As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly passed us and turned to the direction behind us. She looked like a pretty girl, "master Zhao! I was bullied, you just look at it! Sobbing....

I almost didn't vomit out this sweet voice. When I turned around, I saw that Zhao Ye, who was in the woman's mouth, was wearing a suit of various colors and seemed to be sending messages with his mobile phone. After a long time, he looked up and walked straight to us.

When the woman saw this, she pasted it on the man with a small step, pretending to be a little bird and complaining, "Mr. Zhao, it took me a long time to pick the one that can set off your temperament best. As a result, the woman packed it as soon as she came up, and the manager didn't say anything Fair for me."

When I got into the elevator and thought of Zhao Mingcheng's last look, I was still nervous. I took mofflin and asked, "who is that guy?"

Inexplicably, I have a bad premonition. Looking back, Zhao Mingcheng already has a mobile phone and doesn't know who he is calling. His expression is a little fierce. He seems to have seen me too. At the moment when his eyes are opposite, he suddenly changes his expression and laughs cunningly, which makes me feel hairy. He speeds up his pace and runs away.

Walking to the door of the shop, you can still hear the man's unwilling words, "mofflin, what do you have to drag? Do you think I don't know if you don't say it? We'll see!"

Zhao Mingcheng's face turned from black to blue, but mofflin dragged us around and left.

"Hum," mofflin sneered. Yin and Yang said strangely, "it's parents' business to educate their children. We don't have the obligation to literacy. Goodbye!"

"Oh?" Zhao Mingcheng scornfully hooked his lips. "I don't know. There are people in the capital who can't be provoked by the Zhao family?"

Mo Feilin angrily blocked in front of me, "don't look at your dirty eyes. She's a woman of a man you can't provoke. Don't make a mess of ideas."

The man stood up straight, raised one eyebrow and looked at me, "who are you?"

This guy doesn't seem to have anything to do with good people. I subconsciously pull Siji to protect him. "You misunderstood, the child is mine."

Mo Feilin always kills people without blood. Zhao Mingcheng is said to have no face. He immediately takes his arm out of the woman's arms, puts his hands into his pocket, clears his throat, bends down his upper body, and pretends to amuse Siji with kindness, "is this your child?"

The last sentence, of course, was said by looking at the woman beside Zhao Mingcheng.

Compared with the man's hospitality, mofflin's expression is a little jealous of evil. "What's your daydream, Zhao Mingcheng? It's called unrequited love. I've never promised you. It's you. After so many years, your taste is getting worse and worse."

Is this man with such unconventional taste mofflin's first love? She was blind before?

Me???

Then, his eyes fell on us. When he saw mofflin, his face showed a humble expression. "It turned out that it was my first love. It seems that we really have a destiny. Don't you think about mofflin?"

"Yes? Is that the case, manager? " The man glanced at the manager. The manager immediately lowered his head carefully. He seemed to be afraid of this guy.

Mo Feilin's eyes were burning, and he had no choice but to abandon it

"Well?" I didn't get it. "What do you mean?"

"Since the age of 16, I've only thought about the things between men and women. As long as I'm a woman and a little bit of beauty, I'll take whatever comes. What's not a stallion?" Mofflin suddenly gnashed his teeth, "I feel sick when I think of being seen by this guy before!"