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After the spine of a thin layer of cold sweat, Muqiqi picked up the painting and ran downstairs.

No, she's going back to make it clear to the owner of the bar.

I went downstairs in a hurry, but I was stopped by the people who were eating breakfast slowly in the restaurant.

"What are you doing?"

This time, flustered Mu Qiqi stopped and looked at Mo yanjue weakly.

Little heart is beating the drum. I didn't do anything too much last night. Come on?

For example, vomit his whole body with such disgusting things ·

Her wishful thinking, someone in front of the restaurant has stood up and walked towards her.

Feel the strong gas field approaching, Muqi pursed lips, heartbeat like thunder.

But to her surprise, why didn't the man just stare at her without saying a word?

Following the man's eyes, she looked at her bare feet, and immediately understood why his calm face was.

"I... I'm going to wear it now!" Then he turned and ran upstairs.

Looking at her frightened little rabbit, the people standing on the stairs couldn't help but hook up the corners of their mouths.

After that, Muqiqi had already finished the grooming and changed into simple jeans, white T-shirt and backpack. He still held the painting in his hand.

When she was washing upstairs just now, she remembered that it was Saturday and she didn't go to work, so she had more time to go to the bar and ask questions about the painting.

"Going out?" At this time, the financial daily, sitting in the sofa, has no one.

Muqiqi small heart thump for a moment, then some embarrassed asked: "yesterday was you to pick me up?"

"Well!" Someone looks the same, but his heart is full of flowers.

"Do you know how this painting came about? Did I get it? " The more inquisitive, the more empty she was. She couldn't remember what happened last night. This feeling is really powerless.

You got it?

Someone's face can hardly hold.

Her brain hole is really big enough to rob with her little skill and not be beaten to death by others?

Continue to face, light way: "Hmmm!"

Mu Qiqi's face full of expectation Shua changed.

It's over. She's dead. She really snatched it back. Maybe the police will come to the door soon.

Look a flustered, she ran downstairs in a hurry, "I want to go out for a while."

As soon as she ran to the living room, she was stopped by someone, put his big hand around her waist, and asked in a low voice, "what are you doing?"

"I'm going to give this painting back to someone else, and I need to ask something clearly..." Mu Qiqi's eyes drooped and her eyes fell on the collar of his white shirt. I'm afraid only she can hear the small voice.

"What do you tell people?"

A strong pressure magnetized around Muqi, she wanted to move but did not dare to move.

She could make up for the humiliating picture she had made last night when she robbed the painting. Her face turned red in an instant and was really asked by the man.

Where is she? How can she explain it to the barman?

Looking at her embarrassed expression, Mo yanjue's smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper, almost laughing.

Mu Qiqi felt strange, suddenly raised his head to see him, delicate eyebrows twisted up, unhappy way: "what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing!" Mo Yan Jue instantly took back the smile on his face, and then coolly said, "go up and change clothes. You said you would like to invite me to dinner today."

Word front turn so fast, Mu Qiqi a little did not respond to come over, "I... I still have something to do."

Someone didn't speak, just picked her up, turned around and went upstairs.

Mu Qiqi scared of Huarong, quickly grabbed his sleeve, "I really have something, shall we tomorrow?"

"Are you really stupid or fake fool, if you really snatch it back, you can sleep safely until dawn?"

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