The car arrived at the downstairs of her house and stopped slowly.
She opened the car door and greeted Jiang Bei who was sitting in the driver's seat: "Brother Jiang, drive slower when you go back."
"I know, good night." Jiang Bei nodded and replied.
Lu Yifan followed her out of the car, "Mumu, let me take you upstairs."
"It's getting late, please go back quickly."
Huh, letting you into the house doesn't mean inviting a wolf into the house?
When the time comes, she will not be able to stop his fire, and it will burn brightly.
Hey, Lu Yifan sighed, put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the car, and watched the little woman open the electronic door, enter the corridor and disappear.
It wasn't until the lights at Mu Mu's house turned on and he knew she was home safely that he looked up at the sky, opened the door and got into the car, "Drive."
Living like this is simply torture and shortens your life span.
My days as an undercover girl in Jingjing were peaceful, except that I was often scolded because I couldn't drink and was very unpopular.
She still has short, lean hair, heavy makeup covering her original appearance, a light pink chiffon jumpsuit, and eight-inch high heels, which make her figure more slender.
The lighting in the bathroom was dim and elegant, and the natural incense had a cool mint smell. Mu Mu twisted left and right in front of the mirror, stroked her face with her little hands, and smiled mischievously.
She was very impressed that she couldn't find any trace of her makeup after makeup.
In fact, the most powerful one is Tang Min. Her makeup skills are so superb, no wonder she is not called the number one undercover policewoman.
"Oh, you are so narcissistic." A delicate voice came from behind her, as if she hadn't eaten in many days.
Mu Mu raised his eyelids and looked at the owner of the voice through the mirror.
A woman wearing a dark green tube top and a short skirt was already behind her, holding a small silver-pink bag and twisting her slender waist.
The woman's light blue eyes sparkled with enchantment, her bright red lips curved in an enchanting way, and her hair had large flaxen waves.
The smaller half of her chest was exposed, and her skin was as white as snow, and her deep and seductive depths made her look attractive.
This woman can best interpret the beauty in men's eyes and the vixen in women's eyes.
Mu Mu glanced at her lightly and sneered, "Ah, Miss Lan, are we familiar with each other?"
She picked up the bag on the sink, turned around leisurely, raised her eyebrows, and looked at her with naked disdain.
Alan leaned forward, brought his lips to Mu Mu's ear, and said provocatively: "Let's see who gets to that person first."
In the deepest part of his blue eyes is a calculation that is hard to detect.
Mu Mu tilted his head slightly, squinting at her, his smile a little colder, "I would like to advise you, don't bring your personal emotions to work, otherwise you... will die miserably."
Suddenly, she completely suppressed the smile on her face, and all that was left was coldness. Her dark eyes were sinister, and she said in a low but powerful voice: "Just because some accounts haven't been settled doesn't mean it's over."
After saying that, the smile gradually appeared on her face again.
This was her final warning to Lan Ling. If she hadn't allowed Lu Yifan to intervene, would Lan Ling still be standing here to provoke her?
But she just didn't let Yifan Lu interfere, because there were some things she wanted to do herself.
Don't rely on his strength and fight back on your own.
After all, he had experienced ups and downs. Lan Ling didn't even blink at Mu Mu's warnings and threats, and the smile was still on her lips.
"If it weren't for Lu Yifan, would you... count yourself as a bird?" she said disdainfully.
What does the boss mean? If she hadn't relied on Yifan Lu, would she have been able to join their anti-pornography team?