It turns out that not only women like to hear sweet talk, men also like it.
He moved his lips slightly and replied with great seriousness: "You are my woman, but she is not."
The deep black eyes shine with gentle light.
"I..." Mu Mu opened and closed his mouth.
She originally thought her words were touching enough, but she didn't expect Yifan Lu to be a step ahead and say, 'You are my woman, but she is not.'
leaving her speechless.
He has said so, she can't just say that she doesn't want to be his woman, right?
She had said that many times before, with disastrous consequences.
She raised her head to the ceiling and roared in her heart: Can I not be your woman? I want a chance...
Do you understand or not?
Know yourself and the enemy, you know Min Yan, you know the political commissar of the king, you know everyone, but you don't know the Yin family?
After beating her chest, Mu Mu finally gave up, "Then I won't ask you about your mission. Can you tell me if you set the fire in the kitchen?"
That fire is not simple.
Political Commissar Wang and the mysterious man were led down to the second floor, causing chaos downstairs.
There are many things you can do during this chaotic time.
She suspected it was man-made.
Lu Yifan denied: "No."
Mu Mu didn't believe it, "Liar."
Lu Yifan added: "It was my people who released it."
"..."
Mu Mu didn't feel like talking to this old man anymore.
She will be furious.
‘Click, click’
The door lock outside was being turned repeatedly.
Mu Mu was so frightened.
Her original intention was very simple, just to find Qingqing, so why did she become a thief? Isn't this forcing a good girl into prostitution?
Fortunately, the door lock clicked for a while and then there was no movement.
The two of them worked hard until dark before leaving Political Commissar Wang's room.
The two of them went downstairs separately.
The guests on the first floor have not dispersed yet.
Mu Mu went downstairs and met Wang Er going upstairs.
Wang Er was drunk and being held up by two people. The pretty boy drank some wine and his face was as red as a monkey's butt.
"Hey, Sister Mu."
Seeing Mu Mu, Wang Er's narrowed eyes suddenly widened.
A playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "What did Sister Mu do on the second floor of my house?"
There was a hint of teasing in his tone.
Mu Mu stood on the steps, looked at Wang Er condescendingly, and asked seriously: "Have you seen my friend?"
"Which friend?" Wang Er smelled of alcohol.
Mu Mu tilted his head, frowned, fanned the air with his hand, and said in a fierce tone, "Zhao Qingqing."
He looked at the drunkard Wang Er in front of him with disgust.
"Oh... you are talking about that pretty girl." Wang Er burped, his body floating unsteadily, he paused and then continued to chatter: "I am also looking for her, look at that tender face, Mu
Sister, you must help me, I like it so much."
When he was sober, he pretended to be a bit human, but when he was drunk, his true nature was completely exposed.
Two buttons of his military uniform were undone, and he looked very coquettish.
When Wang Er talked about Zhao Qingqing, the squinting smile on his face made Mu Mu want to punch him.
Boy, is it really okay for you to fuck my good sister in front of me like this? Does your mother know that you are so wretched?
Mu Mu tightened her fists and held back, it was better not to cause trouble.
Wang Er was Mrs. Wang's pet peeve. She beat him several times when she was a child, and Mrs. Wang made a noise at her house.
Ms. Jiang is in poor health and cannot defeat Mrs. Wang alone.
Ignoring Wang Er, he took two steps to the right and continued downstairs.
