Mo Qiuxi's throat is still dry, as if smoking, just like being burned by fire.

Just now, we are all in a great mood. We can imagine the fire.

But this kind of exciting sunshine is actually what Mo Qiuxi likes.

This kind of feeling, just let her have a kind of Wen Qingzhu is care about her.

Because she also understands that if a gentle person like Wen Qingzhu loses control, it is because he is willing to do so.

She even wondered if she was important to him?

Is he ruthless to her?

In such a state of mind, Mo Qiu Xi did not carefully look at the mobile phone, just picked up, "Hello!"

This kind of dry mute voice, with a unique feeling, is the voice after clearing.

Leng Wanqing naturally knows this. When she hears such a voice, she can't bear to be jealous.

She always thought that Wen Qingzhu was her.

But what does Mo Qiuxi show? In broad daylight, they just

When she fell in love with Wen Qingzhu, she knew Wen Qingzhu. He was a man of absolute self-discipline and strict with himself.

It's not his style to do that kind of thing in broad daylight.

Leng Wanqing feels pain in her heart. She can't breathe when it hurts. She has to crush her cell phone when she is jealous.

Good a Mo Qiu Xi, really can act, deliberately seduce Wen Qingzhu.

Leng Wanqing's eyes are distorted by jealousy.

She even can't help but scold, scold Mo Qiu Xi shameless.

She has learned to swear these years, but Wen Qingzhu won't know it.

She knew that at this time, Wen Qingzhu must be beside Mo Qiuxi. She let herself spend a lot of reason to control her mood and hang up her mobile phone.

Mo Qiu Xi is waiting to listen to each other's voice, but there is no voice for a long time. She frowns and puts her mobile phone in front of her body. She looks puzzled. "What's the matter?"

"I don't know. It's a strange call. After I got through, I hung up."

This meeting Mo Qiu Xi is still immersed in the just excited fine, some did not return to God, naturally did not think about anything.

And Wen Qingzhu took it to have a look. When he saw the familiar number, his whole body seemed to be poured with cold water, and his whole body cooled down. He looks a little condensation, this number, he remembers, once back in the mind of the number, cold euphemism.

Unexpectedly, she hasn't changed her cell phone number.

But why did she call Qiuxi?

Wen Qingzhu was very unhappy because of his cold and gentle move.

Mo Qiu Xi this meeting calmed just breathing, oneself propped up to sit up, looking at Wen Qingzhu not very good face, ask a way: "how?"

Wen Qingzhu touched Momo Qiuxi's hair, "it's OK, don't pick up the strange number in the future, you know?"

Mo autumn cherish this meeting in the mind a flash of light, she guessed who may be the phone, is cold euphemism.

Maybe except for her, no stranger will call her at this time.

And looking at Wen Qingzhu's reaction, she thinks her guess is right.

Mo Qiuxi even thinks that Leng Wanqing may not be an easy person to deal with.

She really had better not meet her and answer strange phone calls.

Mo Qiu Xi nodded, "OK."

One afternoon, because of Mo Qiuxi's initiative and dependence from time to time, the relationship between her and Wen Qingzhu was drawn closer, as if they had crossed a big piece all at once, and their hearts seemed to be close to each other.