Mu Zhao was almost crying with joy, shaking her head like a rattle: "No I want to live in a big and comfortable house, take a nice and fragrant shower and I also want to go to the hospital to see grandma"
¡°Well, if you want to get what you want, you must learn to be obedient!¡±
What the man said was a bit doting.
Mu Zhao never lacks the feeling of being pampered.
But this kind of love seems to be different from what I felt before.
It's not as exaggerated as being held in the palm of your hand, it's just like the softness of a long stream of water, not explicit but able to withstand warmth.
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The old camp is a magic cave specially used to interrogate felons.
Mu Zhao used to practice with Mu Nianxiao at the Hell Gate in southern Xinjiang, so although she was afraid of places like the Demon Cave that were similar to the 18 major tortures of the Qing Dynasty, she was not that exaggerated.
As she walked in, a sharp and sharp light brushed against her neck.
Mu Zhao had an instinct for going out and ducked down easily to avoid it.
When she stood up again, a Swiss Army knife was inserted into the wooden door frame next to her ear.
With lingering fear, Mu Zhao squinted at the man in the halo.
Looking at that face that is so close at hand and that I have been familiar with for almost twenty years in my life, I feel sour in my heart.
She thought that if Huo Xiao knew that Gu Liangzhi was dead, he would definitely be the most miserable person in the world.
Mu Zhao is not afraid of him!
She had no reason to be afraid of him, even if her face was about to be scratched with a Swiss Army knife.
Mu Zhao walked over and sat down quietly.
With a table distance between them, she could clearly see the man's clear and stern face.
Huo Xiao is responsible for the beauty in Beijing.
But, he lost a lot of weight.
The facial features are becoming more and more sharp and the jaw line is cold and hard. The whole person gives people an inhuman iceberg feeling. Just one look can make people shudder.
Huo Xiao was also looking at her.
? Unlike her usual fair face, probably due to allergies, her face is red and covered with pimples.
Even so, she is beautiful.
This kind of good-looking, unbridled and fearless youth.
It is a bit different from conscience. A bun face of conscience is cute and smiles are cute. It is not amazing, but it is pure.
¡°Compared to half a year ago, the little girl has lost weight.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because he has a rigid and serious face, but the little girl¡¯s eyes were red, as if she was frightened and could cry at any time.
Huo Xiao lit a cigarette in front of Mu Zhao.
He bit his thin lips, took a sip, and then blew out a cloud of blue-white smoke.
Mu Zhao remembered that when she was Gu Liangzhi, her favorite thing to do was to collect her uncle¡¯s cigarette butts.
As long as she saw it, almost all of it was carefully preserved and sealed.
She is also planning to use these cigarette butts to send a New Year gift to her uncle.
As a result, before the New Year, she was killed abroad.
Mu Zhao could not keep his composure, and spoke before Huo Xiao: "Uncle stop smoking."
Huo Xiao's sinister eyes were cold and cold, and his cold tone was very sexy: "What did you call me?"
In this world, little uncle is the exclusive property of Gu Liangzhi.
???????????????????????? The other nieces call him uncle because of their seniority If they are not related, that is Uncle Huo
Therefore, apart from Gu Liangzhi, Mu Zhao was the first to call him in this tone.
Mu Zhao's little hands on her legs clenched nervously for a moment, and she hurriedly changed her words: "III'm calling you after TiantianIf you don't like it, I'll call you Uncle Huo." Tiantian is Gu Liangzhi¡¯s nickname!