Chapter 1853: That man is in the car

Chapter 1853: That Man Is In The Car
When Ruan Mengmeng turned her head and said this to Zhan Mo, Xing Mu's eyes were dark and dreary, cold and indifferent.
Her eyes were dark and decisive, as if she did not know Zhan Mo, and only regarded him as a stranger.
After saying this, she turned her head and continued to look out the window.
Don't look at War Mo again, and never say a word again.
Ruan Mengmeng didn't know that when she turned around, the man sitting opposite her.
The man named Zhan Mo has always been dustless and incomparable.
There was a loss of expression on that handsome, cold face.
At that moment, a tear was so unpredictable that it rolled down from his deep and narrow eyes.
War desert tears.
This is the first time he has cried since he has memories.
The tears came so suddenly, when Zhan Mo found them, the tears had fallen down his face.
Ruan Mengmeng looked silently back to herself, unconscious.
At this moment, Zhan Mo was glad that she had not seen the most ugly scene in her life.
After that, the two were speechless.
Zhan Mo sat quietly on the sofa, watching Ruan Mengmeng's back.
He was just sitting there, but his mind was full of images of the two of them living together in the military cottage every day.
And he was in country M, from childhood to luxury but in a cold environment.
The days with Ruan Mengmeng, although short, are full of life.
Eating with her, walking with her, sunbathing with her, watching TV with her ... even the days when he was sleeping on the sofa in the bedroom, curled up with long legs, became the most irreversible memories.
I don't know how long I just watched this way, and it wasn't until the door came to speak again that it broke the lonely but warm tranquility.
"Oh, it seems someone has found it again." Ruan Mengmeng, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke again.
She turned around and looked at Zhan Mo: "It's only two hours since I lived in. This is the fourth time someone has touched it on purpose. Zhan Mo, you say that only me and you and Zhan Jia are on this ship. Who, if those are not you, who else? "
Who else will be, it is very clear.
Of course Zhan Jiaer.
Zhan Mo looked ugly, and stood up and told him, "Have a good rest, and other things ... I will take care of it."
After that, Zhan Mo went out, and after a while there was no voice outside.
Obviously, those sent by some to get inquired have been dealt with by war desert.
In the room, Ruan Mengmeng didn't hesitate to touch his stomach, and said to the three little Ding Ding: "Look, Ma Ma is right, they are all paper tigers ... You three rest assured, Ma Ma will Do n’t be afraid to bring you back safely ...


A few days later, Ruan Mengmeng ate and drank on a steamer without any awareness of being a 'heart container'.
She even went to ‘visit’ Zhan Jiaer, and accidentally said a few words. She almost did not provoke Zhan Jiaer to get oxygen on the bed.
The luxury steamer stopped at a port in a neighboring country one night, and then they flew to a private plane and flew to country M.
In 10 hours, the plane landed and reached country M.
By convention, fighters' cars can drive into the airport apron.
At this time, a few black luxury cars were waiting, waiting for the return of the distinguished masters and young ladies.
When the cabin door opened, Ruan Mengmeng stepped out of the plane with Zhan Mo and Zhan Jiaer, and saw the black luxury cars.
Ruan Mengmeng didn't take anything seriously, and at this moment, Zhan Qingze who followed her suddenly stepped forward.
He walked outside the door of one of the black luxury cars, bowed respectfully and straightly, facing the dark glass film, and could not see the inside.
This action caught Ruan Mengmeng's attention.
Suddenly, a strong foreboding made her squint and stare at the invisible window.
She knew who the only person who could make Zhan Qingze respectfully and carefully did this.
She was sure, that man, the man who hated her and made her never forgive her, must be in that car!
[Other than 1200 words: 10.6 update completed, see you tomorrow night ~ 6 more today, make up the day before yesterday, yesterday and today add up all, eh ~]
What, I desperately write, write, write, I want to write about Zhan Yang's appearance, but just can't write ... I have designed how he will appear on the scene, what to do, what to say, even if I ca n’t Very helpless ~ So let's write tomorrow. After all, it is an important person. How to write an appearance should be described in 500 words, otherwise it is too perfunctory ~~ Well, see you tomorrow, why?
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