Tell him when you arrive in France?!

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apartment.

Mo Huantong packed her things and went downstairs. She didn't bring much, but just carried a small suitcase.

Inside the sports car, Mo Beiyan's eyes were staring at the door on the first floor. Seeing her walking out, the man's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised.

He knew that Mr. Ran would not embarrass him!

Mo Beiyan pressed the horn twice, and Mo Huantong was startled and walked over quickly, "What are you doing!"

Did he insist that everyone in the community know their relationship?!

I didn't know what to say after being rumored...

"You walked so slowly because the man carried his legs last night?!" Mo Beiyan glared at her coldly, "Get into the car quickly!"

“…”

Mo Huantong really wanted to turn her head and leave.

He didn't say a good thing!

"Don't shout it hurts, I'll count it!"

“…”

Need to count again?!

Mo Huantong opened the car door hard, and after getting in the car, he turned his face out the window. Mo Beiyan grabbed her arm and pulled her back, "What are you looking at? Look at me!"

"What are you looking good about?"

"I'm not good-looking?! Don't shout it hurts, you mean I'm ugly?"

"No!" Mo Huantong pushed his hand away, "Mo Beiyan, if you do this again, I'll get out of the car!"

Mo Beiyan was sure of her, and his arm seemed to be indifferent to the steering wheel, "You still have to feel worthy of Master Ran, then get off the car."

"you……"

"Want to kiss me?!"

“…”

Mo Huantong had nothing to say, so she simply supported her face with one hand and looked forward.

Mo Beiyan snorted coldly, but his eyes were filled with smiles. He looked at the woman beside him and said, "Mo shouted that there was pain." France would not be bored if it continues."

Someone can sleep with her arms at night.

Mo Beiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he turned the steering wheel, and the sports car turned around and galloped away.

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Airport.

It was just the time to take off when Mo Beiyan and Mo Huantong arrived. The group walked towards the boarding gate. Mo Nanjue hugged Tong Ran and stood up, wrapping her coat tightly.

Tong Ran held his arms with both hands, tiptoed to his ear, and said something with a smile.

Mo Beiyan glanced at him. He touched his nose. Women liked men to wrap their collars on their own?!

He looked at Mo Huantong on the side and suddenly raised his hand to pull her scarf. His hand was not accurate. He accidentally pulled the scarf off, and the glove straps hanging around his neck fell to the ground.

Mo Huantong felt a whirlwind suddenly pouring into her neck. She bit her lips and raised her head, "Mo Beiyan!"

He deliberately messed with her every moment!

“…”

Mo Beiyan's movements froze, but it's hard to say that I actually wanted to wrap you tightly. The man turned cold and said, "Don't wear this! It's so ugly!"

"Then don't look!"

"No, no wearing it anyway!"

“…”

Mo Huantong turned her face away, bent down and picked up the scarf and gloves, patted it clean and put it on himself.

Since he disliked her so much, why did he still have to pick her up?!

Mo Beiyan glanced at her cold eyes. What kind of horror scarf was this damn woman? She couldn’t buy one that was not so easy to tear off?!

Sister.

Mo Huantong didn't dare to stand beside him anymore. Maybe someone was unhappy and threw her bag away. She walked forward a few steps, "Xiao Ran."

Seeing that she was about to run away, Mo Beiyan's face darkened, "Don't cry out for pain!"

Tong Ran covered her ears and turned her head, "Do you want to scare Huanhuan to death?"

He is always so fierce... It's better not to come if Huanhuan comes!

“…”
Chapter completed!