Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

With her forehead pressed against her, the man stared at her for a moment, his deep eyes in the dim yellow light, there was an inseparable doting.

Indulge?

Was she dazed by his kiss?

It's absurd that you can still think of such a romantic word.

Gu Li secretly complained about herself, not wanting to be bewitched by him, she asked for **** and avoided his sight.

However, Mo Shiting deliberately lifted her chin and pulled her face back.

Having no choice but to look at each other, Gu Li had no choice but to tear off his hand, with a helpless tone: "You have taken all the cheap, can you let me go?"

"Promise me one thing and let you go."

Mo Shiting finally let go.

Gu Li couldn't wait to say, "You say it."

"Don't enter the entertainment industry!"

Mo Shiting emphasized.

He can treat tonight's incident as an accident, but he will never tolerate it again.

"Okay."

Gu Li nodded.

She didn't intend to be an artist at first, she wanted to be an artist boss.

It's just that she won't tell him, after all, they will soon be unrelated strangers.

My heart hurts inexplicably, hey, after all, she still couldn't put him down completely.

Mo Shiting didn't know what the girl was thinking. Seeing that she agreed without hesitation, he reached out and touched her face, his deep voice was a little more gentle, "Let's go."

"Um?"

Gu Li blinked in surprise.

Aware of her skeptical eyes, Mo Shiting's lips curled slightly into a wicked arc, "What? Don't want to leave?"

"certainly not."

Gu Li pushed him away angrily, and walked over to open the door of the safe passage.

Her head quietly poked out the door, and when she saw that there was no one outside, she quickly slipped out.

During the whole process, Mo Shiting didn't look at him again.

Mo Shiting originally wanted to go with her, but when he put on his mask, he found that the girl had long since disappeared.

This girl is running too fast.

...

Leaving from the backstage, Mo Shiting did not go to the event site, but walked out of the gym and into the parking lot.

Lu Yang was waiting for him there.

"Young Master, are you leaving?"

Lu Yangchi questioned.

He thought that the young master would take the young lady with him, but he was the only one who came out.

Mo Shiting was about to speak when his phone rang.

It appeared that it was Wan Yao, who must have come because of the fact that his son Song Zekai was imprisoned in the police station.

The screen kept flashing, Mo Shiting pursed his lips and pressed the answer button.

"Hey."

"Shi Ting, it's me, your cousin. Are you done?"

Wanting to beg others, Wan Yao was extremely humble.

From last night to now, she and Song Xueming had made dozens of calls to Mo Shiting, but they couldn't get through.

Fortunately, this time, someone was finally found.

At least it means that he is willing to listen to his pleas.

So, without waiting for Mo Shiting to respond, Wan Yao immediately said again, "Shi Ting, just beg you as a cousin, okay? I know it's wrong for Zekai to hurt people in public, but since he's your cousin. For the sake of me, let's spare him this time? Besides, didn't he drink a lot of alcohol? He was not so reckless on weekdays when he was drunk. You see, he has been locked up at the police station for one night, suffering from misery. I also suffered a lot, why not, forget it?"

never mind?

Mo Shiting raised his eyebrows sarcastically, "I'm not a police officer, so it's useless to ask me about this."

Unexpectedly, after spending so much time talking, Mo Shiting was unmoved. Wan Yao gritted her teeth bitterly, "Shi Ting, you don't care about family love so much, aren't you afraid of hurting the old lady's heart?"