His wife is a little loud.

It seems that the relationship between them is so close.

Cheng Anning shakes and stands outside the window without expression. He doesn't give him any response.

Mo Yu didn't seem to have much patience with her, and didn't wait for her. He tied his seat belt, started the car and wanted to leave.

Cheng Anning stops in front of him and reminds him in a cold voice, "this is my car!"

"What's the difference?" Mo Yu's driving action gave her a light look.

Cheng Anning wanted him to drive his own car, but she couldn't say such childish words because she was an adult.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that she is eating the vinegar of Fangchi Xia, deliberately embarrassing her.

"No difference." Staring at him for a long time, she shriveled her mouth, pulled away the car and sat in the co driver's seat.

Mo Yu slowly starts the car to Luo's home after she fastens her seat belt.

Fang Chi Xia is a talkative person. He has a good relationship with everyone in Jueye. When he is in the car, he has been chatting with Mo Yu.

In fact, Mo Yu is not a man of many words. At least, Cheng Anning has known him for so many years and always thinks so.

However, Xu is driven by Fang Chi Xia. In front of her, he can also talk a lot.

Two people's voices, from the hospital to Luo's home, never stopped.

Cheng Anning was thoroughly aired from beginning to end.

Her eyes turned out of the window, her head against the window glass, and she took a nap, forcing their voices out of her ears.

When did Fangchi Xia get off the bus? She didn't know.

When I woke up, I was already outside the gate of Mo's house.

Mo Yu got out of the car first, opened the door, bent down, as if ready to hold her down.

The arm has already stretched out, but, see suddenly wake up of her, he probably didn't expect, Leng for a few seconds, originally almost touched her waist hand, was rigidly hung down by him.

Bending down, he straightened up his trouser legs as if nothing had happened.

He patted the dust on it, straightened up, and went home in front of him.

Only a word came from behind, "I have something to say to you when I come into the room!"

Cheng Anning was stunned. He didn't understand what he meant.

Mo Yu also does not explain, a few steps back, pull her hand, pull her to go into the room.

After entering the room, she didn't even bother to change her shoes. She dragged her through the hall, upstairs, back to the master bedroom and slammed the door.

"Just say what you have to say." Cheng Anning turns around with a cold face.

"Today's meeting with Chi Xia is a coincidence?" Mo Yu walked towards her step by step and stood in front of her, forcing her eyes to look only at herself.

"Otherwise, what do you think, master Mo?" Cheng Anning picks the tip of his brow and raises a touch of irony on his lips.

Mo Yu arms ring in front of the chest, did not answer her words, just squint quietly staring at her.

His eyes are not as sharp as those of Luo Yibei. It seems that they can tear people apart.

His eyes are clear and cold. If it's a sharp blade, his eyes are like sharp wind. Although it won't make people panic like the former, it still makes Cheng Anning's back cool.

He stared at her for a long time, as if studying the truth of her words.

After a long time, his face suddenly tilted in her direction, fingertips pinched her thin chin.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Anning looks at him with vigilance and leans back.

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