Qin Beimo looked at her with a smile, and whispered "EH.".

He took a sip of the wine glass, then looked at the netherworld inflammation, and simply returned to him with a few words.

Mo Xin'er saw that he no longer cared about himself, so he continued to keep his hair down.

[Professor Bai, I'm Mo Xin'er. I already know what you've done. I hope you can stop and don't make enemies with others. I know you are good for me, but demon king technology does not need to enter the international certification in this way. I hope to enter the international certification with our own strength. Professor Bai should be rational and stop doing things that hurt others and yourself. I don't want to see you do that. 】

after clicking send, Mo Xin'er waited for a while, but did not receive any reply.

Did you change the number?

It's also possible.

After thinking about it, the text message sent by Mo Xin'er was deleted to avoid being seen by the big devil.

Then put the mobile phone aside, ignore it, and join the conversation between youmingyan and Qin Beimo.

White House manor.

By the pool.

Bai Liuchuan leaned against the black rattan chair and looked at the distant night sky with his empty eyes.

The whole person is shrouded in loneliness and desolation.

The mobile phone screen on the desk is bright, showing the message from Mo Xin'er.

Next to it was a wine glass and an empty whisky bottle.

Looking at the old housekeeper, he stepped forward and said cautiously, "young master, it's too late for you to have a rest."

Bai Liuchuan's empty eyes still had no focal length. After a moment of silence, he murmured: "Uncle Zhou, I'm not very bad."

"How could that be? Young master, you are the best of all the children in the Bai family from childhood. In C country, in the imperial capital, you are also the pride of heaven in the eyes of people, the genius of science and technology, and the prince in the eyes of countless girls. "

"Is it?" Bai Liuchuan suddenly laughed at himself: "then why do I care about never care about me."

Why is there only loneliness in his world.

"Young master, those who don't care about you, why do you care. It's not worth it. "

Bai Liuchuan's tone is light: "I want not to care, but I can't do it. I don't know what else I can do, but it seems that there is no point in doing anything. "

Looking at Bai Liuchuan, the old housekeeper didn't know how to persuade him except for the pain.

Although Bai Liuchuan is excellent in all aspects, he lacks love and affection from childhood.

His parents, who have no feelings, are indifferent to him. He has been lonely since he was a child. After so many years of growing up, he finally has a girl he likes, but becomes someone else's bride.

If it wasn't for too much wine today, Bai Liuchuan would never have said these words to the housekeeper.

When sober, he will only suppress all emotions in the bottom of his heart and bear them alone.

A moment later, Bai Liuchuan said again: "well, you go to have a rest, don't worry about me."

"Young master, you...

the housekeeper wanted to say something more, but Bai Liuchuan interrupted:" don't say anything, go down. "

The housekeeper saw that he was resolute and didn't say anything, so he turned and left.

Bai Liuchuan picked up his mobile phone and looked at the news on the screen. After a long time, he answered one.

OK, I'll listen to you. 】

in the car.

Mo Xin'er leaned against Mo in the north of Qin Dynasty and fell asleep unconsciously.

The mobile phone screen on the side of the leg suddenly lights up, followed by a short message.

Qin Beimo heard the sound and looked at the mobile phone screen.

"Well, I'll listen to you." A few words clearly fell into his dark eyes.

Although there is no remark, the person who can also guess the starting news of Qin Beimo must be Bai Liuchuan.

Just in the flourishing age, this little thing should be secretly sending a message to Bai Liuchuan, so I feel guilty when I see him.

Mo Xin'er holds Qin Beimo's waist and sleeps soundly. He doesn't hear a message from his mobile phone.

Qin Beimo looks down at the little woman in his arms. After a few seconds, he suddenly lowers his head and holds her pink mouth.

Mo Xin'er's breathing is not smooth, Xiu Mei can't help frowning.

Qin Beimo didn't want to wake her up and left her lips a moment later.

Mo Xin'er's eyebrows gradually spread out and found a comfortable position to continue to sleep.

Back to the imperial garden.

The car stopped in front of the main building.

Qin Beimo gently picked her up, and then got out of the car.

The next day, early in the morning.

Mo Xin'er slowly opens his eyes.

Looking at the familiar ceiling above her head, I remember that they came out of the prosperous world last night. Not long after they got on the bus, she fell asleep. She didn't wake up and has been sleeping till now!

She turned her head and looked at Qin Beimo beside her. She closed her eyes and seemed to be sleeping.

The hand in the quilt gently grasped the arm across her waist and wanted to take it away.

As a result, as soon as he moved, Qin Beimo suddenly tightened his arm and took her into his arms.

Mo Xin'erShe blinked at him and asked in a low voice, "Ninth master, are you awake?"

Qin Beimo closed his eyes, and his voice was a bit lazy: "don't move, lie down again."

"Oh." Mo Xin'er lies quietly. After a while, he suddenly asks in a low voice: "by the way, Ninth master, where's my mobile phone? Where did you put it? "

Qin Beimo was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly he opened his eyes. The Dark Phoenix eyes were staring at her. His voice was a little cold: "I don't know."

Mo Xin'er: "it seems that the painting style is not right!

Nine ye this is to think she talks to disturb him to sleep?

Are you angry?

After thinking about it, he whispered, "go to sleep. I won't disturb you."

Qin Beimo didn't sleep, but he put her in his arms again.

In fact, he woke up long ago and was not sleepy. He just wanted to hold her.

Mo Xin'er nests in his arms, secretly wondering that the big devil is not right.

Half an hour later.

Qin Beimo let her go and they got up.

When Qin Beimo goes to the bathroom, Mo Xin'er finds his mobile phone on the table.

She picked it up and saw an unread text message.

It's Bai Liuchuan's message.

The text message content is also displayed on the desktop.

OK, I'll listen to you. 】

Bai Liuchuan promised not to do that again.

Mo Xin'er was relieved at last.

In a flash, it seems that he thought of something again. Jiuye is in a wrong mood. It's not related to this message, is it?

However, I can't see anything in just five words.

Maybe it's Xiao Yi, the news they gave her on the 17th night.

Mo Xin'er is wondering. Qin Beimo has come out of the bathroom and sees her standing at the table with a mobile phone.

"Heart."

"Ah?" Mo Xin'er suddenly turns his head and looks at him.

Qinbeimo a face indifferent way: "to wash su."

"Oh, good." Mo Xin'er smiles, puts down his cell phone and goes to the bathroom.

When she came to Qin Beimo, she suddenly stopped and asked in a low voice, "Ninth master. Are you in a bad mood in the morning because you didn't sleep well? "

Qin Beimo: "am I in a bad mood?"

Mo Xin'er: "er... A little bit."