But she still couldn't turn the corners of her mouth down, and could only barely keep it steady.
"Xixi, the show is over, let's go back.
"Yeah."
Luo Xi nodded, and Lu Cheng held her waist and turned her around.
Where it was a good show, it was clearly a heart-wrenching execution ground that made her whole body tremble.
The moment he turned around, two tears suddenly came out of his eyes and fell behind him who turned his head.
The eyelashes trembled fiercely, leaving no trace of tears.
Luo Xi was taken out without looking back.
She was so afraid that if she took one more look, she would be unable to suppress her collapse.
After leaving this door, she would forget everything about what happened just now and not think of it again for a second.
Jing Mohao knelt on the cold ground with one leg, feeling a stinging pain piercing his whole body from the seams in his bones.
He quickly took out his mobile phone and spoke to Yan Yu who was ambushing outside, "Cancel all ambush and let Jian Qing come in."
Find me."
Jing Mohao supported the sofa next to him and relied on the strength of his arms to lift up his legs, which were starting to tremble.
The undercurrent in his eyes swirled endlessly.
He was sure that the Luo Xi who appeared just now was either fake or herself.
The moment he pulled her, the force with which she pushed him away was clearly not a force of resistance, but a simple push away.
Moreover, he pushed it away with some greed.
She knew the strength of her hands very well.
Although her arms were weak, when she really wanted to resist someone, her expression and strength would be different.
He witnessed all the moments when she went from resisting to death to being naughty and shy.
He couldn't understand what her strength just now meant.
He was basically certain that she really had no amnesia and had not forgotten him.
But she's still there, what does she want to do?
The only possibility is that she already has her own plan, and it is very likely that she needs her cooperation Jing Mohao glanced around and suddenly spotted two exploding water droplets on the ground.
He bent down and reached out to run over the water stains on the ground.
It was clear and not sticky at all.
There was an idea in his mind that urged him to put his fingers into his mouth and touch the tip of his tongue.
It's salty It's tears Luoxi's tears The door was suddenly pushed open with a strong force, Jian Qing rushed in quickly, and saw Jing Mohao sitting on the sofa alone, sucking his fingers.
"Holy shit, what are you doing, you're mentally retarded?"
Jing Mohao took out his fingers, a hint of hope on his brows, "Get out."
"Where's your wife?"
"Gone."
"Let's go and follow Lu Cheng."
Jian Qing looked like he had eaten a mustard-flavored meat bun, "Why didn't you shoot that kid to death?"
Jing Mohao ignored him and was immersed in the thoughts he had just sorted out.
He instantly picked up the pen on the table and demolished it, making Jian Qing's eyes twitch.
Without any clues, Jing Mohao sat on the sofa, staring at the entire sofa as if he wanted to demolish the building.
"Hey, Hao, you are talking.
What are you looking for?"
Jian Qing saw that he was very busy and could only watch.
But looking over and over, I always felt like something was wrong.
Why doesn't this guy leave the sofa?
It's like he's disabled.
Disabled The corners of Jian Qing's eyes suddenly twitched, "Jing Mohao, are you suffering from poison?"
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Jing Mohao still ignored him.
He had fallen into a huge whirlpool and could only feel the pain in his lower limbs.
Jian Qing immediately took out the injection that he carried with him and rushed over.
Watching him frantically throwing away the pillow on the sofa, he felt a slight headache.
I don’t know why Luo Xi didn’t come back with him.
Let’s see what kind of virtue this guy has been forced into.
I really don’t even care about my life: