Unlike now still conscious, Mo Beichen came to bed with Qin Yuxiao like a kitten and went to find clothes in front of the wardrobe. Before going, she didn't forget to cover Qin Yuxiao's quilt tightly, because she still kept warm after taking a bath to avoid cold.

Mo Beichen, who took his clothes, turned and came to put them on Qin Yuxiao. He felt that Qin Yuxiao like this was the one who listened to him most. No matter what she did, Qin Yuxiao wouldn't resist, and would obediently cooperate with him, just like a child, but he couldn't help wrinkling his eyebrows below Qin Yuxiao's waist. It seems that it has to be dealt with immediately.

When Mo Beichen came out of the door, he also looked at Qin Yuxiao in bed. Looking at her very comfortable lying down, he went out at ease. After a while, Mo Beichen came back with a hose in his hand.

"Mo Beichen turned around and I want to wear clothes." Qin Yuxiao looked at the neat Mo Beichen in front of her and thought that she was really embarrassed. She must find face here. Qin Yuxiao looked at Mo Beichen and went out. She was relieved to show her body.

She looked at the messy clothes on the ground. They were still worn on her yesterday. How impatient was mo Beichen to turn a good and complete dress into this? Looking at a small piece on the ground, isn't this her own underwear? It's all in tatters.

Qin Yuxiao didn't dare to think about how fierce the war record was. She just felt that she was embarrassed and speechless. It was a shame. Fortunately, only she and Mo Beichen knew about it.

"Qin Yuxiao, are you ready? We have to go." Mo Beichen's cold voice came in and came to Qin Yuxiao's ear.

"That..."

"What's the matter." Mo Beichen looked at Qin Yuxiao who was a little pinched in front of him. She said she wanted to change her clothes, but she was still wearing that bathrobe?

"The clothes inside can't be worn at all. Can you help me find a suit of clothes?" Qin Yuxiao pulled the door panel more and more when he said this. It's all the blame of Mo Beichen.

"Yes."

"Then thank you." Qin Yuxiao hurried back to the room and closed the door.

Mo Beichen looked at the door with such a loud voice and felt very funny. His little woman seemed to never grow up. She was still so cute, so attractive and so plump.

……

Rong Jingge also went to the lecture today. When he arrived at the venue, looking at Mo Beiqing who was talking on the stage, he knew he was still not late. Rong Jingge has come here in succession these days.

He found that he would linger here for almost several days. He came here with appreciation, but he firmly believed that his psychology was completely selfless.

However, often listening to Mo Beiqing who is talking on the stage, listening to her gentle voice and slowly passing it into her ears, I feel that the whole person's soul has been sublimated. Listening to her speech is a kind of enjoyment, but it is only so.

He seems to feel that there will be a habit in listening to Mo Beichen's speech these days. You will feel a little less when you don't hear it, but for this kind of thing, he won't let himself do too much. Therefore, whenever the meeting is interrupted, Mo Beichen will leave. Today, it's no accident to take off his sunglasses and go.

"Our eldest brother, please." as soon as Rong Jingge got up, he was pressed on his shoulders by two young men, who were attached to his ears.

Such a touch made Rong Jingge feel very upset. "Please get out of the way, I'm going." Rong Jingge said to them in a temper.

"Our eldest brother, please!" the two young men repeated this sentence, but the strength of their hands pressed down even more.

Rong Jingge doesn't care who wants to find him. He never makes any friends. These people have no good intentions at first sight and don't even want to talk to them.

"Let go. If you don't let go again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Oh, you're welcome." the two men who used to press Rong Jingge didn't speak. Instead, they sat on the empty chair next to Rong Jingge. After the group sat on it, they surrounded the man. This man really likes talking to himself. What can he do even if he is tall? A body of tendons and muscles, trained in the gym, how can they be better than their actual combat?

Dare you talk hard?

Rong Jingge didn't want to communicate with them any more. These people really didn't know what to do. With a thump, Rong Jingge got up and grabbed the hand that had just been put on his shoulder. He pushed the man to the ground and walked out.

"Stop!" some people in the group ignored what kind of occasion it was. After all, the meat they got could not let the man go.

Seeing them, the man dared to go forward? They are the same in the Jianghu. Can they be despised by such a man? Really think they're easy to mess with.

The man who just spoke became more and more angry. He directly picked up a chair on the side, fell hard to Rong Jingge's back, and dared to go. I let you go.

Unexpectedly, after being attacked like this, the man didn't have any side effects. On the contrary, he turned around and kicked the chair, and the wooden stick splashed on the face of his brother.

"Ah." the man looked at this group of people and shouted, "what's their name? A group of waste? Hurry up and catch him. If you catch him, fight me to death."

Regardless of the pain on his face, the group rushed directly, hooked Rong Jingge's body three times and five times, and hammered his back with their fists.

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