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Chapter 1711 The same birthmark (eight)

Facial?

she?

Qian's mother made a gesture of silence, asking her not to disturb her. She rested. After putting the food on the table, she took the servant out.

Could it be that she looks a little similar to Mrs. Ding's wife? She had known this a long time ago.

Before Gu Juexi came, the Qian family and the Ding family were considered famous families in the older generation of City B, so Qian's mother and Mrs. Ding had a pretty good relationship.

However, the Ding family has only two sons, and she only has one son. Qian Yikun and Ding Junqi are about the same age. If they weren't both sons, maybe they were really married back then, but they might not have been sure.

Could it be that after the door was closed, my eyes were opened, and my eyes fell on the food on the bedside table, and my nose felt slightly sore.

Although Qian's mother and she were not very happy when they met for the first time, for Mo Fei, someone was a little bit nicer to her, which was enough to touch her.

After all, there are too few people in this world who treat her well.

May I thought about it, my ears moved slightly and I heard the movement outside, as if Qian Yikun was back.

Could it be that I just lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and then stood at the back of the door?

The footsteps of the upstairs became clearer and clearer. Could it be that holding his wrist, waiting for the man who had been tortured to come up?

Da-da-da-da-da-

The sound of leather shoes falling to the ground, could it be that I held my breath?

The door handle was sliding, and May he held his hand tightly. Qian Yikun paused when he pushed the door in, his mouth slightly curled up, and he still pushed the door open quietly.

Qian Yikun just pushed open the door, and Mo Fei suddenly took action. Qian Yikun reached out and kicked the door to isolate the danger of being discovered. Because he had been prepared for a long time, he indeed avoided Mo Fei's sneak attack.

Mayfai made a ruthless move, Qian Yikun retreated step by step, and was forced to the head of the bed by Mofai, and Mayfai reached out to slash his neck. Qian Yikun quickly grabbed her wrist with his eyes.

May he couldn't do it, so he swept directly downwards. Qian Yikun lay directly on the bed because of the force. At this time, he thought he would block it. But he didn't expect that he would catch the circle of his left hand and the sweep under his feet.

While she was shocked, Qian Yikun had already used force with his wrists. He hit the ground with his feet against the ground, holding her right wrist, and directly pulled her body from the sky above him lying on the bed 180 degrees.

"grass--"

The bed was very soft, but Qian Yikun's strength was not necessarily small, and this fall almost made her spit.

Qian Yikun was almost head-to-head with her. When Mo Fei got up quickly, Qian Yikun was one second faster than her. After bounced for a moment, he pressed the person under him, cleverly avoiding her still blood-blocked belly.

The two of them were gasping violently after this incident. Could it be that they stared at Qian Yikun, and sweat was actually on Qian Yikun's forehead. Could it be that this woman is definitely not easy to mess with.

"Hyitant, let me go." Mo Fei struggled for a few times, stared at Qian Yikun and shouted.

Qian Yikun pressed her one-handed elbows above her chest, and her other hand clamped her hands. The huge double bed was messy because of their fight. If it weren't for their tense posture, it would have been misunderstood.
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