The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Hu Meimei kept telling herself to calm down.

Don't panic.

Correct!

She didn't panic, she didn't panic.

Su Mucheng must be deceiving her. When she posted that Weibo account, it was a brand new account, and the IP address was specially erased, so there was no trace of her.

Thinking of this, Hu Meimei immediately felt relieved: "Su Mucheng, it is illegal for you to threaten people and break into private houses. I can call the police."

"You report one and I'll take a look."

The girl chuckled softly, with a look of evil in her eyes: "You opened the door for me personally, how do you think you are breaking into a private house?"

Hu Meimei's face darkened. Just now, she felt guilty and could not hold back her momentum.

"Hu Meimei."

The girl's smile suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a cold face.

The corners of his slightly raised eyes were sharp and cold: "I told you, don't mess with me."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, clicked on an app, and then picked up Hu Meimei's mobile phone.

After a few seconds.

Hu Meimei's phone was thrown on the table. Su Mucheng stood up and pressed Hu Meimei's head directly on the edge of the phone.

"You are playing tricks on me, who do you think you are?"

Hu Meimei exclaimed, her forehead stung, and she struggled to no avail.

She was forced to look at her phone.

Suddenly, her eyes suddenly widened!

There are one by one IP address, sending time, editing text beat, and!Her operation process is all clear!

Just like a surveillance camera, except for the person who couldn't see her, everything else was restored clearly!

"I warned you a long time ago, don't look for excitement, but you just don't listen and insist on banging your head against the wall."

Su Mucheng put a little more force on her hand, causing Hu Meimei's forehead to turn red and her facial features to tighten in pain.

"Do you know it hurts?"

The voice was neither fast nor slow, and the aura was cold and heavy.

Hu Meimei's eyes widened in horror, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

10 minute later.

Su Mucheng pressed the elevator button.

As soon as he went out, he saw Mo Yanchen's tall figure leaning on the black Maybach.

Seeing her coming, he put out the cigarette on his fingertips and walked towards her with his slender legs.

"Why are you here?" Su Mucheng was surprised.

"Come to pick you up."

Both his tone and movements are natural.

Su Mucheng: "..."

Therefore, he also checked the IP address of the Weibo post.

The man opened the car door, put his hand on the roof of the car, and asked her to sit in.

"Has the anger subsided?" he asked.

He sent people to touch Hu Qu, but Hu Meimei was not touched, only keeping it to calm the little girl's anger.

Su Mucheng looked at him expressionlessly: "..."

at night.

as usual.

Mo Yanchen was sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap, doing work.

Su Mucheng was taking a shower in the bathroom.

After about 15 minutes.

She was wrapped in a bath towel, her wet hair wrapped in the towel, and her arms were resting on top of it.

The moment she came out, the man turned off the computer, stood up and walked over: "I'll do it."

He took out the hair dryer from the drawer.

But the girl tilted her head and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing in my room?"

Mo Yanchen's hand holding the hair dryer was so stiff, and the corners of his lips were straightened, not moving for a long time.

After a moment, he relaxed his movements and turned to look at her.

The girl's delicate and beautiful eyes were full of curiosity and confusion.

Mo Yanchen reached out and took off the towel on Su Mucheng's head and put it aside.

Then sitting on the bed, she stood and he sat.

Can see everything in her eyes better.

Then, hiding the pain behind his eyes, his voice was gentle and patient: "Baby."

He said: "I am Mo Yanchen."

"Mo Yanchen..." Su Mucheng muttered again.

He tentatively held her hand, and seeing that she didn't hide, he squeezed it gently, as if coaxing a child, and said in a gentle and unreasonable tone: "Do you have any impression?"

Su Mucheng looked carefully at the handsome face in front of her.

After pacing for a long time, he shook his head.

"No."

She was not impressed.

The pain flashed through the man's eyes, but he suppressed it and smiled: "It's okay."

He brushed her delicate face with his fingers, ignoring the pain in his heart, and wanted to dispel her confusion and uneasiness: "Baby, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

After a pause, he tried his best to make his voice sound normal: "I can accompany you and slowly pick up our past bit by bit."

Even though he hid his emotions very well, Su Mucheng stared at him for a moment, and she saw strong chaos in the man's deep eyes.

It was like a dense web was gradually forming and weaving, and it was about to swallow him up.

She also saw that the corners of the man's eyes were reddening, but he carefully suppressed it as he held her hand and looked at her.

The wrapped palms were hot.

For no reason, her heart throbbed hard.

She felt that the man in front of her was covered in sadness, but she did not dare to reveal it.

Be cautious, walking on thin ice.

So, Su Mucheng bent down and kissed his eyes uncontrollably: "Mo Yanchen, can I call you Chenchen?"