Mo Luan nodded, and said to Mo Qianxin: "It should be the first possibility. Zuo Qingxuan found a master and felt that he fainted the second brother. At that time, because his mind was all on me, he didn't notice. "
Just explain it this way.
But Mo Qianhong always felt that something was wrong.
But he couldn't understand what was wrong.
"Big brother, then you are busy, my second brother and I will go home first."
Mo Qianxin said: "The work that should be done has been done, and the rest will be handed over to others. I will go home with you."
"it is good."
Mo Qianxin drove, and after the car started, he said: "Let's buy the ingredients first, my sister, what do you want to eat?"
Mo Luan said: "I want to eat the specialties of my eldest brother, fish head with chopped pepper, three fresh deboned fish, barbecued pork in honey..."
She talked a lot in one breath, and was a little bit distressed after it was over.
"It seems to be the specialty of Big Brother."
Mo Qianxin couldn't help touching her head, smiling with cold brows, "It's okay, we don't change the food every day."
"it is good."
Mo Luan opened his eyes and smiled.
The smile in Mo Qianxin's eyes also expanded.
Just then, his cell phone rang.
Looking at the remarks, Mo Qianxin subconsciously glanced at Mo Luan next to him.
Seeing the girl looking sideways at the scenery outside the window, she didn't pay attention to him.
With quick hands and feet, he hung up the call of the "old third" very quickly.
The phone didn't ring again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lasla, Angel District
The white ward was quiet and lonely, filled with inevitable melancholy.
The poplar trees outside the window are tall and luxuriant, shaking with the breeze from time to time.
The man on the hospital bed was hanging drips, and his thin face was pale and almost melted into the white bedding.
Holding the phone in his left hand, his eyes half-squinted, wondering whether he was rejuvenating or thinking about something.
The whole person looks fragile and lonely and vulnerable.
The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Mark, a tall foreign man, walked in.
"Hi, my dear friend, how are you today?"
The person on the bed didn't move, didn't even lift his eyelids.
Mark looked at him and shook his head, how prestigious the jewelry designer Owen in the workplace is.
As the chief designer of JN, he is known as the "Prince of Jewelry".
Even the princesses of the royal family regarded him as the lover of his dreams.
But no one knows that the prince who is famous all over the world for his jewellery actually suffers from severe depression and mental disorders.
He may even have hallucinations and auditory hallucinations...Every time he gets sick, he is in a thrilling state.
Mark shook his head again. In their words, Tian is jealous of talents? You can use this idiom.
It's almost the same, a person who makes people sigh and regret.
Mark walked over and stood in front of the hospital bed, his gaze flicked across the phone he was holding, "Your stand-in sister called again?"
The person on the bed is still silent, his eyes are completely closed, it is obvious that he does not want to pay attention to him.
Mark didn't care too much, pulled the chair away and sat down.
He watched him say for a while: "I told you before that the substitute can only be relieved for a while, and the rebound will be very big. How long will it take..."
Mo Qianliu finally had a reaction, his eyelashes moved and said, "I just called my eldest brother."
Mark raised his eyebrows and waited for him to continue.
"He didn't answer my phone. During this time, he would hang up my phone from time to time. Even if he answered, he couldn't say a few words. He was complaining about me."
Mark said: "Your elder brother is not complaining about you, but disagreeing that you are entangled with that stand-in sister."