Chapter 433
Being said by Gao Leng, Mo lengqing suddenly feels that his fear and fear before all seem very funny.
Yeah, what's to be afraid of?
What is more exciting than having been apart for so many years, thinking that there is no way to meet again, but meeting again?
"Ding!"
there was a clear sound in the elevator, and the silver elevator door vivika stopped twice, and the two doors slowly retracted towards both sides.
The next second, the elevator door is completely opened.
Mo Leng Qing took a deep breath and walked out with his feet in polished black shoes.
"I said Mu Yichen, are you finished?"
A rather impatient female voice, along the hotel corridor wide open glass window blowing in the wind, slowly fluttered to the cold ears.
This sound is Luo Luo's.
But, she just said that name - Mu Yichen?
Mo lengqing's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled high. He quickened his pace and strided toward the direction of the sound.
As soon as I got to the corner not far from the elevator door, I saw a young man and woman standing on the spacious and empty corridor on the 14th floor of the Los Angeles hotel.
The man is wearing a red suit. His hair is about greased and looks smooth. At the moment, he is holding a woman's hand, grasping the dead, how are not willing to release the mouth, a mouth has been open and close, do not know what to say.
The woman standing opposite him turned her back to Mo lengqing and Gao Leng. She couldn't see her face, but Mo lengqing recognized it at a glance - it was Luo Luo, or Ye Ling.
Mo Leng Qing stares at Luo Luo's back, his heart twitches. At the place where he could walk a few steps away, there stood the man he was yearning for.
Luo Luo is no longer in a silly state, and his dressing style has changed greatly.
This change makes Mo lengqing feel strange and familiar.
Strange is such Luo Luo, not the naive and ignorant Luo Luo in his memory, who calls him "naogong" every day, but familiar is that such Luo Luo is gradually overlapping with the shadow of Ye Ling in his memory.
"I told you to let go of me, are you bored or not?" Luo Luo didn't know, just at the corner of the corridor, someone was quietly watching himself.
At the moment of her, full attention is put in front of this, constantly pestering, again like a pair of dog skin plaster, sticky up Mu Yichen.
It was this day that I met him, and then I was kicked by myself. The man I couldn't avoid actually came up again.
So, how did he find it?
Mu Yichen didn't seem to see the impatience on Luo Luo's face at all. He still held her hands and continued to hold his own affectionate money. The unforgettable old love: "Luo Luo, don't be so unfeeling to me, OK? I know you still have feelings for me. "
With you, Luo Luo's eyebrows jump again. He feels that his hands are itchy and wants to beat Mu Yichen again.
This man is really too much to beat.
But now we really can't do it casually.
Luo Luo took a deep breath and decided to reason with him: "no, what makes you so persistent that I still remember you?".
Yeah, what's to be afraid of?
What is more exciting than having been apart for so many years, thinking that there is no way to meet again, but meeting again?
"Ding!"
there was a clear sound in the elevator, and the silver elevator door vivika stopped twice, and the two doors slowly retracted towards both sides.
The next second, the elevator door is completely opened.
Mo Leng Qing took a deep breath and walked out with his feet in polished black shoes.
"I said Mu Yichen, are you finished?"
A rather impatient female voice, along the hotel corridor wide open glass window blowing in the wind, slowly fluttered to the cold ears.
This sound is Luo Luo's.
But, she just said that name - Mu Yichen?
Mo lengqing's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled high. He quickened his pace and strided toward the direction of the sound.
As soon as I got to the corner not far from the elevator door, I saw a young man and woman standing on the spacious and empty corridor on the 14th floor of the Los Angeles hotel.
The man is wearing a red suit. His hair is about greased and looks smooth. At the moment, he is holding a woman's hand, grasping the dead, how are not willing to release the mouth, a mouth has been open and close, do not know what to say.
The woman standing opposite him turned her back to Mo lengqing and Gao Leng. She couldn't see her face, but Mo lengqing recognized it at a glance - it was Luo Luo, or Ye Ling.
Mo Leng Qing stares at Luo Luo's back, his heart twitches. At the place where he could walk a few steps away, there stood the man he was yearning for.
Luo Luo is no longer in a silly state, and his dressing style has changed greatly.
This change makes Mo lengqing feel strange and familiar.
Strange is such Luo Luo, not the naive and ignorant Luo Luo in his memory, who calls him "naogong" every day, but familiar is that such Luo Luo is gradually overlapping with the shadow of Ye Ling in his memory.
"I told you to let go of me, are you bored or not?" Luo Luo didn't know, just at the corner of the corridor, someone was quietly watching himself.
At the moment of her, full attention is put in front of this, constantly pestering, again like a pair of dog skin plaster, sticky up Mu Yichen.
It was this day that I met him, and then I was kicked by myself. The man I couldn't avoid actually came up again.
So, how did he find it?
Mu Yichen didn't seem to see the impatience on Luo Luo's face at all. He still held her hands and continued to hold his own affectionate money. The unforgettable old love: "Luo Luo, don't be so unfeeling to me, OK? I know you still have feelings for me. "
With you, Luo Luo's eyebrows jump again. He feels that his hands are itchy and wants to beat Mu Yichen again.
This man is really too much to beat.
But now we really can't do it casually.
Luo Luo took a deep breath and decided to reason with him: "no, what makes you so persistent that I still remember you?".