Chapter 630 (1/2)

Xiao Qimo wiped the lens several times.

Without the shelter of glasses, his deep dark eyes under his long eyelashes showed sharpness and sharpness.

He was silent and focused on wiping his glasses, which made the back of Mo strontium cool, and from the bottom of his feet came a dangerous smell of hunting beasts.

Mo strontium small call a voice: ”Ye...”

After a while, Xiao Qimo put his glasses back on again. His elegant and noble temperament returned to him again. The fierce and dangerous things just now disappeared, and he was calm as usual.

”Yunsang dares to do this...” Xiao Qimo seems to think of something, inexplicable smile, ”maybe he really want to recognize a sister.”

”Are you not angry with Yunshen

”Oh.” Xiao Qimo threw the used white handkerchief into Mo strontium's arms, ”I'm not angry.”

Strontium Master Mo, do you think I believe it or not?

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it's night.

Xiao Qimo could not sleep, so he went to the balcony to blow the cool wind.

The weather in Jinjing began to turn warm, and the temperature was mild during the day, but at night, the cold wind poured into the neck, and it was still bone chilling.

Xiao Qimo didn't feel cold, but felt empty and lonely.

He took a pack of cigarettes from the bar and opened it. The little bastard quit, so he stopped. The man took out one at random and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

Ye Jingwen is wrapped in a thin pajama. When he comes up, he can't help but see that Xiao Qimo is also there. After an accident, he has a kind of empathy of the world's fallen people.

”Seven brothers!” Ye Jingwen quickened his pace and went to the balcony. He found a bosom friend: ”what's the matter? You can't sleep, either? ”

Xiao Qimo lost his unburned cigarette and put his hands on the railing. He didn't want to see ye Jingwen.

Why don't you count me

His words are poisonous enough. Ye Jingwen closes his mouth in a moment. He didn't mean to

”Brother seven, don't be angry. Didn't you get revenge? My way of chasing my wife is hopeless... ”

Ye Jingwen looked at the dark night sky, just like his mood, without any starlight.

Xiao Qimo finally looked at Ye Jingwen, and fell on the other side's face, frowning.

”What's wrong with your face?”

Ye Jingwen touched the scar on his cheek and hurt himself. He grinned.

Xiao Qimo pondered: ”is it hard to get rid of it?”

Ye Jingwen shook his head: ”not really. When I was chasing Xi Xi Xi, I slipped my feet and knocked on the toilet

Hit your face on the toilet

This injury process, Xiao Qimo is convinced.

He suspected that ye Jingwen had forgotten his kung fu skills.

Ye Jingwen sighed: ”ah, this bitter meat plan is not easy to use, and can not be used casually. Maybe it'll be like me. I didn't get hurt, but I ended up hanging the lottery... ”

”Oh, really?”

Xiao Qimo said expressionless, while taking out the mobile phone Notepad, in the bitter meat three words after the remarks of two words.

[use with caution]

Ye Jingwen is really in a bad mood and doesn't notice Xiao Qimo's small movements. He simply jumped onto the railing and sat on it in a dangerous position with his back to the back.