"Can't you see?"
Song Yanqing glanced at ah Jue. He saw the picture directly, but ah Jue could only hear it.
Qiao said in a low voice: "you and ah Jue have different strength."
Even if it is a psychic teacher, there will be a gap.
Ah Jue is too small now.
Song Yanqing himself is not the same, his ability to grow can be called terror, this is what Qiao knew at the beginning.
So he can see through Mo Jiang's past directly, but he can only see a little.
Perhaps because of the formation of Mo Jiang, some things were deliberately hidden.
"Thousand Cang?"
Ink ginger immersed in these two words, the face seems to have some anxious color: "I feel, very familiar, but I can't remember."
Some things, the more you think about them, will only make people more headache.
Even if it is Mojiang, I feel that these two words occupy a lot of weight in the depth of their memory, and now they sound shocked.
But when she thought of the past, she always felt that she could not remember, as if it was a kind of deliberate suppression.
"If you can't think of it, don't force yourself."
Qiao today advised Mo Jiang: "some things don't let you think of them for the time being, which means they won't be there."
Including things that I lost my memory.
Some things are made regularly. Even if Joe wants to think of something ahead of time, I'm afraid he won't get good results.
This is when the time is not right.
Since Mo Jiang can't think of it, it means it won't be in time.
Mo Jiang nodded, his face turned pale, and then picked up his mobile phone: "which hotel shall we stay in? I'll order a takeout."
Qiao Jin:
Song Yanqing:
***
they went back to the city, stayed in the hotel temporarily, and went back tomorrow.
Several people divided several rooms, this time only a few big men live in apartments, girls live alone.
Originally, he wanted to live apart. Muqilian said he was afraid. Only with brother Yanqing could he feel secure.
Mo Jiang went back to the hotel and changed into a light pajamas. The Ling group also called her 10 million yuan. There was no such thing. Who asked Qiao today to ask for it, and the Ling group could only do it.
After all, Mojiang is also a master, and they can't afford it.
Mo Jiang is a sincere person. He ordered his 3 million sports car in advance and sent a message to Meng Chengyu.
Mojiang: short of money?
Meng Chengyu: there is no lack of
Mojiang: I have to perform my duties.
Then she transferred 500000 yuan to Meng Chengyu.
Mojiang: first, 500000 yuan. If you don't have enough money.
Meng Chengyu
Meng Chengyu It's like a dream.
one day, she was taken care of by a woman.
When the boss said to raise them, she didn't care.
But seeing the 500000, Meng Chengyu followed.
She also sent a screenshot to her circle of friends, who also had many college friends. At that time, a group of people began to reply.
Meng Chengyu: is this what it's like to be kept by your best friend? [picture]
[money doesn't matter. What matters is that I appreciate you and want to make friends with you.
[where can I find this kind of girlfriends? I don't care whether you have money or not, mainly because you are very good-looking in my eyes, lack of a boyfriend? 】
[where do you come from such a rich girl???????? 】
[do you still lack girlfriends, those who can run errands, fight, speak soft words and soft quilt? Can't they be women? It's not for money, I just want to have your kind of warm-hearted girl]
in no way
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