Chapter 1391
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Shang Ziyang said, "What has it got to do with you? The Young Master and Her Highness have liked each other since ten years ago. Haven't you had enough darts? Go stand there and let the Third Eldest Son throw the darts. "
He Nian immediately became obedient and looked at Shang Ziyang unhappily. What happened to their brotherly relationship?
Second Brother was actually so cruel to let Third Brother throw the darts at him!
However, the darts were much better than the bullets. His legs didn't turn to jelly and it wasn't too embarrassing.
He looked at Xiang Mochen.
Mochen said in a low voice, "You're not worth my time."
When He Nian heard that, he couldn't help but be mischievous. "Thank you for not killing me, Third Brother."
Shang Ziyang said, "Look at your cowardly face."
He Nian said, "Second Brother, if you're not a coward, show us what you're like. Don't be like Huqi."
Shang Ziyang said, "Scram!"
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Weiwei sat next to Mochen and smiled. She felt that this scene was very, very good.
It would be good if everyone could stay safe and happy like this.
Perhaps it was because they had been through so much fear that they felt that being safe was the greatest blessing.
Ji You drank his milk tea and looked at Xiang Mochen. "The Young Master learned how to make milk tea from me."
Mochen said, "Yeah."
Ji Zuo didn't say anything.
It would be great if the Young Master and Her Highness could stay happy like this!
He looked at Ji You beside him and suddenly felt a little sorry for his brother.
Ji You stood up. "Let's go for a smoke."
Everyone looked at each other. They knew about Tang Si but no one mentioned it.
Ji You stood outside the door, squinting as he smoked.
Recently, he felt that the nights were very dark and long. He missed her a lot!
He didn't know where she was, didn't know how she was doing, and didn't know if she was missing him.
Out of habit, he dialed Tang Si's cell phone again. It was still switched off and no one picked up.
In this season, the wind was obviously very warm. Why did it feel so cold?
He put out his cigarette and returned to the private room.
Weiwei looked at Mochen.
Mochen squeezed Weiwei's hand and didn't say anything.
On his side, everyone had gone to investigate, but the clues were pitifully few. There was only one person who had appeared to help Tang Si.
Everyone sat together and laughed for a few hours before Mo Chen and Weiwei returned to Ru Garden.
Weiwei looked at Xiang Mochen. "You still no news about Tang Si?"
Mo Chen hummed in acknowledgment.
"Mm" Mochen said.
However, the members of that family all concealed their identities and no one knew where they went.
As for Ji You, he had been searching for a few months, but he still hadn't found him.
Mochen looked down at Weiwei, and his eyes gradually darkened.
When he was in a coma, she must have had a worse time than Ji Ji, right?
Although she said nothing, he knew.
She had always been like this. Ever since she was young, she had shouldered too much on her small shoulders.
His hand landed on her shoulder, his fingertips gently massaging her shoulder bone.
Weiwei looked at him. "What's the matter?"
Mochen's eyes were dark. He looked down at Weiwei and didn't say anything for a long time.
Weiwei looked up.
Mochen rubbed her shoulder for a long time, held her shoulders tightly, lowered his head, and kissed her with his thin lips.
Weiwei held her breath and stood on tiptoe.
Mochen lifted her butt with one arm, and his sexy and magnetic voice whispered in her ear, "You're killing me!"
Weiwei felt the changes in his body. She looked at his dark eyes and her whole body softened. She clutched his shirt tightly to keep herself balanced.
Mochen looked at the bed. Oranges wasn't there. It should be with Old Master and Old Madam. He carried her, strode over, and pressed her down on the bed.
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