Chapter 1272： Uncle, we don't make an appointment, we don't make an appointment at 28.31

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I couldn't breathe, and it was retaken like this again.

Mu Yifan rolled his eyes immediately.

fainted.

Luo Mio jumped away immediately, as if frightened.

Hold Mu Zheng's hand.

The complexion is a little white.

"Azheng, my son will be fine, I..."

"Don't worry, it's fine." Mu Zheng touched his hand and comforted him.

The doctor just came in.

Mu Zheng immediately grabbed his shoulders and led him out of the hospital forcefully.

I don't want him to pay more attention to Mu Yifan.

The group of people who were here before, you look at me and I look at you.

look at each other.

This...

After Luo Mio and Mu Zheng walked out of the hospital, they turned sideways and separated from each other.

Dressed up elegantly.

He smiled lightly at the man beside him and put his hands in his pockets.

"Uncle, goodbye."

Mu Zheng frowned.

A bit unresponsive.

But subconsciously grabbed him.

Suppressed tone: "Where is Xiao Mio going?"

Luo Mio tilted her head and said with a look of course.

"Of course I'm going home. Uncle's question is really strange."

Mu Zheng suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, "I'll take you home."

"NONONO, I'll just go home by myself, don't bother uncle."

Luo Mio stretched out his finger and shook it.

The tone was light and bright.

"Don't worry, it's normal for me to send my lover back."

Mu Zheng's heart was strange and heavier.

Step by step without a trace.

Luo Mio narrowed her eyes.

"Uncle, we don't make an appointment, we really don't make an appointment, I'm still underage."

Mu Zheng narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He found the problem.

He pressed a hand on the person's shoulder and laughed softly.

"Little guy, you want to go back after accepting my ten million betrothal gift? I never make a loss-making business."

!

Luo Mio's expression changed.

Stare at the person in front of you.

What about the cold and domineering president?

This is a bit of a black feeling, what's going on?

"Good, I'll take you to dinner."

Seeing that Mu Zheng was surprised by his reaction, a gloom flashed in his eyes.

imprison people.

stuffed into the car.

.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Luo Mio held his head and sighed.

"Male God, what's wrong with you?"

The girl in front asked worriedly.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, he turned around suddenly, "Male God, are you because of the transfer student?"

The critical time of high school.

A transfer student came to class A.

The transfer student is also very popular.

Also looks very handsome.

It can be said that it attracted all the attention of the students.

That's why the girl thought that Luo Mio sighed because she felt that she had been robbed of her limelight.

However, Luo Miao was a little confused.

"Transfer student?"

Did the little one come?

-_-||Being messed with by Mu Zheng these days, I don't have time to pay attention to school affairs.

"Male god, you don't know."

The girl was surprised.

Luo Mio shook his head and pressed his eyebrows.

"I've been reviewing for a while now, and I'm about to do the second model. There are a lot of courses left before."

The girl instantly looked at Luo Mio with admiration.

"Male god, why are you so good."

"You are also very good, believe in yourself." Luo Mio replied with a slight smile, her eyes warm.

The young man smiled warmly and cleanly.

Years later, it is still in the hearts of girls.

"Tell me about transfer students."

Qing Lingling's voice recalled the girl's soul, and quickly blushed.

"Ah, transfer student, it's actually nothing... ah, right! Young Master Mu is chasing him."

The girl suddenly exclaimed.

Luo Mio raised an eyebrow.

He's that good~ son, have you started causing trouble again?

The contemplative Luo Mio didn't notice.

A pair of eyes full of hatred at the door.

He was pointing his phone at the two of them.

Took a few quick shots.

After two minutes.

Mu Zheng received an anonymous text message.