Naughty Reborn Cute Wife

what?

Who gave you the face?

As a real rebirth version of Ye Ling, Luo Luo didn't want to help her explain. Now she just wants to give her a big mouth to make her sober.

She has been dead for three years, and the white lotus has not forgotten to bind herself to whiten her.

But the white lotus is the white lotus. Under the routine of selling miserably and pitifully, I don't know whether Lin Yurou's deep feeling moved him or mentioned the name of Ye Ling. Mo lengqing's face softened a little, and he didn't have the anger and the heavy cold that burst out from his body just now.

"Take it as an accident."

Half ring, ink cold Qing deep voice opening.

Luo Luo's heart was so cold.

Originally, she wanted to add fuel to the fire, but the word "accident" of Mo Leng Qing made her hot and warm heart as if she had been watered by the ice water in the cold winter.

She shouldn't have had that little hope.

How could he care about himself.

Thanks to her, she thought he would investigate.

Originally, Luo Luo, who was still nestled in the man's warm and strong chest, gradually left the man's arms. She pursed her lips and jumped down from the man's arms. She silently sat down to Mo Jue, turned on her mobile phone and played with her pink mobile phone.

"Brother Qing, do you believe me?" Lin Yurou smiles happily and tears in her eyes stop.

"Wo RI, elder brother, let's just forget about this?" Mo Jue looked at the white gauze wrapped on Luo Luo's forehead painfully: she sneered angrily: "you see what little sweetheart has become. Do you have to be crippled? What's the matter really? Can you take it seriously?"

Mo lengqing looks dark and unclear. His deep cold eyes sweep to Lin Yurou with a strong warning: "but I hope there is only one such accident. “

“……” Lin Yurou's smile solidified.

Oh, it turns out that Mo lengqing didn't pursue her because she believed her, but because she just mentioned the name of the person who died.

Ye Ling.

What's good about her?

She couldn't compete with her before she was alive, but now she's dead. Lin Yurou still can't compete with a dead man!

Lin Yurou tried to suppress her emotions. She gave a perfect smile and said, "thank you for trusting me, but I promise that this kind of accident won't happen again next time."

"I wish you knew." Mo Leng chin line taut, "time is late, I let Mo go to send you back."

"But..." Lin Yurou opened her mouth.

She has been here for so long, and she hasn't been with Mo lengqing enough.

"Mo Zuo, seeing off the guests."

Mo Leng Qing closed his eyes with a tired color between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Yes

Even if Lin Yurou is no longer reconciled, she has to follow Mo Zuo and turn around.

"Wo RI Wo RI!"!!! Ouch, ouch, ouch! " Mo Jue beat her chest and feet angrily: "Mom, I'm selling it. Sweetheart is like this. You just listen to the words of white lotus and compromise with a few tears?!

I don't know who your daughter-in-law is! "

Mo Jue was very angry. The more he looked at the pink girl around him, the more uncomfortable he felt," you don't want her, I want her! "

Then he got up and took Luo Luo's little arm: "honey, let's go!"

Luo Luo obediently stood up, was angry ink Jue lead, will leave.

"Stop!" Mo Leng Qing's voice rang out from behind him.

Mo Jue stops with Luo.

"What's the point of taking him to your place?" Mo Leng Qingdun, patted the sofa beside the lower body: "Luo Luo, come here."