Kuaichuan villains only pet me

Chapter 187, Revenge of the True Daughter

Mo Qiqi was thoughtful, "Is that so..."

Mu Rong thinks the way a woman is thinking is very cute, even though she has a straight face, her cheeks are unconsciously bulging with the rhythm of her breathing, like a little puffer fish that is angry.

It makes people want to poke and poke, thinking this way in their hearts, Mu Rong's hand moves accordingly.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly being pricked by a nail, her thoughts were interrupted, and Mo Qiqi glared at the man.

The other party seemed very calm, and he didn't feel guilty about being caught at all, "It's just to see when you want to get up."

This reason is sufficient.

Mo Qiqi glanced at the wall clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand was ticking towards the Roman numeral IV.

It was indeed time to leave, so Mo Qiqi looked at Mu Rong. Miraculously, Mu Rong understood her eyes immediately.

The back of the ears turned red quietly, and Mo Qiqi narrowed her eyes when she noticed the man's reaction.

After stretching out her arms and wrapping them around the man's neck, she approached the man's shoulders and neck, like a kitten sniffing food, smelling the clean breath on the man's body, and a light sandalwood scent that made people unconsciously calm down. fragrant.

It was this sandalwood that suppressed the murderous factor in Mu Rong's blood, Mo Qiqi had a strong premonition, but right now, filling his stomach is the top priority.

"I didn't have enough for lunch," she said. "Hungry now."

"...I'll take you to eat." Mu Rong's expression was rather helpless. "You get up first?"

There was a talkative tone, but it was a pity that Mo Qiqi didn't buy it.

"You hug me before I get up, otherwise..." The little butt deliberately dawdled twice again, this time with a lot of effort, the anger that the stimulating Mu Rong had finally faded had a faint tendency to rekindle. "Let's just keep spending it. Anyway, I'm a vagrant now, and I have plenty of time."

Seeing Mu Rong come out with Mo Qiqi on his back, Zhu Xu thought his eyes were blurred, he rolled his eyeballs twice, and then rubbed them hard twice.

Then he finally confirmed that his eyes were very good, and Mu Rong was no longer the same as when he was alone with Mo Qiqi in front of people.

Although he was tortured by the toxicity in his body, the man's figure was thinner than that of ordinary men, but Mu Rong himself had a tall frame, a straight figure, and a casual suit, and his posture came out.

Especially when he had a cold face, his dark gray pupils showed no emotion, making that handsome face look like an ice sculpture standing in a severe cold place.

If one ignores the woman on his back, the man who looks like a model, with a dignified and cold temperament, does not lose the tone of the blockbuster advertisement.

"I kept you waiting." Mo Qiqi waved at Zhu Xu. "Thanks for your hard work."

Zhu Xu didn't know what to reply, when Mu Rong's eyes swept over him, his desire to survive made him immediately lower his head.

Just as Mo Qiqi was feeling bored, Mu Rong had already quickened his pace to pass Zhu Xu, and at the same time, revealed a private guest house famous for its desserts.

"To Pinxiang Pavilion."

The Rose Pavilion and the Pinxiang Pavilion are just located on the north and the south of Daqiu Mountain in Huaicheng. Compared with the Rose Pavilion, the Pinxiang Pavilion is the gathering place for the real dignitaries.

There is no deliberate mystery and sophistication, and the appearance is no different from that of ordinary wealthy families, but it is a hidden gathering place for insiders who know the way.

Due to the sweet taste of the owner of Pinxiang Pavilion, dessert chefs from all over the world are recruited here, and it is loved by ladies and ladies. However, Pinxiang Pavilion is not open as a private reception club on weekdays, and it is only open to the public on some special days.

Unlike other visitors, Mu Rong's car drove directly into the main courtyard and stopped in front of the large lawn of the main courtyard.

"Are you hungry? Let Zhu Xu take you to the front yard first, and I will say hello to the old man."

Mu Rong has a relationship with the owner of Pinxiang Pavilion, and Mo Qiqi learned this fact from a few phrases, but her identity is not suitable to be explored for the time being, since Mu Rong did not intend to bring her to meet the other party.

"Okay. Mo Qiqi smiled, wisely, she didn't ask any further questions, but said: "I'll wait for you to come over. "

Mu Rong's eyes were so soft that even he didn't realize it, when Mo Qiqi said to "wait" for him.

"Eat first, I'll be there soon."

Mo Qiqi followed Zhu Xu to the front hall.

The Qingshiban road is endless, the corridors on both sides are quiet in spring, and the small bridges and flowing water shuttle through the elegant garden landscaping between the corridors on both sides.

"There is a private room exclusively for the boss on the second floor, I will take you there directly."

After walking for about 10 minutes, the main house and the front yard were separated by a green bamboo fence. Mo Qiqi heard the noise of people, and said casually, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, just after turning a corner, I heard someone calling me.

"Qiqi?" A familiar voice with an uncertain tone.

Mo Qiqi stopped, turned sideways, and was surprised to see Lin Xiyun and Mo Mingzhu dressed up.

Lin Xiyun looked at her daughter whom she hadn't seen for a long time in surprise. In her expectation, Mo Qiqi shouldn't be living in such a comfortable and nourishing way. Thinking of the scene she saw that day, Lin Xiyun frowned tightly.

On her well-maintained face, fine lines appeared due to this action, showing her old appearance, Mo Qiqi raised her eyebrows with great interest.

The moment Mo Mingzhu saw her, there was a flash of excitement in the eyes of predators when they saw the appearance of prey, excited and impatient.

However, soon, that emotion faded, replaced by vigilance and hesitation.

Mo Qiqi didn't know if Mo Ci had said anything to her later, but one thing that was certain was that Mo Mingzhu seemed to be a little more obedient.

Maybe it was because she felt that the effect of this "suicide" was not good?
Mo Qiqi doesn't quite understand it. Many people in this world can't help themselves. They suffer from mental problems but still try to grab a chance. How come Mo Mingzhu's life becomes a weapon that can be used to manipulate other people's emotions? Chips, like a child's play?
"Why are you here?" With a movement of her lips, Lin Xiyun spoke before Mo Qiqi was about to speak, and then her eyes fell on Zhu Xu who was standing one step behind Mo Qiqi. "Who is this?"

Lin Xiyun's attitude can be called kind, but her eyes don't seem to be facing a person, but a commodity that is up for grabs.

Zhu Xu followed Mu Rong, he had never met any kind of person before, and he was not surprised by Lin Xiyun's snobbery, he lowered his eyelids, and Mo Qiqi didn't intend to explain or introduce him.

Lin Xiyun was a little embarrassed to be ignored by the two of them grandiosely, and his expression naturally faded, "Qiqi, I am your mother."

Lin Xiyun's yin and yang words made Mo Qiqi want to laugh.

So she really laughed too.

"You also know that you are Mo Qiqi's mother?"

This question was asked abruptly, Lin Xiyun didn't realize it for a moment, "What?"

"I moved out for a few days, dear mother?" Mo Qiqi took a step forward. "I don't care about my own daughter, and I still want to bring my goddaughter here for afternoon tea and snacks. You also know that you are my mother... huh?"

Lin Xiyun's pupils suddenly widened.

(End of this chapter)