From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

The road to Qinyuan passes through the bustling urban area. It is easy to imagine that given the original owner's family background, he would either live in a large flat or a villa.

According to Mo Youlin's statement and the time shown on the navigation, such a long distance should be a villa.

We had just driven for half an hour when there was a traffic jam ahead.

Meng Liu rolled down the car window and looked out.

Traffic police in green uniforms are checking for drunk driving one by one.

Mo Youlin breathed a sigh of relief and said jokingly, "Luckily you are here, otherwise I would have to go to the police station today."

Meng Liu suddenly remembered something. She seemed to not know whether this clone had a driver's license.

Oh my god.

If you are caught driving without a license, it will be more serious than drunk driving.

After Mo Youlin finished speaking, he saw that the woman next to him didn't react, so he turned his head curiously to look over, and he was caught red-handed.

That guilty expression...

"You don't have a driver's license?"

Meng Liu winked at him and said, "Let's switch seats. You didn't drink much, and you'll only be put in jail for two days for drunk driving. It shouldn't be a big deal."

"Oh my god, you dare to drive on the road without a driver's license. You really don't take our lives seriously."

When Mo Youlin saw Meng Liu disliked him for drunk driving, he thought that this man was a good citizen who abided by the law and got full marks in Subject 1.

I didn't expect that he was also a bold one.

She dared to drive on the road without a license. He asked her to drive, but he didn't let her carry the traffic police when they met them.

Mo Youlin decisively unfastened his seat belt: “Hurry up, let’s exchange seats in the car.”

Meng Liu quickly pulled up the handbrake and put the car in neutral gear.

In one go, he flipped from the driver's seat to the passenger seat.

Mo Youlin's body overlapped with hers, one on top and the other on the bottom.

The space inside the car is very small, and physical contact between two people is inevitable.

Especially since Meng Liu tripped over something and fell on his legs. It was an emergency and he didn't care about anything else. He lifted her up by holding her hips.

"Mo Youlin, where are you touching?" Meng Liu was furious.

Girls are always more sensitive about this. Even if someone doesn't want to take advantage of you, they can't help but think too much when they encounter such things.

It’s not because women are more troublesome, but because every girl has been subjected to male gaze since childhood.

I believe there is no girl who has not experienced being harassed or stared at with obscene eyes.

Therefore, when it comes to protecting themselves, women are naturally much more delicate than men.

Mo Youlin quickly withdrew his hand: “Go over quickly, and you can argue with me later, okay.”

Meng Liu's eyes were blazing with fire, but he still couldn't help but punched him twice.

She didn't realize yet that her body had internal strength this time, and thought it was the same powerless body as before.

So it was no surprise that these two punches made Mo Youlin spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

The man looked like he was about to faint, so Meng Liu quickly pinched him and said, "Hey, don't faint, change first."

Mo Youlin coughed and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and asked weakly: "Are you Tyson?"

Because of the quarrel between the two, the cars in front ran away, leaving a large gap, and the cars behind kept honking their horns.

The traffic police noticed their situation keenly.

Meng Liu grabbed Mo Youlin's collar without thinking and put him in the driver's seat.

Mo Youlin was strangled by her action, and he couldn't breathe, and his face quickly turned red.

Fortunately, the whole process was very short, otherwise he would definitely have fainted.

He was wondering if Meng Liu had any grievances against him, why he came so suddenly and killed him so harshly.

As Ling Xiaozi's disciple, Meng Liu had plenty of pills. He took a rejuvenation pill from his storage bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

Mo Youlin instantly felt a warm current flowing into his throat, and the pain in his chest was no longer painful.

Seeing that he looked a little better, Meng Liu considerately took out two wet tissues to wipe his lips.

But the bloodstains on the collar of the shirt could not be wiped off.

The traffic police knocked on the car window and Mo Youlin got out.

"Did you just switch places?"

The two men thought they acted secretly, and if it weren't for the quarrel and fight, the traffic police might not have discovered it.

Mo Youlin smiled and said, "No, look, I just had a sudden illness and vomited blood. She is a medical student and is helping me with the rescue."

The traffic police looked at his collar doubtfully, and indeed there was a lot of blood.

But he is not that easy to fool.

"My law enforcement camera is recording everything. Take out your driver's license."

Mo Youlin and Meng Liu looked at each other and handed their driver's licenses to the traffic police.

He took a look and thought there was no problem, then put the alcohol tester to his lips: "Blow into it."

Mo Youlin blew it perfunctorily from a distance.

"Please cooperate with us and blow it again."

Mo Youlin blew it again.

"Please come closer and blow again."

He had no choice but to do as he was told, and the alcohol tester lit up.

"Please pull over."

Mo Youlin still wanted to struggle: "Well, my illness is quite uncomfortable, how about we go to the hospital first?"

I have been a traffic policeman for so many years and I have seen all kinds of people evading punishment.

He saw that Mo Youlin's face didn't look like he had a sudden illness, it was very rosy.

Healthier than him!

"Pull over and please cooperate with our work."

Mo Youlin sighed, drove the car to a stop along the road, and got out with Meng Liu.

Meng Liu said weakly: "Um...I'm fine, can I leave first?"

Mo Youlin looked at her in disbelief. She just left him alone? He took the blame for her!

The traffic policeman glanced at her and said, "Where's your driver's license? Show it to me."

Meng Liu smiled awkwardly: "I don't have the habit of carrying my driver's license with me when I go out..."

"Report your ID number."

She reported her ID number fluently with hope.

The traffic police checked it once, frowned, and asked her to report it again.

It is quite common for two people to switch seats in a car. Many lawbreakers will ask the woman in the passenger seat to help them get away with it when they are caught driving under the influence.

But letting a person without a driver's license take the blame, I really don't know whether to say these two people are stupid or bad.

"You can't leave. My body camera recorded everything when you changed seats just now. Let's go to the police station and make a statement."

Meng Liu: "..."

I've never seen such a thing before. The first time I met the male protagonist, we both squatted by the fence together that night.

She had to rush back to the sect to practice at night. If she was detained, she would have to find a way to explain to her master tomorrow.

Mo Youlin called his secretary and said, "Don't be afraid. I have called a lawyer and he will take care of our affairs."

Meng Liu didn't quite believe him. Even though they had a 50% favorability rating, they were not related. It was true that the two of them had broken the law, so even if they wanted to grant bail, they had to find someone from their own family.

Thinking of this, she also called Qi Yuanli.

She really has no feelings for Qi Yuanli now, and is not prepared to be a mistress. It's just that as an assistant, it's natural for him to handle the boss's affairs.