With an unfounded alliance, they want to use them to gain a foothold.
This is tantamount to empty handed.
Mo Xiao nodded, holding the brush in his hand, and wrote a few big characters on the rice paper slowly.
The older a person gets, the warm blood in his body will gradually cool down, and he will be interested in tinkering with these literate things.
A man who has killed countless lives with a gun in his hand pretends to be a scholar with a tiger's mouth and calluses on his fingers.
The cruel and cruel executioner puts on the skin of hypocrisy and seems to have become a human being.
"From Xu Zheng's tone, Qin'er seems to agree with this matter."
Chu Jing helped grind it, collected the paper that was already full of words, and suggested:
"Yifu, Qinqin has stayed in H City for a long enough time. There is no guarantee that no one will have evil intentions and threaten her safety. Why don't you let me pick her back and see how they feel about this so-called covenant?" Very sincere."
Mo Xiao did not answer immediately, but waved the pen in his hand boldly and copied the next poem.
"Jing'er, look how well this poem is written!"
Putting down the paper in his hand, Mo Xiao put his hands behind his back, walked to the window and stood for two seconds.
"Are you sincere to Qin'er?"
Chu Jing promised without hesitation:
"Don't worry, Yifu, I will do my best to protect Qinqin."
Hearing this, Mo Xiao sighed.
"That's all. It's up to you, young people, to deal with your own affairs!"
He waved his hand and agreed to the matter.
"I'm not busy with things lately. You should take some time to go to H City. Qin'er also has a childish temper and is a bit willful."
-
"Mingming? Why are you here?"
Xue Qingzhi was making soup in the kitchen when suddenly there was a sound of opening the door. When she went out, she saw that Yan Minglang was coming.
It's only after three o'clock now. He usually comes here at night, like a prostitute, sleeping one night and then leaving.
Even at the beginning, when the two of them were most fresh, he would come over at six or seven in the afternoon and take her out to eat and go shopping.
"What? Aren't you happy that I'm here?"
Yan Minglang went straight into the house without changing his shoes. He didn't take off his coat either. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked.
"Of course I'm happy!"
Like a little rabbit, Xue Qingzhi ran up to Yan Mingliang with small steps, holding a spatula in her hand with slightly white soup on it, and a smell of fish floating in the air.
Judging from her movements, she seemed to want to throw herself into Yan Minglang's arms, but she stopped abruptly when she remembered the spatula in her hand.
"I made fish soup, and I originally wanted to send it to you, but I didn't expect you to come in person."
Xue Qingzhi's face was filled with a smile, and stars seemed to fall into her bright eyes.
If it were normal, he would definitely be confused by her appearance.
It looks so good.
Yan Minglang raised his hand and patted Xue Qingzhi's shoulder gently, "I want to take you out. I'm afraid you won't be able to drink the soup."
"now?"
"Yes, go change clothes quickly."
The tone was gentle and domineering as always, but Xue Qingzhi still noticed something was wrong.
But she couldn't say anything. She could only turn off the fire and go upstairs to change clothes.
Yan Minglang took Xue Qingzhi to do a simple styling.
It's not the kind of dignified or bright party makeup, but it amplifies her innocence and highlights her pity. Coupled with a seemingly conservative but slim-fitting skirt with a few tulles, there is an indescribable charm. lure.
Referred to as the favorite style of wretched men.
As night fell, Xue Qingzhi was taken to a club.
She frowned slightly, and with her neatly manicured hands painted with light pink nail polish, she grabbed Yan Minglang's arm and asked:
"Mingming, what are we doing here? Is it your friend's party?"
Yan Minglang patted Xue Qingzhi's hand and said with a slight smile:
"Yes, a gathering of friends."
Business friends.
After entering the box, that ominous premonition was completely realized.
There were dim and ambiguous lights on inside, and several middle-aged ugly men were hugging several hostesses. They kissed each other, touched that one, and there were even a few people who didn't know what they were doing in the dark. They could only be seen shaking. blurry figure.
The table was full of messy wine glasses, and the room smelled of wine, perfume, and a strange smell.
"Brother Minglang, you're finally here! We've been waiting for you for a long time."
Someone saw Yan Minglang and greeted him with a smile, but his eyes fell on Xue Qingzhi beside him.
Looking up and down, as if looking at a new toy.
Xue Qingzhi is also good at choosing tasks. She really doesn't like men like this.
Coupled with such a scene, she only felt disgusted.
She sat next to Yan Minglang, like a white lotus falling into the mud. She was beautiful, fragile, and made people want to play with her.
Several men said a few words. At this time, one of the men was holding a glass of wine, threw a pill into it in front of everyone, and then handed the cup to Xue Qingzhi.
"Beauty, isn't it interesting to listen to men chatting? Come and have a drink. This wine is sweet. You should like it."
Xue Qingzhi did not reach out to take it, but shrank towards Yan Minglang and looked at him helplessly.
Yan Minglang raised his brows slightly, opened his thin lips slightly, and spoke in a cold tone:
"Drink."
Xue Qingzhi couldn't twist it, so she had to drink.
"Brother Minglang, do you want some?" The man took out another pill, "Eat this, it will feel so good when you have sex!"
Yan Minglang smiled and refused, but the other party did not persist.
Seeing this, Xue Qingzhi became anxious. Why should she drink it when he could refuse it for her?
What kind of medicine is that?
Soon she felt that her body began to weaken and her mind was a little wandering, but her consciousness was very clear.
The man next to her secretly put his hand on her waist.
"clear……"
Her voice also softened, and before she could finish her words, the man hugged her, and his big palm fell on...
When Yan Minglang heard this voice, he glanced at her and sneered.
Then she was carried to the sofa by the man, in front of everyone in the room...
Then the next man came.
In the chaos, she also heard someone praising Yan Minglang.
"Good brother, where did you get such a top product?"
"It's really interesting that you are so generous!"
"Just because of your personality, I will never give up a single share of that batch of goods to anyone else!"
"Hey, do you want me to take this girl back and play with her for two days?"
Yan Minglang's eyes seemed to fall over for a moment, and his smiling voice sounded:
"The little one looks nice, but actually has a very bad temper. I'm afraid you'll lose her. If you like her, I'll take her out for you to play with next time."
He also wanted to interrogate who was behind Xue Qingzhi. Of course, he couldn't let them take him back to play.
What should I do if I lose it?
-
Mo Qin was woken up by a phone call early in the morning.
It was Mo Xiao calling.
"Qin'er, Chu Jing went to H City to pick you up." Mo Xiao's angry voice came from the other end of the phone, "The time should be around noon today. Give him a call and remember to pick it up. "
