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Song Chujiu knew the lock screen password on Xiao Moqing's phone and easily unlocked his phone.
A text message appears on the phone screen, and you can preview the content on the screen without clicking on it.
"Mr. Xiao, Lu Jingli's matter has been settled."
Song Chujiu¡¯s hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the phone.
Lu Jingli?
Isn¡¯t Lu Jingli¡¯s matter in the past?
He even promised her that he would never attack Lu Jingli again. Why
Song Chujiu couldn't help but shudder.
At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Song Chujiu quickly put Xiao Moqing's cell phone back.
The man slowly walked out of the bathroom. Water droplets fell from the tips of his hair and landed on his well-textured chest.
The man only wore a bath towel around his lower body. The man's slender and toned body was fully exposed. His eight-pack abs, which symbolized strength, were looming under the bath towel. He had a wild charm and his figure was comparable to that of a male model. Perfect.
Song Chujiu quickly looked away, complaining in his voice.
"Why did you come out without a bathrobe?"
Xiao Moqing was wiping his hair. When he heard her words, he paused slightly and said lightly: "It's convenient."
Song Chujiu: ""
"I have to take it off after a while anyway."
Song Chujiu looked at the man's cold and handsome face without any emotion, and really wanted to scold him for being shameless.
There is really no one who is serious about playing hooligans!
Song Chujiu watched him wiping his hair and suddenly asked: "Xiao Moqing, why don't you make friends?"
A man like him will have many friends if he wants them.
What's more, he is only twenty-six years old this year, which is the best time of his life. It is normal to go out to have a party with friends.
"I don't like it." Xiao Moqing said calmly: "I don't like it being too noisy."
"Making friends doesn't necessarily mean being noisy, right? If they are like-minded, they won't have the trouble you mentioned."
"Not interested." It's still a very simple three words.
Song Chujiu looked at his hair that had not yet been dried and took out the hair dryer from the bathroom.
"Shall I help you dry your hair?"
Xiao Moqing turned to look at her and said, "Okay."
He sat in the seat where Song Chujiu usually sat, but this time they swapped roles.
Song Chujiu¡¯s hands shuttled between the man¡¯s soft hair.
Song Chujiu looked at the man in the mirror.
The man sat back on the chair, his eyes slightly closed.
The man's chest is reflected in the mirror, white and strong, like fine jade, elegant and powerful.
Song Chujiu couldn't help but said: "Why are you so white?"
Among the men she had ever met, there were few men with skin as fair as Xiao Moqing's. It was no wonder that many people who were dissatisfied with him directly called him a "white-faced boy."
Xiao Moqing still didn't open his eyes, "Maybe he followed his mother."
Song Chujiu's movements were slightly stagnant, "Do you still remember her?"
¡°Even without hypnosis, I still don¡¯t remember it very clearly after so many years.¡±
He has never been a person who likes to dwell on the past.
"But" Xiao Moqing added: "I remember her skin is very white."
Song Chujiu responded and asked: "After you were hypnotized, you forgot everything. Did you also forget some of your friends and partners back then?"
"Um."
"That must be a pity, right?"
"It's no pity." Xiao Moqing said calmly: "I don't have many friends, and the ones I forget are also some insignificant people." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com