Chapter 1685 Zhan Mo is concerned about her?

Zhan Mo had brought Ruan Mengmeng to the gate of the courtyard at this time.

Outside the door, the two guards stood as straight as a benchmark.

Zhan Mo did not raise his eyelids and said to one of them, "Go and buy a box of Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets for Miss Zhou."

Zhou Jiaojiao: "..."

Watching Zhan Mo and Ruan Mengmeng disappear, Zhou Jiaojiao could not wait to stare at two blood caves behind Ruan Mengmeng.

Too much, too much!

She is already expensive as the daughter of General Zhou Lao, the daughter of General Dang, and Zhan Mo is too lazy to give it to her.

It used to be that way.

After all, in addition to Zhan Jiaer, Zhan Mo could not tolerate anyone else.

Zhou Jiaojiao also heard from General Zhou Lao long ago that the family members are all noble people, and there is no grain in the eyes.

If it is not necessary, they will never glance at those they despise.

Because of this, Zhou Jiaojiao always thought that he was different in the face of war desert.

At least, Mo Shao had eaten with her at the same table, talked to her, and let her enter this warrior-only cottage.

But ... Ruan Mengmeng's arrival told Zhou Jiaojiao that those that were "good" by Zhan Mo to her were not worth mentioning in front of Ruan Mengmeng.

There is no harm without contrast.

This cruel and direct comparison, even if Zhou Jiaojiao didn't want to admit it, he couldn't lie to himself anymore.

"Ruan Mengmeng, you **** ..."

Zhou Jiaojiao stood outside the cottage, lowering her face and looking at the ground.

She forced all the humiliation back.

She wants Ruan Mengmeng to taste all the grievances and pains she has suffered, and she has to let Ruan Mengmeng know what the pain is.

Ruan Mengmeng is pregnant? Oh, it's better.

If so, she will let Ruan Mengmeng know step by step ... what is regret.

...

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In the woods in the military compound, Ruan Mengmeng walked ahead, and Zhan Mo followed.

This tree has been planted for many years, and each one is surrounded by a few people. It is a lush towering tree.

After dinner, it is not yet at six in the evening, and there is still a setting sun falling slowly in the sky.

The summer evening wind blew, brushing Ruan Mengmeng's white face and blowing her silky black hair.

The breeze drifted away with the fragrance unique to Ruan Mengmeng.

Originally holding a white shawl to follow the war desert behind Ruan Mengmeng, her eyebrows were slightly obscure.

He suddenly speeded up and walked to Ruan Mengmeng.

"Huh? What are you doing up here?" Ruan Mengmeng tilted her head and looked at the people around her, with a faint look on her face.

She stayed here to ‘torture’ the war desert.

Knowing that Zhan Mo couldn't treat himself, so he tossed him every day.

However, Ruan Mengmeng still has a self-knowledge, knowing that Zhan Mo is compelled to follow himself, and Zhan Jiaer is the first in his heart.

For her own ‘heart vessel’, Zhan Mo is just out of the mentality saved for Zhan Jiaer, and it has absolutely other meanings.

Therefore, Ruan Mengmeng never asked to be really close to him, or to blame her sister, she did not bother to get close to Zhan Mo.

Therefore, although the two walked together every day, they basically kept their distance one after the other.

She 'played' with Zhan Mo, who was watching her.

This is the first time that we have been side by side like this.

"... put on." Zhan Mo paused for a few seconds, raising his right hand.

In his hand, the white knitted shawl shook gently.

(End of this chapter)