You Will Be Mine!

Mo Xiwen is a man who can take care of people. He makes good tea and is considerate. Fang Tongtong doesn't feel bored with him all day. It's a rare relaxation.

They sit in the teahouse all day, drinking tea, eating cakes and chatting occasionally. Mo Xiwen is a talkative man. No matter what topic you say, he can always talk with you.

When you are tired and don't want to talk, he will sit quietly beside you and accompany you quietly.

However, Fang Tongtong is still not happy.

Some people are really nice, but they are not the one she wants most.

After dinner, mosevin took her back to the villa.

"Shall we go in and sit down together?" Fang Tongtong asked, in fact, she was a little curious. Mo Xiwen said that his business was very busy. He was often so busy that he didn't have time to go home.

But now with himself, a accompany is a whole day, he does not have to work?

"If we don't go in and sit down, how can we make our relationship clearer?" Mo Xi Wen Mou Guang is gentle, smile to see her, tease a way.

"Let's go." Fang Tongtong also laughed.

When they walked into the living room, they found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

At home, one more person.

There is one more person that Fang Tongtong can't ignore.

Originally relaxed expression, slightly stiff up, in Liancheng Fei color in front of, she always can not do calm.

Taking a deep breath, her face turned cold.

Mo Xiwen seems to have noticed something strange. He takes a look at Fang Tongtong and falls on the shining man along her eyes. A man was born with a special color and luster, beautiful as a picture, so sitting there, but as if born with a halo in general, people can not ignore.

At this time, the man's eyes, strange, sinister, as if some in jealousy, some as if in anger, but as if holding something, with a touch of pain.

He was surprised, but he had already guessed the identity of the man.

With a faint smile, he naturally held Fang Tongtong's hand.

Fang Tongtong's right hand was stiff, and he wanted to pull back his hand, but Mo Xiwen's hand was tighter.

On the other side, even the city's Scarlet expression has become particularly ugly.

Fang Tongtong thought of what, so the strength of his hands a loose, let Mo Xi Wen hold her, long eyelashes gently flash, and then cover all the mood under the eyes.

Mohist's simple smile, gentle.

Looking at Li Xincheng and Gu Qingshen, he said, "Mr. Li, Mrs. Li, I've sent Tung back!"

"Mr. Mo, please have a seat." Yesterday's Lixin city was very cold and aloof, but today it was a lot more enthusiastic. In front of Liancheng's Scarlet face, he asked Mo Xiwen to sit down with a smile.

Liancheng's face became more ugly.

He clenched his lips and kept staring at the two clasped hands, hoping to cut them open with his eyes.

It's just too much of an eyesore.

But he couldn't sit at all. Even though he was angry, he could only suppress it and comfort himself.

This is the result that he wants. Tongtong can meet a good man, he should rest assured, he should be happy, and should not be so angry, let alone destroy these.

However, it was one thing to think about before. When he saw it, he found that it was really a piece of The act of suffering to the extreme!