I stared at the photos in the mobile phone for a long time, and then I looked at Mu Yan a little strangely: "Wife, is she also called Song Yumei?"
Listening to the summer asks, Mu Yan immediately understood: "Husband, Song Yumei, isn't she?"
"No." Shaking her head in summer, Song Yumei in the photo, although she was also beautiful, and she was more strange. She was wearing a costume, but compared with Song Yumei, who was super beautiful in the face, there was still a little bit of Song Yumei.
The gap, and the appearance of the two people has nothing similar.
Mu Yan couldn't help asking: "Husband, then who are you talking about Song Yumei?"
"A very powerful woman." Summer thought and wanted to say, "I have been to the place where she lives, but I don’t remember what to go now."
When I left that summer that summer, I still wanted to remember the road, but all my thoughts were spent on the Yinhuo and the rigidity of the body in the body.
It's not familiar. In this case, he doesn't know now, how to find Song Yumei.
"Husband, do you confirm that the person is really called Song Yumei?" Mu Yan thought about it again.
"It seems not sure!" Summer was a bit depressed, wouldn't he be deceived by that woman? Is that woman who reported a false name for him? If so, even if he asked the fairy sister
I heard!
"Husband, do you have any hatred with that Song Yumei?" Mu Yan asked again.
"Oh, I have no hatred with her, but she seems to have hate with sister of the fairy, so I want to kill her." Said in summer.
Mu Yan almost wanted to ask who the fairy sister was, but in the end she endured it. She now also knows some things about the fairy sister, and she knows that the fairy sister in the summer mouth is his big wife.
Even Qiao Xiaoqiao is just a little wife in summer.
"Husband, are you in a hurry to find Song Yumei?" After all, Mu Yan still didn't ask what hate had Song Yumei and Sister Shenxian. Since her husband is going to find Song Yumei in trouble, she just needs to help him, so she does not need to ask too much about too much.
Anyway, she will help him anyway.
Summer shook her head: "No rush, that woman is too powerful, I can't beat her now. It is not too late to find her when I think of killing her."
"What?" Mu Yan was surprised, "Husband, you mean, that Song Yumei is better than you?"
"It's not better than me, it's just a little bit more powerful than me. I am more powerful than her." In summer, he refused to admit that he was not as good as Song Yumei. Of course, he was not completely hard, at least medical skills
On the other hand, Song Yumei was far from his opponent, and in the last confrontation between the two, he should be regarded as the upper hand.
Although the summer was written lightly, Mu Yan was still shocked. Someone was actually higher than the summer? This is really too much thoughtful!
"Wife, do you say this Song Yumei, and that Song Yumei, will you know it?" At this time, in the summer, he asked, "That woman feels very bad all day, and it should not be pretended to be someone else's name.
It's so strange. "
"It can be said that this Song Yumei I know will not pretend to be other people's names!" Mu Yan frowned slightly, "Is it really a coincidence?"
"Wife, do you know where this Song Yumei is?" Summer thought about asking, "We can ask her to ask her, see if she has nothing to do with Song Yumei."
"Although I don't know where she is now, it is not difficult to find her." Mu Yan looked at summer, "Husband, you really want to find her? It is difficult for her to deal with it."
"Oh, it's okay, I can deal with it well." Said in summer.
Mu Yan was a little crying and laughing. When did this husband deal with it?
"Well, I will find someone to ask Song Yumei's whereabouts." Mu Yan picked up the phone and called. Now she has found summer, and she no longer deliberately hide her whereabouts.
Hanging the phone, Mu Yan said to Xia again: "Husband, I have let people check it. If there is Song Yumei where he whereabouts, someone will inform me."
"Wife, don't care about Song Yumei first, you can eat soon." At this time in summer, "Otherwise, you have no strength at night."
Mu Yan suddenly flushed her face, and this lascivious husband's thinking jumping is really too big. It actually moved to such a matter.
With such a reminder from summer, Mu Yan really found that he should have dinner and not eat more. This physical strength really can't add it.
When the two had a lunch, it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon. When they walked out of the restaurant, Mu Yan naturally held the summer arm and asked, "My husband, where are we going now?"
"Go to Wangjing Building, I'll go back to the money." Summer thought for a while, he still owed 5,000 yuan, and now he is rich, so he intends to return it to her. In his opinion, he can be so fast
Finding his wife, Ning Jie is also contributed.
Mu Yan didn't ask much about it. He beckoned on the side of the road and was ready to stop a taxi.
"Ga!" A sudden brake, a car stopped next to Mu Yan, but it was not a taxi, but a Mercedes.
The door opened, and a young woman dressed up came out. This woman was wearing high heels and a precious bag. It was quite ladylike, but it was just a bite, but the voice was very uncomfortable: "Yo, this is not Mu Yan
Is it time to play uniforms to seduce? "
Mu Yan Liu Mei frowned slightly, but ignored this young woman, but continued to beckoned at taxis not far away.
Unfortunately, the young woman did not let Mu Yan's plan, and still said with a strange voice there: "How? I can't even afford it? I said Mu Yan, just your figure, plus your face, your face
, And your uniform, there must be a tens of thousands of dollars in one night? How can it suddenly become so poor? "
"Lin Yanyun, if you didn't learn how to speak, then close your mouth, otherwise, I will let your mouth can't speak in the future!"
People are compared, but this person's words are too difficult.
"Yo? You still want to hit someone?" The woman named Lin Yiyun was not weak at all. "Mu Yan, am I wrong? Woman like you, who is a prostitute who sells ..."
"Pop!" A crisp slap made Lin Yiyun fail to finish this sentence.