It was not until the man held her tightly in his arms, until she was about to suffocate.
He reached out and grabbed Mosgot's clothes and buried it in his arms, his voice ranging from suppression to indulgence.
Maybe he was tired of crying, or maybe he was relying on this embrace. Before he fell asleep, Mu Shuiling said in a daze, "Mosjue, I want to see Mommy."
Looking at the sleeping person in his arms, his face and eyebrows were slightly frowning.
The even breathing sound was incompatible with the two clear tears on her face. Mossor lowered his head and kissed her away the tears.
Is she really that painful by his side? Do she really dislike it?
"Mr. Mo, are you going back or?" The driver's uncle specially lowered his voice when he was afraid of waking the sleeping person.
“Go to the villa.”
"yes."
There are countless villas in Mo Shao, but the ones he has been to, except for the beach villa, is the one where Miss Mu’s mother is recuperating.
The car drove slowly on the road, attracting guidance from many passers-by.
The best car that only takes three seconds to 400 meters is driving slowly on the road. What isn’t this showing off?
However, regardless of the guidance and onlookers, the car was still driving at 20 speeds.
The car was silent and even the sound of Mu Shuiling breathing could be heard. The driver was inexplicably stressed and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Suddenly, the ringtone of the cell phone in his pocket rang. The driver was so scared that he stopped the car and hurriedly took out his cell phone to answer.
"Hey?" Reduce the sound to the lowest point, and your eyes can also look at someone's face through the rearview mirror from time to time.
It’s not good to call when it’s not good, but it’s time to call. Fortunately, the lady wasn’t woken up, otherwise he wouldn’t have to mess around!
After frowning, he finished listening to the other party's words, he closed the line and looked at Mossor with a embarrassed look on his face.
"explain."
"Mr. Mo, Cheng Lin has something to come to you and said that your phone cannot be connected."
Grandma's, call Mo Shao's phone if he can't get through. If he really wakes up the lady, he's fryed and asks who to cry!
Mossjueben in the back seat did not answer, but lowered his head and pinched the person in his arms. The soft eyes that could wrinkle out of water made the driver feel shocked.
This kind of Mr. Mo is too unfamiliar and too unacceptable to it!
The car didn't know how long it took to drive before slowly stopping in front of a tall villa.
At this time, the person in his arms opened his eyes slightly, looked around, and then looked up at the person he regarded as a pillow.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
After three seconds, Mu Shuling's head was too responsive and hurriedly retreated from Mosjue's arms.
It's so embarrassing.
Mu Shuiling, how could you make such a fool of yourself? You slept so well in someone’s arms. You actually forgot that the person in front of you is a dangerous person.
It would be fine if I didn't mention it, but when I mentioned it, she remembered that she was crying just now and was seen by Mosjue again.
Ah!! Mu Shuiling, you are completely finished!
Mosjue said nothing, staring at Mu Shuiling, who kept hanging his head with interest, was still full of words in his mouth, and the amplitude of the corners of his mouth was unconsciously raised.
Is this woman a masochist?
Suddenly, a big hand covered his head, and Mu Shuing turned around and saw Mosjue's smiling face.
The big hand helped her to sort out her hairstyle considerately, and then the owner of the hand spoke, "Okay. Go down."
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