The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Mucheng reached out and pressed her heart. It hurt so much.

After living two lifetimes, she realized that she didn't understand life at all.

She called the woman who killed her mother her mother for 20 years.

Stupid right?

How stupid.

Her mother must be blaming her. She worked so hard to give birth to her, but in the end she called the woman who killed her mom.

Su Mucheng licked her dry lips and asked Fu Shuang in a hoarse voice: "Is there any candy?"

She needed to calm herself down, because now she had the urge to rush to Su's house and chop the mother and daughter to death with a knife.

"No."

How could Fu Shuang have sugar here? She doesn't eat sugar.

She reached into her pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes. She hesitated and handed it over: "Is this okay?"

After taking a look, Su Mucheng reached out to take it, opened the cigarette case, took one and bit it in her mouth. If you look carefully, you will find that her fingertips are shaking.

Fu Shuang handed over the lighter and sat down on the ground. He didn't say anything and just stayed with her quietly.

It was Su Mucheng's first time smoking, but she didn't choke.Instead, one smoke after another, the smoke filled the air.

She looked forward, bent her right leg, put her arm on her knee, held a cigarette between her slender fingertips, and showed a rare sinister look on her beautiful face.

Thick tears were quietly floating on the ends of the upturned eyes, the delicate eyebrows revealed coldness, and the black and white eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost, which was terrifyingly cold.

Circles of flying smoke enveloped her, her delicate features were filled with tears, and she felt wild and ruthless, an indescribable feeling.

……

dark room.

Mo Yanchen opened the door and walked in. The light coming in from the door made his tall figure more slender. He was walking with long legs, and there was no emotion on his cold and handsome face. He lowered his eyes and looked down at the man sitting on the ground in a panic. An unbearable black shadow.

"Tough mouth." The man's voice was deep and cold, and the black shadow on the ground slowly raised its head after hearing this.

Facing Mo Yanchen's solemn face, he sneered without fear: "If you have any other means, just bring them out."

He fell into his hands and resigned himself to his fate.

But trying to pry the words out of him?

That is absolutely impossible.

Mo Yanchen was not in a hurry. He slowly took out a cigarette from his coat pocket and bit it in his mouth. The engraved lighter clicked in the quiet room. The flames illuminated his cheeks, making him look even more solemn. cold.

After taking a puff, Mo Yanchen held the cigarette between his fingertips and said unhurriedly: "There are no means."

He laughed: "But you're dead."

If you dare to follow me here from country K, your life should have been lost long ago.

He raised his hand to make a gesture, and saw Mo Yi nod respectfully: "Master."

"solved."

The man's voice was low and sounded particularly cold in the man's ears.

"Yan Chen."

Outside the door, Cheng Zixiu strode over. He glanced at the people on the ground and asked, "Have you found out? Which way?"

"You have a tough talk and don't have time to spend time with him."

Obviously, Mo Yanchen's patience was not good. He threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out. He opened his dark eyes and looked at Cheng Zixiu: "You can take the time to visit the base these days."

"Row."

Cheng Zixiu nodded in agreement, then suddenly thought of something and said, "I met my sister-in-law when I came over. She didn't look very good, so she didn't answer."

Mo Yanchen narrowed his eyes, took out his cell phone, turned around and walked out.

Su Mucheng's phone was at the first position in his address book. He could see it as soon as he opened it, and he dialed it.

The training room was still as quiet as before, except for the sound of Fu Shuang's lighter and the sound of Su Mucheng's breathing, which was quite heavy.

She sat there to relax, and Fu Shuang sat beside her and kept her company silently.

She has a stupid mouth, can't say comforting words, and doesn't know how to enlighten. All she can do is look at her by her side.

After getting in touch with Su Mucheng during this period, to be honest, Fu Shuang likes her very much. She has a straightforward temper and a very smart mind.

This continued for about an hour, and Su Mucheng stood up slowly while holding on to the wall, holding her legs on her hands, feeling a little numb.

"Shuang'er, thanks."

She raised her hand and patted Fu Shuang's shoulder, her hoarse voice very sincere.

Fu Shuang smiled but said nothing.

She knew that Su Mucheng had actually helped her solve a lot of troubles secretly.

"what time is it?"

Su Mucheng took out her cell phone and found that there were dozens of missed calls on it, all from Mo Yanchen.

Maybe I pressed mute just now, so I didn't hear it.

She adjusted her mood and called back.

Mo Yanchen was about to go out when he was suddenly stopped by the call. His frowning eyebrows relaxed unnoticeably: "Chengcheng, where are you?"

"I'm at a friend's place and getting ready to go home."

Mo Yanchen's eyes flashed and he turned back: "I'll wait for you at home."