Chapter 22

"May I have a lift, sir?"

The voice of whine is very pleasant. Mo Jinhuan looks up and looks at the woman with perfect makeup and delicate face. Her upper circumference is very objective. In the cold weather, her long legs are exposed.

Woman, there are so obvious things in her eyes, greed, material

Mo Jinhuan hooked his mouth and smiled, "yes! Come on up. "

The woman happily opened the door and sat up, looking at Mo Jinxuan, and Mo Jinxuan also looked at her.

The woman did not speak, Mo Jinhuan or asked with a smile, "where are you going?"

"Well Where are you going? "

Mo Jinxuan laughs, "if you don't give me an address, how can you hitchhike? Tell me the address quickly. I'll send you there as soon as possible. I have to return the car to my boss when I get back. "

"Ah?" When the beauty's face changed, she looked at Mo Jin Xuan again, and suddenly she scolded, "crazy, I'm wasting my feelings by loading money here."

The woman quickly opened the door and got off, swaying away.

Mo Jinhuan smiled coldly, started to drive and left with a roar.

Look, he doesn't have money from his parents. He's a car. He's nothing.

Mucheng didn't go to school and the counselor didn't call her. She asked her teacher Huihui. Even when she called in class, the teacher missed her and knew she had asked for leave.

I think it's Lu Jinting who doesn't know how to arrange it. Anyway, she doesn't have to worry about absenteeism.

In this way, although it's still the feeling of being imprisoned, but Mr. song can meet but can't ask for it.

She made a profit.

These days, she didn't quarrel with Lu Jinting any more, or try to make him free. Anyway, her legs are really inconvenient now. He won't do anything to himself. At most, he sometimes kisses her too much or asks her to help him. But fortunately, she is bitten by a dog if she hasn't done it completely.

Until her legs are really good, she will be alert, or really leave here.

Mucheng can't make trouble for himself now. It's the most important thing to have a class and not to go to school.

Today, after seeing off Mr. Song, I will nest in my desk and draw illustrations.

This means that she has a hobby, and her level is not bad.

The mobile phone is on the side, her eyes are still staring at the painting, and she doesn't look at the mobile phone either. Open it and answer it.

"Clear."

Mucheng hears this sound, the pen on her hand is crooked for a while, she is impatient to throw away the pen, have no good gas, say to the person over the phone, "what's up?"

"Chengcheng, how are you recently?"

"No better. Don't talk nonsense. I'll hang up if it's OK. "

"Chengcheng......" The man quickly explained, "is the school going to be off soon? Do you come back? I want to go - "

" you stop. " Mucheng directly interrupts the man's words, "I know what you want, but it's impossible. You know that even if she is dead, she doesn't want to see you. So don't count on it. I won't agree. And I'm not going back. That's it. "

Mucheng doesn't want to say another word over there. He hangs up the phone directly and approaches himself to the chair. His eyes are wooden. He stares at the void a little more. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

She was like this for a long time.

Until Lu Jinting came back, into her study room, watching the little girl sitting in a daze, but the whole body seems to be covered with a low breath.

In the line of sight, a handsome face suddenly appeared in front of him. Mucheng was frightened and immediately retreated reflexively.

However, maybe she didn't master it well and only listened to "pa".

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Mucheng stares at Lu Jinting, whose face is as cold as ice. Her eyes are black. When she looks at her, they pierce her whole body like ice blades.

"I, I Not on purpose You are Scared... "

Sobbing, she didn't mean it.

She was afraid. She doubted whether she would be thrown down from such a high building by Lu Jinting for a while.

Is her twenty-year-old life going to die?

Why does god treat her like this? She hasn't lived long enough.

Mucheng's heart howled and his own death methods were presented in his mind. Suddenly, Lu Jinting pinched his chin and gave him cold black eyes.

"Only one sentence was unintentional?"

"Ah I'm sorry Mucheng apologizes for her grievance.

"Ah..." Lu Jinting sneers, "not enough!"

Mucheng immediately covered his chest with fear, "I don't want to die!"Lu Jintang silent, and then raised a very cold smile, "want to die, very easy!"