Jiu Lanlong slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were a little hazy because of her fever, but she quickly saw the person sitting beside the bed clearly: "It's you, Misha."
Amisha's smile lingered on her lips. What did the words 'It's you, Misha' mean? Didn't he think it was her? Who was he talking to when he said 'baby' just now?
The doubts in her heart caused Amisa to fall from heaven to hell. She felt cold in her heart, but she still managed to smile again: "Well, it's me. Hazy, your body is still very hot. Go back to sleep,
By the way, Moxue asked someone to return the car and mobile phone."
When Amisha mentioned Mo Xue's name, a trace of emotion clearly flashed through her silver-gray eyes. Perhaps it was because he had a fever and Jiu Lan's defensiveness also weakened. He did not hide the emotion in his eyes at this time: "
She is coming?"
Amy's heart twitched, would he show such an emotional look just by mentioning Mo Xue? Hazy, this is the first time I've seen your true emotions since I've known you.
"No, Moxue didn't come here, she just sent someone to deliver the things."
When she finished saying this, Jiu Lan's hazy eyes clearly flashed with a hint of loss, like a sick child longing for the care of someone she cares about.
It's heartbreaking.
"Long, do you want to eat something? Do you want some porridge?" Amisa asked.
"No, Misha, you go out first, and I'll go to sleep." Jiu Lan said softly.
Amisha nodded, looked at Jiu Lanlong with distress, and left Jiu Lanlong's bedroom. The moment she walked out and closed the door, Amisha put her hands on the railing and squeezed the railing tightly with her palms.
Hazy... Although I don't know the relationship between you and Mo Xue, and although I know it must be an extremely secret relationship, your behavior is so unexpected. That look in your eyes is like missing the woman you love deeply.
'Baby, thank you.'
Ha, no way, hazy, you didn't say this because you mistook me for Mo Xue, right?
silence……
Amisa's eyes were red. She never cared about how many women there were, because she knew she was the only one who could stay with him for a long time.
I am special. I have been with Long for so long and I have never had any sense of crisis. But this time, I deeply feel that a latent crisis is slowly approaching. I am special, but Moxue seems to be better than me.
More special.
Perhaps fortunately, Mo Xue is An Yuchen's girlfriend, so this crisis is not a deadlock, and there are ways to solve it.
A trace of cunning flashed in Amisa's eyes...
Moxue's home
She lay lazily on the bed. After finishing the matter with Jiu Lanlong's car, she came back to sleep. Alas... she didn't want to move at all, and her whole body was full of laziness.
‘Ring ring ring’ At this moment, the cell phone under the pillow rang. Moxue took out the cell phone from under the pillow and it was a text message.
Um?
Unfamiliar number? Clicked on the text message.
'I'm waiting for you at the cinema on Triangle Street, Chen.' It was a text message from Yuchen. Mo Xue lifted the quilt and sat up. Strange, why are you waiting for me at the cinema?
Are you asking me to go to the movies?
Moxue lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed. There was nothing wrong with her feet. At least she could walk around and jump. She changed into clean clothes.
She picked up a handbag and went out.
Speaking of which, when I was in the United States, I tried to go to the movies with An Yuchen. It was considered the life of a normal couple, and what she wanted was this kind of ordinary happiness.
Arriving at the entrance of the cinema on Triangle Street, Mo Xue was about to call An Yuchen when an employee from the cinema came up to her.
"Is this Miss Moxue?"
"yes."
"This way please, Mr. An is already waiting for you in the hall."
As the staff walked into the cinema, walked through the twists and turns of the corridor, and arrived at the door of the VIP hall: "This is it."
"Okay, thank you." Mo Xue opened the door and walked into the VIP movie screening room. The lights inside were not very bright and were a little dim.
She glanced at the movie hall. It was very big and she saw almost no people. She walked down the escalator in the hall and walked towards the place near the big screen.
A figure stood up. He was in the first row.
"Moxue." The man called calmly.
A smile appeared on Mo Xue's lips: "Yu Chen..." She quickly walked to the first row, and when she saw An Yichen, she felt a little more at ease.
I don't know why, but every time I see him I get a warm feeling.
This VIP setting was very special. The first row was the best place to watch the movie, so she naturally sat next to An Yuchen.
"What movie are we watching today?" Mo Xue asked with a smile.
It's like going back to the time in the United States, living every day like an ordinary couple.
An Yuchen tilted his head in confusion: "Huh? How do I know what movie is playing? Didn't you invite me to watch a movie?"
When An Yuchen said these words, Mo Xue blinked her eyes white, with endless doubts in her eyes: "Huh? Yuchen, what are you talking about? I didn't ask you out,
It was you who asked me out."
An Yuchen took out his cell phone and looked for a text message. Mo Xue did the same. When they saw the text message, doubts flashed in their eyes.
"It seems we have been plotted." An Yuchen narrowed his dangerous eyes.
Mo Xue also stood up from her seat and looked around the cinema. There wouldn't be any traps here.
After several assassinations in Japan, she always felt a little nervous. Although she didn't know who the other party was yet, she always felt like she was being watched secretly like a target.
An Yuchen patted Mo Xue on the shoulder: "Sit here. Don't worry."
He walked up and pulled the VIP door, but it couldn't be opened. It was obviously locked from the outside.
At this time, the movie screen that had been closed suddenly lit up. Moxue was startled and thought there was some mechanism. But it turned out that the movie started to play something.
An Yuchen walked away from them: "The door was locked from behind. It seems that someone deliberately wanted to lock us in here."
Mo Xue looked at the lit screen, which was still playing advertisements and the movie had not officially started yet: "Who tricked us into coming here? If there is no trap, are they really going to show us a movie?"
Taking her cell phone, Mo Xue called the person who sent the text message, but it turned off.
The two of them sat on the chairs and looked at the advertisement on the big screen. Mo Xue complained: "It's not like someone is deliberately joking with us or playing tricks on us."
She said depressedly.
If there are any ambushes or traps, they should all be used as soon as they come in, so as to catch them unawares. Give them so much time, even if a bomb is set, they can be found and defused!
With a trace of curiosity, she stared at the movie screen.