Chapter 377 (1/2)
”Fengda beast, do you really want to marry me?” It's not unexpected, it's just that the news is hard for mu Qinghuan to digest.
”If you dare to marry, I dare to marry!” It's not marriage, who's afraid of who. Moreover, he's not at a loss if he marries muqinghuan. He wants to hide muqinghuan at home and not let any man covet it.
”If you want to marry me, I must?” After all, the times have changed. We all know that we should respect women. Some of them are happier than the first marriage
Than the first marriage happiness... This, red fruit face ah, there?
Fengcheng seized the main contradiction, ”you and blackness are fake. Who can you rely on as a woman after divorce?”
”Not necessarily. Baroness wants to play a trick on me!” Mu Qinghuan's voice just fell, and his chin was caught by him!
”I won't!” After that, Fengcheng sends MuQing to shengmei apartment, and then stands at the door to block her.
In a word, Mu Qinghuan can only live in an apartment and is not allowed to go home. He keeps a complete distance from the black baron.
How can there be such a small three? It's rampant!
Make sure that the light in muqinghuan's room is off, seal the city, and then turn back to the car seat.
As soon as the fun changed, Fengcheng became silent. Without saying a word, he just held it silently in the driver's seat.
It seems that Mu Qinghuan refused to divorce and wanted to kill him.
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At five in the morning, Mu Qinghuan was awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone.
”Theo, who wants me?” Mu Qinghuan was just about to answer the phone. The next second, a short message came.
It's a strange message: 18th floor.
Mu Qinghuan remembers that he happens to live on the 18th floor, so he looks out through cat's eyes, but he can't see anything.
It must have been a long time ago.
Mu Qinghuan cancels the insurance and opens the door.
The corridor on the 18th floor, under the warm light, stands a thin figure.
Mu Qinghuan's eyes are tight. She seems to have seen this figure.
”Who are you?” Mu Qinghuan asked carefully.
”Mu Qinghuan... Didn't you come to me first?” The thin figure looked back at Mu Qinghuan.
Mu Qinghuan saw clearly that this woman, who had just met at the horse race course, was called Zhou Xiameng.
Zhou Xiameng stood under the wall lamp of the stairs, wearing only a thin dress with her hair on her shoulders, and smiling at Mu Qinghuan.
”Miss Zhou? Do you live nearby, too? ” Mu Qinghuan asked curiously.
”Well, yeah, I didn't expect we lived so close.” Zhou Xiameng said quietly with a smile.
”Oh, I don't live here often.” Mu Qinghuan only thinks that Zhou Xiameng's smile is very strange.
Mu Qinghuan asked subconsciously, ”how early did you get up?”
Zhou Xiameng pointed to the upper floor with a soft tone, ”no, I can't sleep. Now I want to go up and blow the wind...”
Said, Zhou Xiameng suddenly asked: ”Miss mu... Come with me?”
Five o'clock in the morning and a strange woman who didn't know one day, it was very strange. Mu Qinghuan shook his head and refused Zhou Xiameng's kindness. ”I'm still a little sleepy. I want to go back to sleep.”
”Forget it.” Then, without speaking any more, Zhou turned and walked into the elevator.
May be Zhou Xiameng deliberately slow down, Mu Qinghuan unconsciously with the past.
Seeing that the elevator Zhou Xiameng took was closed, Mu Qinghuan went to the next elevator
Since Zhou Xia dreams of blowing, he will go to the top floor, and Mu Qinghuan follows him.
There are few people in the early morning. When Mu Qinghuan comes out of the elevator, he always feels flustered.
”Miss Zhou...” Mu Qinghuan walked about ten steps, and heard a slow sound of footsteps behind him. Mu Qinghuan turned to look, and the sound disappeared at the same time.