Chapter 1145
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"This, how come you have it?" Qiao Hui was stunned.
"My family's steamed bun was taken out when he wasn't paying attention." Lin Mumu bluntly said:
"I just want to see if it's real or fake, and then put it back tomorrow.
Is it that if I get him out a day earlier, you'll recognize whoever you put it on as your younger brother? "
Qiao Hui was also stunned for a moment. It seemed that Lin Mumu's words were reasonable.
People were alive, but things were dead. Determining a person's identity based on a token was indeed a bit too hasty.
"Don't tell anyone about this matter, I'll let Zheng 'er check the files for me. I heard that Jiang Fei's family is in the southern part of the Xijiang, and his parents' household registration can be found. When the results are out, I'll take a look again. "
Hearing Qiao Hui's words, Lin Mumu was relieved.
Qiao Hui already had suspicions in her heart, so she took the initiative to check, which was more effective than anyone else's words.
Seeing that Qiao Hui was much more stable, Lin Mumu was also relieved. She took her to the cafeteria to eat noodles, and then returned to her small residence.
These past few days of tossing and turning, the sandstorm in the Xijiang was strong, so Lin Mumu also locked the doors and windows. After taking a bath, she felt much more comfortable and leaned on the bed to play with her phone.
"Knock, knock, knock." The familiar sound of knocking on the window made Lin Mumu's mood immediately improve, and she cheerfully got up to open the window.
A familiar figure entered through the window in the night.
Lin Mumu went to check again, and it was quiet outside, so she closed the window again.
The sandstorm in the Xijiang province was strong, so the windows were made of two layers of thick glass to block the wind and rain and prevent theft.
Lin Mumu closed the window, pulled the curtains, and carefully looked at the man in front of her. His face was painted with two strokes of oil paint, and he looked more than ten years older than his real age. At first glance, she really couldn't recognize him as Yun Ting.
Yun Ting saw Lin Mumu staring at him, and somewhat embarrassed, he tore off the beard stuck on his face and whispered to Lin Mumu:
"Why are you guys hanging out with Jiang Fei recently?"
"How did you know?" Lin Mumu was also curious.
"He was going to treat us today, but there was a big commotion. I saw mom and Yun Zheng's names."
"So you're also in Mi 'er town!" Lin Mumu was inexplicably excited: "Then when I live in the town, you must come to see me. Jiang Fei arranged for us to stay in the Hongbo Hotel."
"Yes, I know." Yun Ting nodded.
Lin Mumu curiously looked at Yun Ting's face after he took off his fake beard and couldn't help but reach out to touch it. Yun Ting's stubble was a little prickly from the vicissitudes of life.
"Don't move around, or I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself." Yun Ting grabbed Lin Mumu's hands that were messing around and pulled her into his arms.
Lin Mumu felt Yun Ting's familiar aura and stubbornly raised her little face: "Even if you can't control it, what can you do?"
"Oh …"
Her lips were captured, and her body was tightly hugged. The feeling of being wrapped by him made Lin Mumu's heart soften.
After a long kiss, Yun Ting reluctantly let go of Lin Mumu.
Lin Mumu blushed and didn't dare to look up at Yun Ting.
"Not here yet. I'm afraid that their patrols will come over at any time. It won't be good for your reputation."
"You're my husband, what are you afraid of?" Lin Mumu pouted angrily.
Yun Ting couldn't help but kiss her lips again.
Although it was the middle of the night, the two of them were still a little reluctant to part with each other. Yun Ting clearly knew that he shouldn't stay here for the night, and if he left at dawn it would be easy to be discovered, but he still couldn't help but want to look at Lin Mumu a few more times.
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