Chapter 1222

It's scary, isn't it incredible

that time, she installed an eavesdropper in the box, so she listened to the conversation between them clearly

it's hard to be true. It's Rong Hua's psychological problems and her father's failure to respond, so she has a bad idea. She not only binds him, but also breaks his leg, making him inseparable from the villa. Seeing that things are about to come to light, she simply kills him, and then asks Qin Tianen to take the blame

Mo Zitong thinks that his analysis is reasonable and in line with the current situation

"well, I see. You can go. " Rong Si takes a good look at the mobile phone, and then hands it back to Jiang Yang, saying leisurely

his tone didn't have any ups and downs, and he said it calmly. Seeing this picture, he didn't feel surprised, as if the result was within his expectation

Rong Si glanced at him coldly and didn't answer his question. He looked like he was ignoring him directly

"how do I feel like I've done something useless?" Jiang Yang touched his nose and said with a withered face

Mo Zitong looks at him mysteriously with a smile on her lips. Just as she is about to speak, her mobile phone rings. The call is from Yang Lihe

"Hello, Lihe." Mo Zitong answers the phone

"baby, you call Jiang and ask him if he wants to have a wife to be. If you want to, let him come to my house and take his wife to be Yang Lihe's smiling and joyful voice came from his ear

in her tone, there was a touch of inconspicuous coyness. Although she denied it, anyone could tell that she was saying something ironic

women like to talk backwards. Regardless of age, in the face of the men on the eye, are not selective

obviously, Qi jingcan has a crush on Jiang Yang

Mo Zitong's eyes fell on Jiang Yang's face, and the smile on his lips curled up. He looked like he was in a strange mood, and he felt like he had goose bumps all over his body

Jiang Yang can't help but poke his arm, which makes his scalp feel numb and swollen

"well, sister-in-law, why are you... Looking at me like this? It's strange

"ah, it's a coincidence that he's at your house!" When Yang Lihe heard Jiang Yang's voice, his tone was more charming and intriguing, almost showing a touch of teasing and teasing

"well," Mo Zitong nodded and continued to look at Jiang Yang in a strange way. Then he hung up the phone and said in a strange way, "your wife is at Lihe's house. Don't you go and take people away?"

after listening to the word "wife", Jiang Yang jumped up from the sofa and looked at Mo Zitong nervously and flustered. His voice stuttered, "you... You... You... I... I... Where did I get my wife. I have nothing to do with Qi jingcan. It's all... My little aunt's big mouth

"didn't you ask me to find a way for you to solve the problem that you were forced to work in the hospital? Isn't this an opportunity? Why do you want to push this opportunity away? " Mo Zi Tong looked at him with a smile and said slowly

"what?" Jiang Yang looks at her with a puzzled face, and obviously doesn't understand what she means by saying this

is it hard for her to mean that Qi jingcan should handle it

Mo Zi Tong gave a mysterious smile and said in a slow voice, "isn't this the person who has to tie the bell to solve the problem? It's because of Jing can. Naturally, it's up to her to solve it! As long as you have a way to make her admit the relationship with you, and then let her tell your mother and your little aunt, I promise your grandfather will never force you down Liangshan again. You will be free after that! However, it depends on your own ability and sincerity to ask Jing can to agree. Well, I should tell you...

"whoosh!"

before Mo Zitong's words were finished, Jiang Yang ran away with a gust of wind

how anxious we have to be to solve the problem of being forced to go to Liangshan

Mo Zitong looks at Jiang Yang, who has disappeared in their sight. He shakes his head helplessly, with a faint smile on his lips

"Mrs. Rong, more and more things are in charge now. Don't you feel tired?" Rong Si's voice sounded in his ears, with a strong taste of spoiling

Mo Zitong turned his eyes and looked at him with a smile. He put his hands on his neck and looked at him like a flower. "Young master Rong, are you protesting?"

he let her hang most of his strength on himself, put one hand around her waist, and with the other hand bent his fingers to scrape off the tip of her nose, he said in a harmonious voice, "is my protest useful?"She grinned, as bright and gorgeous as a blooming flower, and exhaled to him like a orchid, "of course it's useless."

Warm with his familiar breath spray on his face, into his nose and mouth, give him a kind of inexplicable palpitation.

That pair of talking scissors cut autumn pupil, like a pearl in general, a flash of coagulation with him.

In her eyes, he saw himself clearly.

Similarly, in his eyes, she also saw two small themselves.

At the moment, each other's eyes can only see each other.

Each other's breath is sprayed on each other's faces, with a familiar and attached taste.

Her hands around his neck, her fingers intentionally or unintentionally on his back neck point circle, seems to be deliberately picking him.

Rong Si's eyebrows sank for a while, the dark and turbid eyes turned, and the breath sprayed on her face was even more hot.

Even breathing is also a little heavy, the pupil is flashing a cluster of blazing fire, surrounded her whole person.

Her face slowly become scarlet, can't help in his lips pursed a circle.

This action is like a magic spell, straight will allow four whole people to circle in.

He leaned his lips up.

Then I felt a heavy kick in my stomach.