Sweet wife is too sweet: Mr.Huo, you are so fierce

Without that submissive gentleness, her slim body is in sharp contrast to the powerful modified black motorcycle, like a dazzling lightning. Since she is among dozens of motorcycles, she is no inferior!

He is like a lazy lion. When he sees something he is interested in, he can't help sitting up straight. His eyes are sharp, locking the figure that is not particularly beautiful, but makes people unable to move their eyes. There is a trace of imperceptible appreciation at the bottom of his eyes.

He saw a different look in her.

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"Sister Xiaoman, there is a car chasing us." Yu Zhao turned back frequently and dragged his sister's blessing. Although he was young, he learned a little when her sister studied various models. When he saw the car behind him, the price was not high. I don't know why he has been chasing them since just now.

Mo Xiaoman took a look from the mirror. The car was still more than 100 meters away. Against the light, she didn't see what model it was, only a black car.

Mo Xiaoman sipped his lips and asked ah Zhao, "do you want to play something exciting?"

"Yes!"

"Only once."

"Uh huh!"

Yu Zhao hugged her excitedly. At the next moment, the speed was suddenly raised and the car behind him was thrown far away.

In Maybach's car, Tang Ye blackened his face when he saw Mo Xiaoman accelerating. That guy must not be mo Xiaoman, right? Why is she riding that kind of car? Shouldn't someone like her ride a bike?

Or just drive a car gently and ride that cool modified motorcycle. What's going on? God?

Huo Cang in the rear was still calm, staring at the front, his mouth slightly raised.

Tang Ye inadvertently saw the smile on the corner of his mouth from the rearview mirror. He was so surprised that he almost hit the guardrail beside the road!

Today, the boss was gloomy all day. When he was in the cemetery, he stared at the tombstone with the picture of the girl. At that moment, Tang yezhen wondered if he would dig the tomb!

Fortunately, he didn't do anything at last. On his way back, he just said:

He said, "no one knows who died."

That tone was indifferent to almost ruthless. If Tang Ye didn't know the importance of the person he had been looking for to him, he would think he was looking for an enemy.

In Tang Ye's opinion, what the old woman said is mostly true. The one who died that night may be the man in the heart of the big boss. However, he understands the idea of the big boss. After looking for people for so many years, if they find only a pile of dead bones, no one wants to see or even can't bear it.

Even if there is a glimmer of hope, he will find out clearly. He would rather believe that the living is the real one than admit that the one sleeping underground will be the one he is looking for.

Now there is only one person left. If Huo Cang doesn't investigate the truth and regards Mo Xiaoman as the person he is looking for, he may not have to do so.

But obviously Huo Cang is not such a muddle headed person. Even if Mo Xiaoman's past is chaotic now, he will continue to check until he finds the real answer.

Tang Ye was a little distracted, and the speed slowed down until Huo Cang's voice woke him up: "I said, catch up."

Tang Ye suddenly regained his mind. Mo Xiaoman in front ran fast and disappeared.

He stepped on the gas and the car sped out!

On the driveway where there is no one at night, motorcycle and Maybach chase after me, like two lightning, speeding by in the night!

Yu Zhao shouted, "that car is catching up! Sister Xiaoman, come on! "

Mo Xiaoman smiled, but he was helpless. With so many motorcycles, the other party didn't look for others. It happened that he had to fight with himself to win or lose.

Originally, she just wanted to amuse Yu Zhao. At this time, her competitive heart was also stimulated. She glanced at the car from the reflector and inexplicably thought that the car model looked familiar, but the lights were reflected, which made it difficult for her to see clearly for the moment.

In his ear, Yu Zhao urged nervously, "hurry up, hurry up! Don't let him catch up! "

Like Yu Ying'er, Yu Zhao is competitive in everything. When encountering provocations from others, he must strive for a winner. Yu Ying'er's troubles mostly begin with his competitive heart.

When she was about to speed up, the car behind suddenly honked twice, and the speed suddenly increased. When she saw that it was a familiar Maybach, she was surprised. At the same time, Maybach had come to the side and drove away.

The motorcycle made a sudden brake, drew a semi arc mark on the driveway and stopped at the roadside in front of Maybach.

Mo Xiaoman pedals on the edge of the flower bed on the side of the road. He sees that Maybach also stops and the lights go out.

The street lamp just fell on the windshield. Tang Ye was looking at her with a smile. His face showed appreciation and pity. It seemed that he was blaming her for not running fast and being caught up by him.

And there was a man behind him.

You don't have to guess who it is!

When the door opened, Tang Ye got out of the car and came to Mo Xiaoman. His eyes behind his glasses smiled: "madam, I didn't expect you to have this ability. By the way, Mr. Huo asked me to invite you to the car. "

Huo Cang's words were orders that if she was allowed to get on the bus, she had to get on the bus. Otherwise, she had no doubt that he would come down personally and drag her in, or be gentle and hold her in.

Either way, she couldn't go in by herself.

When she got off the motorcycle, Yu Zhao jumped down with her, put his helmet under his arm, put his other hand around Mo Xiaoman's waist, stuck it to her, and whispered, "sister Xiaoman, who are they?"

Mo Xiaoman rubbed his head and said, "my husband. Well, it's not Yu Hao, it's another person. "

Yu Zhao suddenly realized, "Oh! I Know! My sister said you dumped Yu Jiannan and married a prince charming! "

"Cough..." Mo Xiaoman scolded Yu Yinger in his heart. She taught her children all day. She said to Tang Ye, who smiled with white teeth after hearing Prince Charming: "assistant Tang, please take this car back for me."

Tang Ye said no problem. To his mouth, Huo Cang got out of the car and went straight to Mo Xiaoman.

His eyes swept over Zhao, hugging Mo Xiaoman's small hand around his waist, and slowly moved to Yu Zhao's face. Yu Zhao shrunk his neck, silently retracted his hand, and stood straight.

Huo Cang just looked at Mo Xiaoman. His slender hand was on the handlebar of the motorcycle. It seemed to have the residual temperature of her palm on it. He asked mindlessly, "when did you learn it?"

His attitude was casual, as if the unhappiness between the two had never happened. The indifference that seemed to penetrate from the bones was still there, but there was less alienation.

Mo Xiaoman now really doubts whether he has a dual personality. How can he be the same day by day?