Chapter 968: Help write a review

Chapter 968 Helping to write a review

The mother and daughter were silent for a few seconds, and then they spoke

again, "Momo, your father and him..."

It is true that the two people in the night party here are Yin Mo and Yin Mu.

Yin Mo sighed in a daze, "Mom, let him do whatever he wants. Now that he is

still loyal to Childman, what else can I say."

"Momo, no, your dad already..."

Before Yin's mother could finish speaking, Yin Mo suddenly heard an extremely

small noise.

She narrowed her eyes vigilantly, and pushed Mother Yin to the dark side of

the Buddhist hall, "Who?"

Yin mother put on her veil in a hurry, looked at Yin Mo deeply, and turned

back along the path.

She can't give up trouble to Momo anymore, knowing that she is not dead is

already a blessing in misfortune.

After Mother Yin left, Yin Mo picked up the tray from her feet, put on the

veil, and walked out with a low eyebrow.

Fortunately, she is still wearing the clothes of a waiter.

Yin Mo was not sure if there was someone just now. She walked around the

Buddhist niche outside the temple, holding the tray with her head down and

walking forward skillfully.

Then, someone laughed and said: "Where are you going with the air?"

Yin Mo suddenly stopped, and the originally tense nerves relaxed

involuntarily.

At the round table in front of the Buddha Hall, He Chen tilted Erlang's legs

and squinted at her with one hand on his forehead.

Yin Mo put down the tray with his hands down, his tone was flat, "Why didn't

you leave?"

"Who would I have a private meeting with?" He Chen asked as he got up, and

walked to Yin Mo in two steps, his eyes were full of disgust and fell on the

corner of her eyebrows, "It's ** ugly."

Yin Mo's eyebrows exposed outside the veil are very ordinary because of the

disguise. It is difficult to recognize her at a glance when she changes to an

unfamiliar person.

He Chen reached out and poked her eyebrows, Yin Mo turned her face away, and

said indifferently, "You don't need to look."

"What to hide?" He Chen hooked his finger and pulled her veil off, then lifted

Yin Mo's chin, glanced at it carefully, and then put her veil on again with no

words.

Spicy eyes.

Yin Mo has long been accustomed to He Chen’s different brain circuits from

ordinary people. She tidied her veil and asked with frowning: "You come to

me?"

He Chen scanned her up and down, his tongue pressed against his cheek,

"Otherwise, I should find you...Mom?"

Yin Mo looked distraught and forgot to answer for a while.

He Chen clamped her chin under the veil, leaned over and pulled her closer, “I

was so careless once I died, and I chose to meet in such a place because I was

afraid that others would not know that your mother had secretly left the

British emperor?”

Yin Mo's breath condensed slightly, feeling He Chen's tobacco-scented breath

spraying on his cheeks, as if even the veil began to heat up.

She waved He Chen's hand, and took a small step back, "It's all arranged in

advance. No one will come except you."

"Want to say that I am more nosy?" He Chen narrowed his eyes dangerously,

pulled down her veil again, and pressed down her handsome face for a word,

"Come on, you say it again."

The distance between the two is too close, and the lips are close at hand.

Yin Mo's eyelashes trembled lightly, trying to push him away, but hesitated

and did not move.

The eyes of the two people met, and just as He Chen was about to quench his

thirst with a kiss, the bushes rustled next to him.

He Chen bent his arms to block Yin Mo behind him, and in the next second he

raised his foot and moved forward.

Then, the arm was hugged.

Yin Mo held He Chen’s arm, raised his face, and whispered, “It’s just a cat.”

"Cat?" He Chen raised his eyebrows wildly, looking at the bushes, cold eyes

intertwined.

How old a cat can crush a bush?

He Chen pushed Yin Mo's hand away, intending to step forward to find out.

Myanmar’s national cabinet, no one dares to make trouble here, but it is not

ruled out that some people will do something secretly.

He Chen continued to pace towards the bushes. Seeing this, Yin Mo grabbed his

hand and said, "I said it was a cat. I ran away a long time ago."

"Really?" He Chen's handsome face has slowly turned cold, he calmly looked at

Yin Mo, the temperature in his eyes continued to drop, "Male cat?"

Yin Mo: "..."

She knew that He Chen was misunderstood, so she had to soften her tone and

calm down her voice, “He is Qiao Qiao who arranged to protect me. He is

controlling the surveillance around here. If you pull him out, the

surveillance shielding will fail.”

He Chen thinks this explanation is perfect, but it is too perfect and it is

not credible.

In the bottom of everyone's heart, there are secrets hidden in the dark,

especially men like He Chen, who have encountered betrayals and are extremely

sensitive to certain things.

He looked at Yin Mo for an instant, trying to see some clues in her eyes.

But in the end, there was nothing.

Trust and doubt are often just between thoughts. After all, he did not step

forward, but returned along the same path.

Yin Mo was stunned for two seconds, and hurriedly followed in He Chen's

footsteps, "He is really not an outsider, and Qizai forbids him to show up in

the Cabinet House."

He Chen didn't speak, his pace was getting faster and faster. In the end, Yin

Mo couldn't keep up with him, so he could only trot behind him.

Yin Mo didn't know why he had to explain to him, maybe because he was worried

about misunderstanding, which would affect Qiaoqiao's arrangement.

She thought, it should be like this.

……

This night, although He Chen didn't say a word, he still took Yin Mo back to

the apartment.

And near the banks of the Maine River, far away from the downtown area, there

was an old-fashioned fight.

At ten thirty in the evening, in the middle of the Maine River, a luxury yacht

parked.

The upper deck was brightly lit, the music was deafening, and Shen Qingye

danced uncoordinatedly.

Song Liao held his chopsticks and knocked on the crystal cup to accompany him,

while Yun Li and Su Mo drank occasionally with the wine glasses.

In the lower cabin, Li Qiao puts her legs on the coffee table, and the skirt

is tugging on the ground, poking her phone intently, looking very busy.

She was still typing, and a phone call suddenly popped in.

Seeing the caller ID, Li Qiao connected and pressed hands-free, then returned

to the WeChat page and continued to poke the screen.

"There are three cars driving towards the Maine River. Also, you pay attention

to the upper sky area. A radar scan found that there are small drones near

your cruise ship."

At this time, Xia Siyu, who was sitting next to Li Qiao, fell into deep

thought.

Overhead area, radar scanning, drones...

These words will actually come out of Wu Minmin’s mouth? !

Is she really just a senior engineer who builds cars? !

Li Qiao responded, and the work of restoring the news kept on asking, “Is the

drone military or ordinary?”

"Of course it's ordinary." Wu Minmin snorted, "I have a full set of numbers

for military drones. Who dares to open a military drone to trouble you, I will

blow him down first."

Li Qiao said, "Share the real-time radar picture of the drone with me."

"It's in your system." There was a keyboard sound from the earpiece, and Wu

Minmin murmured again: "Qiaoqiao, I didn't urge you, or just ask casually.

That...when can you help me review Finished?"

6000, good night, ask for monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)