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Chapter Thirteen Is This Your Boyfriend?(1/2)

Get dressed quickly, Mo Wen didn't dare to delay for a moment.

He suppressed the shame in his heart and walked out with a blush on his face and his heart not beating.

At this time, Liu Ziqi was sitting angrily on a small plastic bench in the middle of the yard, looking at Mo Wen complicatedly, the blush on her face not completely gone.

Liu Zijuan stood next to Liu Ziqi, glaring at Mo Wen angrily.

"I'm really sorry."

"Goodbye by fate."

Mo Wen knew that because of this misunderstanding, he had become a bad guy in the hearts of the two sisters, and he shook his head in embarrassment.

"See you big-headed ghost."

"If lying doesn't break the law, I'd love to kill you!"

Liu Zijuan was quite angry.

Firstly, it’s because of Mo Wen’s dirty behavior just now, and secondly, the good person his sister calls him is a hypocrite in sheep’s clothing.

"Silly sister!"

After Mo Wen walked out, Liu Zijuan's tense body relaxed and she looked helplessly at Liu Ziqi.

Just now she was quite afraid that Mo Wen would force her.

Fortunately, her bet was right, that guy was a bad guy who was strong on the outside but bad on the inside.

Your own home still needs to be protected by your own family.

Presumably, my sister will not bring people back easily in the future, right?

In spite of herself, Liu Zijuan felt a little lucky in her heart.

"Sister, don't think too much."

"Those guys are pretending to be too good, I don't blame you."

"Oops, the pot is burnt."

As soon as she started to comfort Liu Ziqi, she heard a burning smell coming from the kitchen, and Liu Zijuan ran in again.

The red iron gate of the small courtyard has been closed by Mo Wen from the outside.

Liu Ziqi's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the iron door, staring blankly in this direction.

"Are you really a bad person?"

Liu Ziqi still didn't believe it when she said this in a voice that only she could hear.

"well!"

Outside the door, Mo Wen, who had just taken two steps, sighed, turned around resolutely and sat under the eaves opposite Liu Ziqi's house.

He heard it.

I also softened my heart.

The room behind must have been unoccupied for a long time. As soon as Mo Wen stepped in, his back was covered with dust and lime, the walls were covered with spider webs, and the papered windows had a big hole. The inside was messy and eerie.

Very.

Occasionally, a breeze blows by, which not only provides coolness, but also makes a "crunching" sound ring in the ears.

Ordinary people probably wouldn't bring it here anymore.

Occasionally, one or two people passing by would speed up their pace, and there was no moon tonight, so no one noticed Mo Wen sitting on this broken chair under the eaves.

"Boss, this is it."

"Liu Dapao's two daughters are inside."

In the dead of night, a sudden sound disturbed the dozing bird standing on the wire, and Mo Wen also opened his eyes.

In the darkness, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and Mo Wen looked coldly at the two men standing at the door of Liu Ziqi's house.

"Sure?"

The tall and burly bald man standing in front licked his lips greedily.

"certainly."

"Boss, can you give me one?"

The thin, tall man behind him asked flatteringly.

Something looks familiar.

Mo Wen remembered it instantly.

When I came back with Liu Ziqi, I saw this person on the road. He looked at Liu Ziqi differently from others, and at that time I felt that this person had an impure mind.

"It's clearly written on Liu Dapao's IOU."

"I'll pay the debt with a girl, and when I've had enough fun, I'll give you another one."

"I want to see how Liu Dapao's daughter compares with the princesses in heaven and earth."

The bald man touched his "no grass" head.

"Go in."

"Okay, boss!"

After that, the thin man squatted down, and the bald man stepped on his back and touched the upper edge of the iron door.

"Bang!"

"Crunch."

After he landed, the iron door was opened by him from the inside, and the thin man sneaked in.

Then the iron door was closed from the inside again.

"These two silly girls."

After standing up and patting his clothes, Mo Wen also walked over slowly, stood in front of the door, jumped in, and walked in lightly.

Liu Ziqi's purpose of bringing her back was to seek asylum.

So he waited here specially, just tonight.

Fortunately, I waited until I arrived.

"Brother Long!"

When I entered, I saw Liu Ziqi in pajamas retreating timidly and tripping on the steps. Fortunately, Liu Zijuan held her up to avoid falling.

These two girls did not sleep to death, but they still heard the noise.

It's just that women, who have no power to tie a chicken, are never the match of these two men.

Obviously, the bald head still has some reputation, which can make the tough Liu Zijuan not dare to step forward.

"Here, this is your father's IOU."

Bald Brother Long took out a crumpled piece of paper from his trouser pocket and smiled seductively.

After hearing this, Liu Ziqi mustered up her courage, covered the opening of her pajamas on her chest, stepped forward, and took it with her other hand.

"ah!"

“So tender and fragrant.”

"Much more graceful than those princesses."

Taking advantage of the situation, he wiped a handful of it on Liu Ziqi's hand. Brother Long asked intoxicatedly about the fragrance remaining in his palm.

"Does it smell good?"

Mo Wen, standing at the corner of the kitchen, couldn't help but have some doubts.

Why did he only smell cheap shower gel?

"Look carefully."

"From now on, you two will be mine."

"Is that Xiaojuan? Come here and let me take a look."

While Liu Ziqi was looking at the IOU carefully, Brother Long waved to Liu Zijuan who was standing behind Liu Ziqi.

"Brother Long..."

"Bah, he is no longer my father. You have to pay for the money he owes you, and don't care about our sisters."

"I'm warning you!"

"If you don't get out, I'll call the police!"

Liu Zijuan angrily interrupted Liu Ziqi's words, scolded her harshly, and took out her phone.

"Repaying debts is a matter of course."
To be continued...
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