The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

"Don't let me hear your voice again, it's too noisy."

Su Mucheng opened the software on her phone without raising her head, her voice was low and deep, with a lot of energy.

Mo Huaiyang curled his lips indifferently.

Ding one by one

The elevator rang and the door opened.

Su Mucheng held her phone and walked out.

Mo Huaiyang got out of the elevator and stood at the corner next to him.

He held back a somewhat unusual smile.

It is developing in his direction.

Stand at the door of room 1108.

Su Mucheng didn't rush to knock on the door and just stood there.

The phone vibrated in the palm of his hand. It was a call from Mo Yanchen.

She answered immediately: "Baby."

Urgent, but not hesitant.

"Baby, look for me."

"Where are you?" she asked.

The other side pondered for a moment before saying: "Huangting Hotel."

A string in Su Mucheng's mind suddenly became tense.

The strange number that said there was a surprise was referring to him.

She calmed down and asked, "How are you? Are you okay?"

No doubt, no anger, just worry.

The man chuckled lightly, and the smile on his lips grew thicker: "I'm fine, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Then, the door of room 1108 was opened from inside.

Su Mucheng subconsciously raised her head and met the man's dark eyes.

He was still talking to her with his cell phone in his hand.

"Baby?"

At first, Mo Yanchen was a little surprised, but after a while, he understood.

A fierce look flashed across his eyes.

Inside the room, the light was dim, dizzy, blurry and hazy.

It seems like there is an element of ambiguity.

Su Mucheng hung up the phone, squinted her eyes, and looked at him: "Is there a woman in there?"

Mo Yanchen looked directly at her and said without hesitation, "Yes."

"But it has nothing to do with me." He explained.

Su Mucheng suddenly curved her lips into a smile, and raised the ends of her delicate eyes, creating a somewhat meaningful gangster air.

Of course she knew.

It's just that her temper is a bit big, and something has touched her bottom line.

Just, it’s quite unbearable.

Then steps back.

Mo Yanchen frowned.

The girl raised her chin at him: "Come out."

It's filled with evil spirits.

The man didn't ask, and took a few steps in her direction in a cooperative manner.

"Baby………"

"Shh, don't talk yet, baby." Su Mucheng pressed her index finger to her lips, making a silent gesture.

Then one by one, her face suddenly darkened and she strode back into the room.

"Baby!"

Mo Yanchen immediately grabbed her: "Don't go in."

"There is something fascinating in it."

In the room, love oil was lit and put in the aromatherapy.

Su Mucheng opened her eyelids, her eyes were dark, and it could be seen that she was on the verge of losing her temper.

But not to him.

In him, she always has unconditional trust.

As for the people inside...

Su Mucheng reached out and touched the brim of her peaked cap, obediently suppressing the coldness that was about to burst out.

Step back.

But in the next second!

She turned around quickly and headed towards the corner of the elevator.

Mo Yanchen didn't expect it at all and could only follow him.

Then one by one

He saw Su Mucheng's face was solemn, and there was an icy coldness in her delicate eyes.

The attack was fast and hard, and he hit Mo Huaiyang with all his might.

At first, Mo Huaiyang could resist.

But as her movements became more intensive and fierce, Mo Huaiyang was hit in the back of the neck by her.

Head dizzy for a while.

Then, Su Mucheng grabbed his collar and dragged him out, looking cold.

Throw the person directly into room 1108.

The movements are neat and done in one go!

Mo Yanchen: "......"

He lowered his eyes, and the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be stained with smiles: "Baby, are you so angry, huh?"

The lingering sound is deep and magnetic.

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes angrily: "You have such a devilish face, how much more worry should I have to worry about."

Mo Yanchen: "......"

He bent down, looked at the little girl's level, raised the corners of his lips in a doting manner, reached out and pinched her face: "Do you think I don't have to worry about your face?"

Su Mucheng: "..."

Back in the car.

Thinking of something, Su Mucheng suddenly asked: "Did you take action in the room?"

At that time, she seemed to smell the smell of blood inside.

"Yeah." He said in a calm voice: "The woman in the room has a face like yours."

Then he destroyed that face.

Otherwise, how could he come up even though he knew it was a woman.

Even if she put aphrodisiac essential oil in the aromatherapy, he still didn't mess up at all.

These hands are never clean anyway.

Don't mind adding one more.