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72. Don't Like Jiang Li! 1

Mo Jiu felt that his heart was beating a little fast, so fast that it seemed like it would jump out of his throat.

She still maintained her sideways posture, her hands still on the seat belt, and stared blankly at the man's handsome profile. She felt that the air in the car was so thin that she could not breathe normally.

The man's face looked solemn, except that his lips were a little red, there was nothing unusual about him.

However, Mojiu noticed that the man's ears were red to the base of them.

puff!

Mo smiled vividly for a long time. This guy was really good at pretending. If his ears hadn't betrayed him, she would have really suspected that the French kiss just now was just her imagination.

The car quickly drove into the Mo family's old house. From a distance, before entering the door, she saw Jiang Li in a long white dress, standing outside with a smile on her face like a frustrated little daughter-in-law. When she saw the Land Rover again, the smile on her lips became even bigger.

Big, doesn't seem to care at all about the big sun above his head.

hypocritical!

Mo Jiu cursed angrily in her heart. For some reason, she suddenly turned around and said, "Brother, Jiang Li has been staying in the Mo family for many years."

Long Qingtian hadn't looked at Mo Jiu since that kiss. When he heard Mo Jiu's words, he looked at him intently and said, "What do you want to say?"

Mo Jiu curled his lips: "Brother, don't you think Jiang Li has a problem? There are so many servants in the Mo family, how can she do everything herself? And what is she doing so carefully? It seems as if the Mo family has bullied her."

Long Qingtian did not speak.

Mo Jiu felt even more uncomfortable. She suddenly moved her hands to hold Long Qingtian's arm, leaned her head over, and took a breath after feeling the man's resisting movement: "Oh, brother, don't move my arm."

pain!"

As soon as these words came out, the man really stopped moving.

Mo Jiu smiled secretly, blinked her big cunning eyes, and took a deep breath. She always felt that the smell of Long Qingtian could give her a sense of peace of mind.

Mo Jiu pouted: "Brother, I hate Jiang Li, what about you?"

"Can't say I like it."

That means you don't hate it?

Mo Jiu curled his lips and noticed that the Land Rover began to slow down.

Jiang Li was waiting at the door. Out of courtesy, Long Qingtian should park the car at the door, let Mo Jiu get out of the car, and then drive the car into the garage.

But Mojiu hugged Long Qingtian's arm, like any child who is having trouble, "Brother, don't stop!"

The Land Rover paused and decisively entered the gate.

When Jiang Li saw the Land Rover, he rushed over in two steps. Unexpectedly, the Land Rover that was about to stop suddenly accelerated and drove into the gate. His body suddenly froze and turned to stone at the door.

The smile at the corner of Mo Jiu's mouth became wider, and his heart felt warm. Looking at Jiang Li's face, he felt a little happy.

Raising her head, staring at the man's profile seriously, she spoke again domineeringly: "Hey, you are not allowed to like Jiang Li."

Mo Jiu had to admit that her behavior at the moment was very childish, just like children quarreling in kindergarten, but she said this as a matter of course and without any guilt.

After stopping the car, Long Qingtian turned his head and looked at the girl's stubborn appearance, and nodded inexplicably.

Then he saw Mo Jiu smile. There was no evil or scorn in this smile, it was so pure and sweet that it was dazzling. Long Qingtian stared at it for a moment, and then looked away.

His irritable mood suddenly improved, and Long Qingtian discovered that from unknown time on, the girl could always easily influence his mood.

Mo Jiu's mood completely improved. She hated Jiang Li together, which was like a little secret between the two of them, which made her suddenly feel very at ease.

But this good mood disappeared again the moment she got off the car, because as soon as she turned her head, she saw Jiang Lijing sticking to her face again like a dog-skin plaster.


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