Chapter 832

"So..."

"Don't go in a hurry. Come in and help me persuade him. It's burning to 40 degrees. "

“…… What is the use of my advice? " Besides, what qualification does she have to persuade? Isn't Wenxin already in?

"It's only useful if you advise him. I heard from Jian Qing that last time you told him not to kill people, he stopped. This injection, he must also listen to you

"I'm not going. I'm sure you can handle it yourself."

"Then you overestimate us." Tang and Song said: "Tang Jue is as stubborn as steel. If we had a way, we wouldn't let him burn to this point. "

Qiqi stood at the door with his mobile phone in his hand, pondering for a long time, but in the end, he only said that he could do nothing. He hung up on the excuse that the car arrived.

Tang and song listen to the phone that "Dudu" sound, in the heart for their own wail. What a mess! His lab is gone! Not even the bedroom!

Thinking of this, some impatient roared downstairs, "brother, you are really too unattractive! She doesn't care if you live or die. She doesn't want to come back. "

Tang Jue didn't know what tricks Tang and song used, but he had some expectations downstairs. When he heard this, he looked dark.

Lift off the thin blanket, get up with a stiff face and go back upstairs.

"Little Lord, here comes the guest."

I'll be in the Butler's room right now. Tang Jue's step stops, is she coming back?

But the next moment

See the figure, let him collect the eye light.

"How is it you?"

"Are you waiting for someone else?" Wen Xin was asked a little inexplicable.

Tang Jue shook his head, "No. Why are you here? "

"I've been calling you these two days and you haven't listened, so I'll go to Jianqing. She said, "you're sick.". I'm not sure. I want to see it. "

Tang Jue has an impulse to throw Jian Qing out.

"I've seen it. Go back early." Tang Jue returned lazily, and his attitude was even more dispirited.

Turn around, ready to go upstairs, Wenxin catch up, "I accompany you upstairs."

Qiqi stood outside the door.

A taxi. It's coming. She opened the door, but her mind constantly came up with the picture of Tang Jue leaning on the sofa.

He did have a bad burn.

If you don't have an injection, I'm afraid

Is he afraid of injections?

She doubted. However, Tang and song had no reason to cheat her.

But can he listen to what he says? If you want to listen to Wen Xin, you should listen to him.

All kinds of thoughts came out of Qiqi's mind.

"Miss, do you want to go? If you don't, I'll go." The taxi driver was impatient to wait and urged her.

She looked back and closed the door. "I'm sorry, I'll leave later."

After that, she sighed. Turn back. I dare not to think about the reason why I turn back now.

Since she did not dare to think, she did not want to.

Qiqi went in and went directly to the hall without waiting for the housekeeper's notice. She went in and stopped. In the hall, Wen Xin is holding Tang Jue's arm. They seem to be going upstairs. They are very intimate.

She looked for a moment, nothing said, gently pursed her lips, turned away.

She thought she was ridiculous. Knowing that his girlfriend is here, he even comes back to persuade him to have an injection. This is really stupid, and there is a bit of excessive self-esteem.

She was introspecting herself all the way. The more she thought about it, the more stuffy and uncomfortable she felt.

Tang Jue was not in the mood to entertain Wen Xin. She took her arm out of her hand and told the housekeeper to see her off.

Warm heart full of loss.

Tang Jue refused people, light, but particularly ruthless. However, in this way, it can make people unable to stop, let people flocking.

Some people are poison. It's contaminated. It's fatal. I can't get rid of it.

When the housekeeper came in and asked Wen Xin to go out, he said intentionally or unintentionally: "little Lord, Miss Qi has just returned for a while, but I think she has gone again."

Tang Jue steps upstairs, looking back at the housekeeper, "seven seven?"

"Well."

Tang Jue lifted the thin curtain and looked out. There, there is no trace of her.

With his thin lips pressed, he pulled out his cell phone from the coffee table and dialed a phone.

When the mobile phone rings, Qiqi has already got into the taxi.

She looked at the number on it. She did not save this string of numbers, but Tang Jue's number is distinctive and easy to remember. She had seen it before, but now she remembered it.

She cast her eyes out of the window and did not listen.

But the phone keeps ringing.

FinallyShe attached her cell phone to her ear.

Before she opened her mouth, Tang Jue's voice came from there, "did you come back just now?"

“…… Well. "

"To me?"

“…… No

“……” He was silent for a moment and then asked, "what do you do?"

“……” Qiqi looked out of the window, and almost immediately gave himself a reason that sounded perfect, "I want to find your girlfriend, Miss Wenxin. Our magazine has a theme of Goddess recently, so I want to invite her... "

Seven seven words, here, suddenly stop.

Because, opposite, Tang Jue already hung up the telephone decisively, did not have a redundant word.

Qi Qi Zheng Zheng Zheng, sighed, put the mobile phone back.

When Qiqi got home, it was lunch time. As soon as she took the key to open the door, she heard a warm voice.

"Qiqi, come back?" It's Mo Xun's mother, Wu Songling. Now busy in the kitchen, probe out to say hello to her.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Qiqi responds and sees that Mo Xun is also there.

"Didn't you go to the company today?"

Mo Xun had a strange light on his face, and his voice was low, "I was carried back by my mother."

"Nothing?" Qiqi also lowered the volume.

"You'll find out in a minute."

Qi Qi is full of curiosity.

Put down the bag and turn into the kitchen. Seeing her coming in, Wu Songling said, "go out quickly. Mo Xun, what are you standing for? Help Qiqi out. Mom, you twisted your foot two days ago. This kid just can't take care of people and even let you go shopping in the supermarket. "

"I didn't go to the supermarket today. I'm busy." Seven seven back a sentence. Mo Xun quickly came in, when 24 filial piety husband helped Qi Qi out.

"What's mom cooking?" Qi Qi asked Mo Xun. The smell of the house.

"Tonic soup."

"Well?"

Just wanted to ask, Wu Songling had already come out with two big pots. Qi Qi wanted to help, but Mo Xun stopped him, "if you want to go again, my mother has to scold me. I'll just go and help. You sit down. "

Qi Qi sat down at the table, Mo Xun was very attentive in setting the dishes, Wu Songling was preparing the dishes.

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