Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

"Little Joe, I..."

"I am such a person. I can't help seeing those sluts. I am so vulgar. If I have another time, I will still do it. I am so rough, I am... I am willing!"

Turning around, she stepped on the high heels and ran into the back door of the community.

"Ye Qiao!"

Ji Mo is still chasing, and there is already a car under the horn - his car blocks the right line.

Helpless, he had to run back, restart the car, let the drive open, park the car to the side of the road, and then chase the past, where there is Ye Qiao's shadow.

Back to the car, Ji Mo took out the phone, dialed her phone, and the bell rang, but it came from his car.

He stretched out the door and saw the side of the passenger's seat. Ye Qiao's mobile phone screen was on, showing his number on it. She also set up a caller picture for him.

In the picture, he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, holding a pen in one hand, and looking at the background seemed to be a photo of the closed training in the village.

This girl, actually sneaked his photo?

Holding the phone and watching the photos above, Ji Mo vaguely guessed something, sighed and shook his head.

He took the phone into the pocket, and he re-entered the driver's seat. He started the car and went to the main entrance of Ye Qiao's home. He parked the car downstairs and stepped up the stairs to ring the door.

For a moment, Ye mother smiled and pulled the door open.

"Quide, please come in!"

"Is Joe Joe back?"

Ms. Ye raised her chin to Ye Qiao’s bedroom. "I don't know what happened. When I came back, I slammed the table. Are you coming in?"

"It's not too late, I won't bother." Ji Mo took out his mobile phone and sent it to his mother. "Oh, her mobile phone is in my car, you can give it back to her!"

Ms. Ye took the phone, "I’m still having trouble running it myself."

"You are polite, then I will go first."

Looking up at Ye Qiao’s room, Ji Mo turned and walked downstairs.

Ye mother is busy chasing it out, "Season, slow down."

Listening to his footsteps drifting away, Ye mother came back with her mobile phone and buckled Ye Qiao’s door.

"Tell him, let him roll for me!"

Inside the door, Ye Qiao was discouraged.

"Don't let people roll, people leave early!" Ye mother took the key that Ye Dad handed over, opened the door, and looked at Ye Qiao, who was sulking in his little bed, and came over to put the phone next to her. "No. I said to you, if you have anything, you can't say it well. How good is the character of a small season? If you are like you, you will lose your temper... If you are a temper, no matter how good a man can't stand it!"

"I can't stand it!" Ye Qiao rubbed a paper towel and wiped his nose. "Little man has lived forever!"

Ye mother has to persuade, Ye Dad has already walked over to put a plate of fruit on the table.

"Little Joe, don't cry, eat some fruit."

"I didn't cry!"

"Don't cry, don't cry, eat some fruit and moisturize your throat!"

"You!" Ye mother was so angry that she stood up. "You just spoiled her, what a girl looks like!"

"Well, let's go!" Ye Dad pulled Ye Ma to the living room. "You don't mix small things."

"I don't mix, so a good man scares her away!"

"Do not worry, I really like Xiao Qiao, scare and run, if you don't like it, it's useless to pull it back!"

"You understand!"

......

When the old couple were in the living room, they also heard Ye Qiao’s ears.

She climbed up and looked downstairs, where there is a car in the season.

"Hey!" Ye Qiao pulled the curtains. "I don't like it, I don't like it. What's great!"