Chapter 755

"Pop."

Fang Yuan slaps Mo Jincheng in the face angrily.

Five finger prints suddenly appear on Mo Jincheng's face.

He stared at Fang Yuan.

I don't know why.

"Enough!" Fang Yuan holds the palm of his hand.

It can't go on like this.

This is not right!

It's not right!

They are not girlfriends or girlfriends at all, but they are doing things as lovers.

She doesn't know how Mo Jincheng can continue to flirt with her when she has a girlfriend.

But she couldn't, couldn't.

"We are not real lovers, please respect yourself!"

What is he?

Too deep into the play?

Or acting?

It's hard to distinguish between square and circle.

All the time, she indulged him too much and herself too much.

Now that you have a girlfriend, you should stay away. Now that you like someone who has a girlfriend, you should stay away, shouldn't you?

Why do you have a girlfriend and come to tease me?

She screamed in her heart, but she didn't dare to.

She was afraid that the man would know he liked him as soon as she roared out.

I'll take this handle and do whatever I want.

Mo Jincheng just looks at her quietly.

When he took her hand and announced to the media, to the camera, to the fans that this was my girlfriend.

The heart is not afraid, but magnanimous.

He held her hand, as if for a lifetime.

But now the woman said, we are not real lovers.

So, this woman just

Yes.

It's his own passion.

"Eat."

He said in a cold voice, his gentle smile frozen.

Fang Yuan was stunned.

He's angry, isn't he?

I'm really angry.

Why should such a man care if he is angry.

It's just a guy who plays with women!

Fang Yuan, please be more aggressive!

Don't be led by the nose by this man again.

A good temper doesn't mean you can't even say no words.

"I don't eat."

Fang Yuan refused in a low voice.

She's not in the mood.

"It seems that you enjoy my feeding at all."

Then he bent down and would kiss his round lips.

Fang Yuan, like a frightened rabbit, jumped up from the chair.

Back in panic.

"No, no, no, no, it's not..."

She panicked, like a steel needle stabbed into Mo Jincheng's chest.

I'm crazy about him.

She is probably the only one in the world.

Good.

Good.

Square and round.

Good, really good.

He clenched his hands.

Resist the inner impulse to death.

Turn around and go.

He didn't know what impulsive things he would do if he stayed on.

Great!

Great!

His self-sustaining endurance was nothing in front of her.

Oh.

That's funny.

The lake looks calm.

But no one knows how rough the bottom of the lake is.

Fang Yuan stood in the center of the vortex, feeling the typhoon of magnitude 8 blowing over him.

It took her whole heart away.

However, the lake was still quiet, as if nothing had happened.

How can people who are not at the bottom of the lake know the life at the bottom of the lake?

Yes, in this world, who cares about her.

But it's all wishful thinking.

In the emotion, who first moved the true feeling, must be willing to accept defeat.

Isn't it?

Li Meng stood at the door and came in for a long time.

Looking at the opened box on the table, he asked in a low voice, "Miss Fang, are you still eating?"

It seems cold.

Fang Yuan shakes his head and has no appetite at all.

I can't eat it at all.

Li Meng took a look at the package: "it's a good cousin's porridge. It's a waste."

Fang Yuan's head turned to Li Meng: "please pour it for me, thank you."

The air, full of his taste.

It's sentimental.

And it's disturbing.

Li Meng nodded and said, "OK."

Then he picked up the bowl and began to clean up the table.It was fine just now.

What's going on?

Li Meng knows that she is not qualified to ask, so she just deals with everything quietly.

Then silently looking at the square sitting in the sun.

Before Mr. Mo came back, she asked her where the window was.

Li Meng told her the location by the window.

Fang Yuan said, "well, I know where it is. The sunshine is very good. Can you help me to get some sunshine there?"

Li Meng helped her to the window sill.

However, rather than basking in the sun, I'm actually waiting for Mr. Mo to come back.

Actually, Miss Fang Yuan likes Mr. mo.

There are three things in this world, no matter how you cover them up, you can't cover them up.

Poverty, cough, and love.

Although Miss Fang's eyes can't see any more, her every movement, every expression and even the radian of her eyebrows are all due to Mr. mo.

So, we have to wait in the sun.

Waiting for the person to come.

Is that right?

Li Meng was thinking seriously when there was a clear knock on the door.

She turned her head and saw a face as beautiful as a splash ink painting.

For the first time, I thought it was an illusion.

Look at the past, but was the other side of the direct cold can not escape.

I'm looking away.

"What's the matter?"

Fang Yuan also felt a chill behind him.

And this cold, familiar.

It seems to have met somewhere.

"Miss Fang, it seems that your friend has come to see you."

Li Meng is really not sure whether he is a friend or not.

Because, for the first time, she saw each other looking at patients, holding a basket

I don't know what the hell it is.

Moreover, everyone's face seems to have written, go away I am not good stubble these words.

Ha ha.

It's really

It's really a look at the patient.

"Woman, are you blind?" Gong Heng pursed his lips and asked impolitely, looking at the square in the sun.

Fang Yuan was stunned.

That sounds familiar.

However, I really can't remember where I met.

"Hello, who are you, please?"

Fang Yuan asked carefully.

I can't find the other person's information in my mind.

I just feel familiar.

Just don't know who they are.

The bodyguard with a box of porridge almost vomited blood.

This is the first time that someone has asked who Gong Heng belongs to.

Who is this girl?

Heya also looked surprised.

Does this woman really don't know Mr. Gong, or does she pretend?

If you really don't know me, I shouldn't.

Last time Mr. Gong failed to help her, and later he did it. She should be impressed.

If it's fake, she can't see any trace of performance.

Is it too high or

He Ya looks anxiously at Gong Heng.

Sure enough, Gong Heng's lips sparked a sneer.

Long fingers curled together and clenched into fists.

Thin lips gently open, coldly asked: "you really don't know me?"

Good job. I forgot all about him in just a few minutes.