Chapter 1500

She intentionally or unintentionally evaded the topic, face to one side, obviously avoiding his eyes of inquiry.

Rao is himself. I don't know why I had such an impulsive dispute with Charlotte just now.

As a matter of fact, Charlotte is not an aristocrat she can afford to offend.

However, she couldn't look down at the way she was entangled with him.

It's disgusting.

So, there is a just so out.

Seeing that she was timid in her eyes, mu Yazhe bent down a little displeased, pecked at the corner of her lips, biting her gently, as if he was threatening and luring her.

"Say."

The tone is domineering and irresistible.

He was eager to hear the answer from her.

Between them, she has been in an ambiguous attitude, and seldom expressed her feelings to him directly.

Just now, it is the most powerful side of her history.

But for him.

This cognition made him feel complacent.

It seems that for a long time, the weak and boneless woman would one day stretch out her sharp claws and teeth for her.

It made him a little ecstatic.

Yunshishi pushes him: "Hey, you Don't do that. It's still in the meeting. "

"Answer my question."

However, muyazhe is extremely headstrong and domineering, which cannot be avoided by her.

Cloud poetry hangs its face.

In this ambiguous moment, the mobile phone ring does not ring in time.

The bell is from muyazhe.

He seemed to be indifferent to the loud ringing tone, but he was also a little upset by the untimely disturbance.

Yunshishi said, "your mobile phone rings."

"Leave it alone!"

"Hello Take care of it somehow! If anything, what's important! "

Cloud poetry is serious.

Because of her, he picked up his mobile phone and glanced at the screen, but saw that the phone was called by Mu Yichen. His face relaxed a little and he picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Daddy!"

This call, the voice of the little guy is particularly excited and loud. "Daddy! I saw mommy on TV. "

A word with no head and no tail, however, makes Moya zhe frown.

"TV?"

"Mm-hmm! Mira fashion week. "

"Moyichen, you idiot, it's Milan fashion week, not Mila!"

Not far away from one side, came the sound of youyou's serious correction.

"OK! It's Milan fashion week. Mommy is wearing a beautiful skirt! It's so beautiful, just like a fairy! "

Xiaoyi Chen said excitedly. For a moment, his voice was inexplicably aggrieved: "it's a pity! I didn't see it with my own eyes! I can only watch Mommy on TV. "

Mu Yazhe: "..."

Yun Shishi hears Xiaoyi Chen's voice vaguely, but she can't hear clearly on the phone. Xiaoyi Chen is talking, and she stares at mu Yazhe's expression.

"Little fool, haven't you slept yet?" said muyazhe

"Daddy, you are stupid! We have afternoon here. "

Little Yi Chen hums.

Muyazhe is in a cold sweat.

He forgot that Kyoto and Milan have time difference.

Milan is at 9 p.m. now. It's about 2 p.m. in the capital.

"Daddy, I miss mommy so much! When will mummy come back... "

The voice of moyichen was feeble, but it was inexplicable, as if he was about to cry.

"I want to hear Mommy tell a story, I want mommy hug, I want mommy kiss I haven't seen a living mommy for a long time... "