chapter 30 you're...

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mo chiqing put the material into the casserole, this only opened fire, the kitchen stool he is not good to occupy, then had to move a chair to stay in the kitchen, this thing to stay up long!
he naturally wanted to be careful about this soup, so he took out his cell phone and boarded the website, which has a name called "red league", as to why it is called, he is not
known.
he opened his own next task, he watched several times, in the determination that he can fully remember when the exit url, this is related to whether he can get the money, take the money to find the key to small, he can not just screw
up.
although, he doesn't know how he's going to do
it!
however, this is an excellent money-making existence for him, a moment to wait for mu yu to drink chicken soup he went out, he wants to find an internet bar to make up things, he would have thought to find mu yu borrowed a computer, but think of what happened at noon, mo chiqing did not have that
courage.
"little lady, i'm looking at this chicken soup for a long time, or do you go to rest, i'll help you
watch?" the cook came forward and said to mo chiqing.
mo chiqing slightly looked up, "auntie, no, you busy you, this thing i look at myself, anyway, i have nothing to
do." the


cook: "if there's anything the young lady has, she'll tell her." "okay,


i see." mo chiqing doesn't like to trouble others, so he said this i know, that's just the superficial meaning. <
mo chiqing bowed his head, opened a certain bo, he intends to brush for a while to watch the tv
series.
however, he did not think that he would eat melons himself!

he looked at the time, only sent not half an hour, and there are no clicks, if he saw his name, he would not have noticed.

he opened, rough look, here is probably meaning that he is not late to face, robbed miss mojia is the man of mo butterfly, shamelessly occupied for their own, born a man but tricked to marry a man, when really when the man's face to
lose.
he understood the meaning of his own, but this person sent but the words are full of abuse, when it is really how difficult to hear how to
come.
if the psychological quality is worse, afraid to give gas on the spot to cry, but in mo chiqing, he felt that these words are still good, mo butterfly scolded him, that is particularly difficult to
hear.
for this person, mo chiqing actually every day do not want to add to know who did, mo butterfly this person has always seen him good, he did not want to be mu yuling | insult, so she will be reluctant, try their best to make him
uncomfortable.
if he did not guess wrong, mordean afraid to see him, regret to calculate
him? knowing that mu yu had not hurt him, he was jealous. <
mo butterfly may be very regretful, mu yu in addition to a little lame, that face is eye-catching, let people see on the heart of love, she must hate to tear him
apart.
however, how she is not willing, how to think of his reputation stinking, he actually does not care, as long as the thought that he has escaped from the mo home that he hated, he felt the air is particularly
clear.
mo chiqing quit a bo, the eyes do not see not upset, he is sure that the person behind this is definitely mo butterfly, mo butterfly said so vicious words he did not feel surprised.


......
monkey head mushroom chicken soup good, mo chiqing did not go to send to mu yu, but commanded the chef, and so mu yu down to eat when it is over, let mu yu drink
more.
mo chiqing did not see the kitchen lady that want to say and stop the appearance, he said after he had turned away, he was anxious to go to the internet cafes to make
money.
he didn't see ho when he went out, he didn't care, because he knew that as long as he walked out of the villa, ho translation will appear behind him, sometimes mo chiqing quite sympathetic to ho translation, where he went, ho translation has to go where, it seems that there is no
freedom.
mo chiqing this villa, ho translation will be as mo chiqing thought, followed by him, face is still so smelly, that eyes fell on mo chiqing's body, it seems that can not wait to poke a hole in mo chiqing's
body. <
such a strong gaze, mo chiqing is no response, not that he does not have no feelings, but he is too eager mood so that he does not care too much about the feelings of ho translation, anyway, ho translation again dissatisfied with him, it is impossible to shoot at
him.
he found the closest website, opened a ten-dollar, he went to find a seat, ho also followed
up.
mo chiqing found a seat, he silently looked at the side of him standing on the side of the ho translation, "you want to stand
here?" ho,"


ho said, cold-faced, without answering.
mo chiqing suddenly got a headache, "no, you are standing here so suddenly, you want to cause
attention?"
horton took a moment, and then sat next to mo chiqing, as if someone had put a knife around his neck and forced
him. mo chiqing:


..." no, this sitting next to him, and let him do what?



"okay." mo chiqing stared at ho for a moment, see ho translation seems to ignore him, and finally he compromised.
look, isn't that what's going on with
him? he's not doing anything bad anyway!
he turned on the computer, brushed the new start to do that task, he is the code is like a masterless genius, which makes him absurd, and it seems to take it for granted.

mo chiqing concentrated, and did not find sitting on the side of the ho translation to his eyes more strange, he thought about an hour or so to do things well, so that he can save a few dollars, money this thing, no matter how much, there is a good thing, which means at least not
hungry.
this sitting is an hour, mo chiqing high concentration of the consequences is a little dizzy, he gently patted his head with his hand, got, he was hit and left a
legacy.
slow down for a while, mo chiqing this only to save things, and then passed to their own mobile phone, this will be the computer shut
down.
on his side, he could see ho's eyes looking at him indistingublely, looking a little frightening.

"you're..." what's the
look?
mo chiqing this words did not finish, then heard the "twisted" sound, immediately followed by the "bang" object landing sound, followed by a noise, and then heard someone begging for mercy: "don't
smash!" don't screw it up! please! what to say, say it! "oh,


say it?" then a sarcastic voice sounded, "special, you let us eat a hard meal?" why, then to tell us when i didn't want to say it? well? you're telling me now, isn't it a little ridiculous? "

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