The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Qin Xiaochen looked at two people, one big and one small, and their faces gradually overlapped.

Qin Xiaochen's face turned pale unknowingly.

He suddenly felt that the scent coming from the side was not so good.

He felt a little bit unspeakable sad!

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Watching Qin Xiaochen walk out in a muddled manner.

La Tiao shook his head: "It's so miserable!"

Xie Xize raised his hand and tapped his forehead: "He deserves it!"

Spicy snorted: "Let go of me, I want to eat!"

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On the same day, Mo Shixuan came out of the detention center!

She was arrested for almost a month, and for her, this month is almost longer than a century.

In it, she went from panic and fear, to despair, to numbness!

Mo Shixuan thought that he would never come out in this life.

Unexpectedly, he could come out in the end.

She wore the same clothes she was wearing when she was caught.

This month she was anxious and insomnia, and the people who lived there were no ghosts or ghosts, and the clothes that once fitted on her body were empty...

This month, my face has not been maintained, my skin has become dull, rough and loose, and my eyes are dull and dull. It looks like I am ten years old.

Standing outside the detention center, the cold wind blew through his thin clothes and she shivered in the cold.

However, this is just the instinctive shaking of the body.

What really frightened her was the person sitting in the car after the window fell.

Mo Shixuan began to tremble almost instinctively!

"Come on!"

Mo Shixuan came over timidly, reaching out to open the door.

The people in the car raised their delicate hands and covered their noses: "Sit in front!"

Mo Shixuan's body stopped, dare not say anything, silently detoured the passenger door, opened it and sat on it.

She tried to shrink herself into a ball and reduce her sense of existence!

"Do you know what to do later?"

"I..." Mo Shixuan said, her voice hoarse.

She was in the detention center. A few days ago, a female suspect in the same room put sand in her mouth.

I hurt my throat, and I haven't recovered yet, my throat hurts fiercely.

There was a sound from the back seat: "Trash!"

Mo Shixuan was even more afraid to look up!

After dozens of minutes, the car turned into a dilapidated side street.

Nowadays, there are almost no people on this street.

The car stopped in front of Mo Yanyang's shop, and the driver said, "Madam, the door is not opened. I will go and see what is posted on the door."

After the driver got down, he came back soon: "Madam, this store has changed address, and the new store just opened today!"

The woman in the back seat chuckled, "Is that right, the new store is open, so it's just a gift!"

She dropped the car window, revealing a gentle face.

Not someone else, it was Rosie.

She glanced at the small shop with notes plastered on the door, her lips raised.

Mo Shixuan trembled more severely.

She did not expect that the person who came to Jinchuan would be Rosie!

"Madam, shall we go to this new address now?"

Rosie said softly: "If you want to give someone a happy opening, of course you have to buy a gift first!"

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Mo Yanyang has been busy in the store until 4 pm, and finally has time to come out and breathe a sigh of relief!

She was about to break both arms.

When eating, the chopsticks almost can't hold.

Mo Yanyang slumped on the chair and said, "If this happens every day, I must be exhausted. I have to change the rules. There are 100 tables a day, no more!"

"Heh..." Xie Xize was not sympathetic at all.

"Outstretched arms!"

Mo Yanyang: "What are you doing?"

Xie Xize: "Chop it, so that you don't have to scoop it up in the future!"

That's what I said, but his hand grabbed Mo Yanyang's arm, rolled up her sleeves, poured the medicinal liquor on her hand, and kneaded her arm!

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