"Miss Xiaojiu, I am most happy to have met you this time in China! Goodbye! Oh, no, never see you again!"
Les's joking voice echoed here, and then a stretched black Rolls-Royce came to them. Les swung into the car, and the car immediately started moving and quickly disappeared in this remote place.
In the car, Yan Shu looked back at Long Qingtian's stinky face and couldn't help but ask: "Master, why did you let the young lady be misunderstood by him?"
Les said lazily: "Hmph, I just see that boy looking so stinky, and I feel very unhappy!"
Yan Shu:......
Les spoke again: "Don't forget, my mission in China is to alienate their feelings, hum!"
Yan Shu: ...Since we want to separate, why do we leave in such a dejected manner, and why do we need to tell them that we are leaving? Master, when did you learn the duplicity of a young lady?
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Mo Jiu still held his forehead.
She didn't know why, but she couldn't feel any emotion from this kiss.
Perhaps it was a flesh and blood relationship, but when Les said he would never see her again, she felt inexplicably sad in her heart, as if a person who should have occupied a large position in her life since she was a child was passing away from her life.
Les is leaving?
Although they had only met him a few times, and every time they met, there was either a hail of bullets or bloody dramas, but somehow, Mo Jiu actually developed a slight liking for this handsome uncle.
He has never harmed himself.
On several occasions, he even gave up his life to save himself.
A man as proud as him might have never been hurt a few times in his life, but for her, he was hurt again and again.
And now, he is leaving?
When Mo Jiu just had a crush on him and had some inexplicable feelings, was he about to leave?
Mo Jiu felt that the plot change was too dramatic!
"Huh, we've walked so far and can't see you!" Long Qingtian's cold voice called Mo Jiu out of his thoughts.
Mojiu was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"
Long Qingtian's face was full of displeasure, "If you look at it again, it will become a Wang Fu Stone!"
Mo Jiu was stunned again, unable to react, "Huh?"
"Ah what?" Long Qingtian put his arm around Mo Jiu's waist and pulled her into his arms.
Only then did Mo Jiu feel the fragrant smell of alcohol in Long Qingtian's mouth.
At that moment, Mo Jiu twisted his nose and said, "Brother, have you been drinking?"
Well, having said this, Mo Jiu then remembered that it seemed that Gong Chen was frustrated in love and took Long Qingtian to drink.
This guy actually drank too much?
But those eyes were so clear and clear that if it wasn't for being so close that you could see the rosiness on his cheeks, Mojiu would have almost forgotten that he was drinking.
And smelling the smell, I drank a lot!
When Long Qingtian heard this, he was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I'm not drunk."
Not drunk?
Mo Jiu didn't know where I heard that only drunk people would emphasize that they are not drunk!
Does this mean that her dear eldest brother drank too much?
Mo Jiu immediately supported Long Qingtian and put his arm on his shoulders, "Why are you drinking so much? Let's go home."
Before I knew it, the sadness caused by Les's departure had disappeared without a trace.
Long Qingtian looked at the thin woman supporting him and slowly leaning towards the road. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he actually put his weight on Mo Jiu.
