at her that yellow finger one eye, avoid her two steps far, cold way, "don't need."

Mo Ling quietly raised a smile on her lips. Hum, it's the most effective way to deal with men who are addicted to cleanliness.

Walking on the path of the orchard, Maureen looked up at the surrounding environment from time to time. She noticed that there were two roads from the villa compound, one leading to the foot of the mountain, the other to the top of the mountain. The orchard they were in now should be the back mountain of the villa.

The place where she can see is a vast green hill. There are no people. So far, she doesn't know where she is in C City. She had tried to find out from the servants of the villa, but their mouths were sewn like thread, and they could not dig out anything useful.

"What are you looking at?" Mu Chen cold low voice rings out in her ear.

She narrowed her eyes and said, "I'm looking to see if I can find the place where I used to live."

"Mo family? It's invisible here. "

"No, it's the house I rented after I graduated from university. Later, when I got rich, I bought it. It's a small two bedroom house." The setting sun casts a faint light on her body, which makes her face warm. She smiles a little, but the smile looks lonely.

"For me, that's my home, the only place for me. No one has cleaned it for a long time. Now it must be full of dust. The flowers I raised on the balcony must have withered long ago... I don't know when I can go back and have a look. "

The Mu Chen cold deeply looks at her, in the Mou surging unspeakable emotion.

"Let's go. It should be ten minutes." She set aside him and took the lead to walk the way she came.

The Milky fish soup, steamed spareribs with flour, stewed lotus root with pig's feet, and the vegetable dishes with beautiful color match make even the bowls and dishes filled with them extremely exquisite, and they look like they are full of color, fragrance and flavor.

This is the second time for Mo Ling to have dinner with mu Chenhan alone. The first time is in a ramen restaurant in Japan. Thinking about her then, she foolishly regarded him as a life-saving benefactor and felt extremely stupid.

In the dining room, there was a servant waiting to serve them. Maureen felt very uncomfortable and didn't speak. He buried his head and drank soup.

Sometimes she was not careful, the spoon would touch the porcelain bowl and make a small sound. In the quiet dining room, the sound was very harsh. She was embarrassed, so she simply put down the bowl and picked up chopsticks to pick up vegetables.

The man sitting opposite her suddenly said, "are you a three-year-old child? You are picky about food."

Maureen turned his lips and ignored him. He continued to put the dishes he didn't like in the bowl into the plate.

Mu Chen cold facial expression is one heavy, for she ignores his behavior to express very displeasure, tone also follows sternly many, "will carrot eat."

Mo Ling suddenly looked up at him. He was wearing light casual clothes, and his back was very straight. The soft light sprinkled a halo on him, which made his beautiful face more and more perfect. Under the eyebrows of a sword, his deep eyes were as quiet as an ancient well. His perfect appearance is like a Western God, but in Maureen's eyes, he is no different from the night devil.

She said coldly, "I refuse. I don't like it!"

Mu Chen cold Mou Guang is more and more deep, thin lip is tiny pursed, "carrot is good to your body, still can promote baby eyesight development, eat a bit more, beneficial harmless, you are an adult, how still so wayward?"

"I'm just willful, OK? I've added a lot of nutrition. I won't die if I eat less carrots! "

Mu Chen cold get brow a twist, sharp eyes like a blade, brush to her thorn, "selfish woman, you can't consider for the child?"

Mo Ling was also angry. She put the chopsticks on the table and said harshly, "you are selfish. It's good to say that I use the child as a tool for my own selfish desire... And tonight, too. Since you are worried about being bad to the child, don't let me accompany you!"

After the roar, she remembered that there was still an outsider in the dining room. She looked up in panic. The servant who was guarding by did not know when he had left. Fortunately, it would be bad if these words were heard.

Dead silence.

Mu Chen cold lips cape is taut tightly, the double eye stares at her tightly, speechless.

There was a terrible look in her eyes, just like the beast was going to tear her apart. She felt guilty for no reason. She was worried that he would suddenly do something dangerous to retaliate against her, and the idea of escaping became more and more intense.

She clenched her fist and looked at him hard.

He sent out a terrible momentum, like a flood of rapid retreat, lift thin lips, break the silence, "I say the last time, eat carrots."

"Yes, but I have one condition. You can't touch me tonight. No, you can't touch me later!"

"Greedy women can only talk about one condition at a time. Tonight, or later, you choose. " He picked up the cup gracefully and took a sip.

"... my condition is that you can't touch me! No, today and beyond. "

He glanced at her faintly. "No, I can only choose tonight or later."

Mo Ling was so angry that she had to be humiliated about how to choose. She pushed the chopsticks angrily and stood up abruptly

Finish saying, she doesn't look at Mu Chen cold, Deng Deng Deng ground runs to upstairs, after running back to the room, turn over the door lock, full room look for murder weapon, she decided, if Mu Chen cold dares to force him tonight, she absolutely kill him.

However, the wish is beautiful, the reality is very cruel, not to mention the murder weapon in the room, there is not even a vase, the only lethal weapon is the bedside lamp, she has tried, with the lamp can not hit him, so ignored.

After thinking about it, Mo Ling decided to go to the studio to look for it. She quietly opened the door and looked at the corridor behind her left. She didn't see the annoying figure. She rushed to the studio upstairs.

After searching in the studio for a long time, she didn't find any lethal tools. Finally, she sharpened the pencil with a pencil sharpener. Before, she once read a news that someone had put a sharp pencil into someone's back, and it was three or four centimeters. Therefore, don't underestimate a pencil. Sometimes, it will turn into a sharp weapon.

Mo Ling came downstairs quietly with two pencils in her hand.

"... well, I've already had dinner... It's not hard to shoot today... Is the filming time extended for more than half a month? It's not long. Don't be a child. When you come back, I'll pick you up at the airport... "In the corridor, suddenly came mu Chenhan's footsteps and his voice of talking to people on the phone.

Mo Ling also wants to get it with her toes. He is talking to Qi Ruxue on the phone now. Listening to his gentle voice, she can imagine the warm smile on his face.

She tightly clenched the pencil and was very angry. That bastard man, he not only hurt her, but also betrayed Qi Ruxue's feelings. Since he likes Qi Ruxue so much, why should he have children with other women for property? Didn't he know that this would ruin the lives of two women!

"... I'm too busy to visit you in Europe recently... Don't be angry. I'll make it up to you when you come back..."

In the corridor, the sweet conversation continued. At the corner of the stairs, Maureen was already gnashing her teeth.

Click——

No, she broke a pencil in anger!

The voice that there calls suddenly disappears, Mo Ling is nervous even atmosphere dare not come out, Mu Chen Han should not discover her?

Dada's footsteps, suddenly more and more clear, should be toward the stairs, Mo Ling quickly hide the pencil into the clothes, is lowering his head to tidy the hem of clothes, a tall and straight body appeared in front of her, low magnetic voice floated, "what are you doing here?"

Mo Ling stroked his clothes, calmly raised his head, "after dinner, it's too much, so I'm ready to sit on the roof."

He didn't speak. He just looked at her and stepped up the stairs. He found that she didn't follow. He said impatiently, "I'm going to the rooftop, but I still don't follow!"

I don't want to go with you even if I go to the rooftop. Can you stop being so annoying! Mo Ling make complaints about his back and his bare teeth in his psychological Tucao. I never expected him to turn around.

Time suddenly came to a standstill.

The expression on Mo Ling's face froze, two hands holding his own cheek, and he didn't have time to take it back.

Mu Chen Han stares at her that pair of bared teeth grin of funny appearance, the facial expression faintly has the trend of blackening, this woman, is expressing dissatisfaction to him in the back?

"Ha, ha ha..." Mo Ling rubbed her cheek and grinned, "I've been eating too much recently. It seems that I've gained a lot of weight. My face is mellow... Ha ha, the first thing to do after giving birth is to lose weight..."

He lifted his thin lips and said coldly, "I think what you need to lose weight most is your brain full of bean curd dregs. Hurry to lose all the bean curd dregs in it. Don't make a fool of yourself again."