Chapter 517

"Let's meet again," Qin Er said lightly. "My name is Qin Xin, how about you?"

"Mu Xiaobao." Even when this baby looked expressionless in the mirror, even I felt a little scared.

Qin Er nodded, and did not break through her and gave a pseudonym, and said lightly, "Xiao Bao, you don't have to be so alert to me. My piano house has nothing to see, and you can stay for as long as you want. . "

"You can rest assured that I will not mention this to anyone." Qin Er's sleeve swiped across the table, and he lightly poured a cup of tea for her and pushed it to her.

Qiao Mu looked inexplicably at the second son of Qinfu, wondering what medicine was being sold in this gourd.

Is there nothing to see? Last night your father was plotting with people most of the night.

Could it be that the harp was ignorant?

She subconsciously wanted to reach out and pinch her small head, always feeling strange in her life.

Quite different from the last life, many things caught her by surprise and had no time to prepare.

In the last life, she was taken away by Fan Qiuhe's beast at about 20 years old and tortured for two years.

At the age of 22, he was taken away by the "master" in front of him and followed him, for at least four years.

Not to mention the people in front of you, but at least roughly familiar.

He is a stubborn person who is almost paranoid.

He is harsh, as long as he looks at his "taming animals" means.

At that time, her heart was more closed than this moment. An immobile person who could not move his hands stayed in a fixed place all day, eating and drinking Lasa together, without any dignity at all. Things next to the tube.

She only knew that the place where she stayed at the time was not a piano house at all.

Moreover, she didn't know where she was at all, but it was definitely not in Mission Hills.

Perhaps he had already opened his own house and lived there.

Now, she met Qin Er, seven or eight years earlier!

This is irresistible, destiny-

Those who meet should meet as always.

But now, she will completely control her destiny in her own hands, no one thinks, take control!

she was! of! not! Come!

Qiaomu held the hot tea cup in both hands, glanced at the man in front of him indifferently, and slightly lowered his head.

The second son jumped slowly in his heart. Somehow, when he saw the expressionless face of the small facial paralysis and the snowy eyes, he always felt that it was not a taste, and he wanted to reach out and warm her eyes.

"My son." The big manager's voice sounded outside the door.

"What is it."

"There are some important guest lists about the birthday party of the old man. We need to discuss with the second son again."

"Um." Qin Erzi stood up, staring at the little guy with his head hanging down, "You play Heyuan first, I'll go back later."

As he walked out, he said lightly, "The road is cold, remember to put on the fur."

Qiaomu looked up and looked out the window to see him come down from the cabinet.

I do not know when the sky was snowing again, the accompanying chief bowed down respectfully and set up an umbrella for him.

Qiao Mu also got up and walked downstairs. As she passed the stairs, a maid lowered her head and handed her a fur.

Qiaomu gave a hand and took it. He casually put it on and walked out of the attic.

(End of this chapter)

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