"You should be tired when you just got off the plane? Or, do you rest at home now?" Moxier uncomfortably twisted in his arms, suggesting.

"Fortunately, I have already got off the plane for a while." Qing Muchen gave her an understatement.

In fact, he actually arrived here in the morning and met the Moh family.

Just went out and turned around, and picked the bunch of flowers by the way.

Moxier just woke up, his mind was still not awake, looked up at him and looked awkward.

"When did you arrive?"

"In order to see my wife earlier, I will fly from home at night for a few hours." Qing Muchen explained patiently.

I paused and added a sentence, "So, I am more time today!"

Moxier, "..."

"Just said where to go? I am with you!" Scratching his ears, his eyes unconsciously cold.

He obviously understood the words she had just said, and it was repeated once before.

It is undoubtedly intentional to ask this question now.

Moxier's face was slightly stiff, and suddenly he did not know how to answer it.

She went to see ink, can she bring him?

The glory of Qing Muchen’s eyes glared at her, and the thin lips did not consciously glow with a cold light.

He really wants to see if she has the courage to take him!

Really as the legendary clear white, still afraid to lead him together?

The words of Qing Muchen are to set up a bureau in pure heart.

Moxier's eyes were staggered with him, and his face seemed uncomfortable.

Her lips squint low and her eyes seemed to hesitate.

Qing Muchen did not remind me, took the words from her hand, turned it here as her own home, and went to the living room to find a vase to help her insert and sit down in the living room.

His eyes turned to her direction, arms wrapped around his chest, and he was still waiting for her answer.

Moxier hesitated for a long time, his face slowly raised, calmed his face, and she calmly said, "Since it is here, let's go together!"

Too faint tone, but let 擎 怔 怔 怔 怔 怔.

"Oh?"

"I will go to start the car first!" Moxier did not explain too much for his own words, and walked in front of the door of the Mohist.

Qing Muchen followed her out. After pulling the car on the door, he naturally replaced her and started the car.

"direction!"

"Go straight, turn left at the first intersection."

Qing Muchen was cold-faced and skillfully manipulating the steering wheel to the direction she indicated.

When arriving at the hospital, eleven o'clock.

Mo Yan seems to be waiting for Moxier, and there are no servants in the ward.

When Moxier arrived at the advanced house, he did not look at the squad, and he was ready to start his lunch. "I slept late last night, sorry!"

"Nothing..." Mo Yan smiled and just wanted to answer. The words were not completely exported, but they were stopped when they saw the man who appeared at the door.

Qing Muchen leaned on the door, his long body lazily leaned against the door, his eyes turned in his direction, he was not familiar with him, and he was unpopular, faint and he sang. Say, "Hey!"

His tone is very sloppy, as if the two are old acquaintances.

Ink's face was obviously stiff for a few seconds.

When Qing Muchen couldn't see it, he walked in and the only chair in the room moved over. He sat down with a big thorn.

He was like an emperor who came to inspect, sitting down and arms around his chest, staring coldly at the two.