Ye Cong has arranged everything. The wedding venue is in Ye Cong's current villa. As for the guests, they have already been invited. Ordinary people will never invite them.
Mo Fei was sitting on the windowsill, looking at the heavy snow outside. It had been three full days since he came out of the resort.
Ye Cong took the beer and leaned against the window and handed a bottle to Mo Fei, "It's not too late for Qian Yikun to join now."
Mo Fei took the beer, unscrewed the lid with his hands, and almost drank it all in one gulp. "I suggest you make double preparations. Mo Tian is a cunning person, and he has the most advanced technology in his hands, as well as the most sincere group of evil writers." Killer." Mo Fei said and drank all the remaining wine.
"And you were one of them back then." Ye Cong reminded.
"Don't count me and those villains in this, it will make me feel that my price has dropped." Mo Fei said, continuing to look at the heavy snow outside, "It is best to control Mo Tian on land. I can tell you this, as long as he If you still want to catch him after he goes to heaven, it’s not a question of whether you can go to heaven.”
"But I think it's mainly your job to kill Mo Tian, isn't it?" Ye Cong pointed out a fact.
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it seems to be like this.
"Why don't we discuss our wedding now." Ye Cong raised his eyebrows with a hint of teasing.
Mo Fei, expressionless, took the beer from Ye Cong's hand again: "Why don't we discuss how you will die."
"Perhaps Qian Yikun will bring someone here?" Ye Cong didn't pay attention to the action of taking away his beer. After all, she was not a lady.
Mo Fei drank the beer again, and then threw the bottle directly out of the window. The cold wind entered the room because of her action, blowing bitingly on her face.
But all this is insignificant to Mo Fei.
Could it be that she didn't close the window, as if the cold could calm her down, but when she looked outside, she saw a man standing in the snow outside.
The man stood tall and straight, standing there like a small poplar standing in the white snow.
Mo Fei suddenly jumped off the window sill, like an elf that suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.
Ye Cong pressed his elbows on the window sill and watched Mo Fei jump all the way to the bottom of the window sill. Once a woman is tempted, no matter what kind of woman she is, she will become incredible.
Could it be the best example.
The temperature outside was minus seven degrees, so Mo Fei was only wearing a simple shirt and trousers. The thin fabric could not block the biting cold wind at all.
But it's not important, none of this is important.
Could it be that as she got closer and closer, her brain that had become chaotic when she saw him slowly became clearer, making her become rational.
By the time she walked to Qian Yikun, she had become completely rational, so she put her hands in her pants pockets and looked at Qian Yikun with a half-smile, "Officer Qian is here to arrest people. Of?"
Qian Yikun heard Mo Fei's words and tightened his hands behind his back, but remained calm, "Are you really going to marry him?" Qian Yikun spoke, his voice already hoarse.
"I'm sorry, why don't you, Mr. Qian, go find a bride overnight? It's still too late." Mo Fei was still smiling, but in the next second he was pushed to the wall by Qian Yikun and pressed hard.
Mo Fei snorted and looked up at Qian Yikun, his eyes that were no longer sharp were still filled with a smile.