Chapter 125 (1/2)

But it turns out that Mo Xiuchen didn't take his money for nothing.

Just then, the elevator door opened.

Mo Qingling didn't want to talk to Yiyi either. She pushed her to the elevator and said, ”hurry up, I'm going to be hungry.”

Song Zhicheng looks at them, smiles and follows them closely.

”I'll go back to the office and change my clothes later. You'll wait for me in the garage.” Song Zhicheng said slowly.

The slender finger stretched out, pressed the number three, and quickly retracted.

Mo Qingling chicken pecked the rice and nodded, ”good! Hurry up. ”

”Five minutes.” Song Zhicheng said with a smile.

As his words fell, the elevator came to the third floor, and the door opened slowly.

Song Zhicheng is about to walk out. Then he stops, takes out the car key from his pocket and hands it to Mo Qingling. Then he goes out.

The speed of the city of song is very fast. It takes five minutes to arrive.

After getting on the bus, song Zhicheng fastened his seat belt, glanced at Wen Yiyi in the back seat from the rearview mirror, turned his eyes to see Mo Qingling in the front passenger seat, ”what do you want to eat?”

Mo Qingling awoke for a moment and shook his head: ”I don't know. Whatever. I'm so hungry that I can't do it now.”

With that, Mo Qingling looked back at the man in the back seat, ”little sheep, what do you want to eat?”

Wen Yiyi is thinking about something, heard Mo Qingling's voice, perfunctory, did not speak.

When Mo Qingling saw her like this, she turned her lips and muttered. She was too lazy to speak.

I drove to the restaurant near the hospital and asked for a private room. The waiter brought in the menu and Mo Qingling began to order.

Ordered two crawfish, Mo Qingling licked his lips, looked at Wen Yiyi and song Zhicheng, ”do you want a crawfish?”

Wen Yiyi shook his head, ”no need.”