Mohism.

"Nao Gong, Nao Gong, look, I bought you a lot of clothes." Luo Luo is carrying the clothes of big and small bags, with a small face on his back, and asks for credit to gather up in front of Mo lengqing.

"I don't need clothes." Mo Leng Qing pinched the eyebrow, "you buy your own, don't worry about me."

"I'll put it in the closet first," Luo Luo looked a little disappointed. "When naogong wants to wear it, he can wear it."

With that, Luo Luo ran up the stairs with the pile of clothes, and turned away. Luo Luo's bright and clear eyes crossed a touch of cunning.

Joke, did she buy it for Mo lengqing.

It's more like buying him a shroud.

These clothes are all important tools for her to travel in the world.

Looking at the little sweetheart in full bloom delivering so many clothes to Mo lengqing, but sad and disappointed, she takes the clothes upstairs. Mo Jue feels a little sad.

"I said, brother, can't you be nice to sweetheart?

You don't appreciate people's kindness in buying clothes for you! "

Mo Leng Qing glanced at him indifferently. He turned his long fingers and looked at the financial magazine. His voice was low and indifferent: "what do children know?"

"Alas." Ink Jue exaggerated cover chest, "infatuated wrong pay, infatuated wrong pay ah!"

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four o'clock in the afternoon.

Yaolingling culture media Co., Ltd.

The female anchors are whining and singing in front of the screen with beautiful face, filter and big eyes. The male anchors are playing the hot chicken eating game live with plug-ins on. The whole company is like a pool of stagnant water until one person arrives.

"Sorry, I'm looking for your boss, Ling Ling." A magnetic melodious male voice, like a secluded orchid in an empty valley, rings out slowly.

Although the visitor was a teenager, she was so beautiful that she surprised everyone in the audience.

Inside the company, there was a moment of silence.

Soon, Ling Ling, who was wearing a beige professional suit, came downstairs. She glanced at him up and down, and said, "follow me."

With that, Ling Ling went upstairs.

The boy followed her.

In the office.

Ling Ling's index finger overlaps and sits on the president's desk, with a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg shining in the sun.

At the moment, Ling Ling is looking at the man in front of her.

Coincidentally, the color of the clothes the teenager wears today matches her very well.

Off white Italian sweater, loose and casual jeans, fashionable and comfortable sports shoes It's the simplest way to dress up. Wearing it on this man is enough to make the world lose its color.

Look at this face again, it's soft, handsome, evil and full of sunshine. At the moment, the man stands here against the light and looks at him with a smile. The whole person is like a beautiful boy coming out of the cartoon, which makes people unable to move their eyes.

This is a face Ling Ling has never seen before, but her eyes make her feel very familiar.

"Ye Ling sent you?" Ling Ling leaned forward slightly and spoke after a moment's silence.

"Yes, she said, you will make me a new identity." Young lips hook wind light cloud light smile.

"This is a good identity." With that, Ling Ling pushed a folder in front of the boy.

The young master is not in a hurry to take over. Instead, he looks at Ling Ling with a smile.

It's like, he knows what Ling Ling is going to do next and is waiting for her.

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