After flirting with me wrongly, my scumbag uncle pinched my waist and pampered me fiercely

Killer turned around and was about to leave, but Shen Yuan rushed towards him again: "Bo Qing, don't leave!"

She finally found Bo Qing, and she wouldn't let him go again.

Killer pushed her away and she wrapped him tightly around him.

Killer frowned tightly: "I told you, you got the wrong person."

She couldn't admit it, the voice was also Bo Qing's, and just now, she clearly saw Bo Qing take action for her.

Why didn't he admit it? He really didn't want her anymore?

Killer forcefully pushed Shen Yuan away and strode away.

"Don't go, don't..." Shen Yuan wanted to catch up, but because he drank too much and his brain was numb, he fell backwards.

Killer, who had not taken two steps, heard the sound and saw the woman swaying. He quickly passed by with quick eyes and hands, and Shen Yuan did not fall to the ground, but fell into his arms.

The woman is very beautiful, her face is like a fairy descending to earth, so beautiful that it makes people breathless.

There were tears on her eyelashes and her eyes were red. She looked really pitiful and aggrieved.

Holding the person in his arms, Killer's heart ached intensely.

He didn't know what was going on, and this woman had fainted. He couldn't leave her here.

He didn't know this woman, and didn't know where she lived or what her identity was.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up Shen Yuan and took her back to the hotel.

This is Killer's own room. After taking him back, Shen Yuan's cell phone kept ringing.

Killer didn't intend to pay attention to it at first, but it kept ringing.

Killer immediately cut off the guy named Yayi. He didn't have the habit of randomly answering other people's calls.

But not long after, Shen Yuan's phone rang again, this time the note was from his precious son.

Killer's heart trembled. This woman looks so young. She already has a son?

Killer watched the number flash. After a while, the call automatically hung up after not answering for too long. Soon, it rang again, and it was still Mo Chaomu.

By some strange coincidence, his hand slid across the screen, and a squeaking sound came from the other end of the phone.

"Mommy!"

"Mommy, are you coming back tonight? When will you come back?"

The man paused, and a stronger strangeness emerged in his heart.

He didn't say anything, but the child on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment: "Mommy? Mommy, are you there? Uncle Yayi was worried to death when he said you were gone, Mommy?"

"Your mommy is fine." The man said, with a hint of warmth in his cold voice.

Obviously, as soon as he spoke, the child on the other end was shocked.

I originally thought that the child was going to ask him who he was, but he didn't expect him to exclaim: "Wow, Mommy went to find the wild man!"

The killer who is called a wild man: "..."

"You think too much."

"Then you slept with my mommy? Did my mommy fall in love with you? Do you look like my daddy?"

Mo Chaomu knew that although Mommy was a woman, no one else could force her to do something she didn't want to do.

And mommy won’t even look at other men, unless they look like daddy.

Mo Chaomu has never seen his father. He has only seen the photos on his mommy's phone, which is the pain in her heart.

He didn't object to Mommy looking for a man outside. After all, it was said on the Internet that the adult world was rich and colorful, and he didn't want Mommy to trap herself for a non-existent person.

"No." Killer denied.

This child's father is the one named Bo Qing?

He didn't even understand that since the man abandoned the woman, why did the woman still miss her and beg him so humbly not to leave?

"No, what's your name?" Mo Chaomu asked curiously.

"Your mommy is fine. Her address is at the Di Ting Hotel. If you're worried, just come and pick her up. Hang up."

After saying that, Killer was ready to hang up the phone.

"No, don't hang up!" came Mo Chaomu's voice from inside.

Killer seemed to be controlled by force, and the finger on the hangup stopped clicking.

"why?"

"I don't like to be hung up on by others. If you want to hang up, it's up to me to hang up. Goodbye, my mommy's wild man."

killer: "..."

Mo Chaomu hung up the phone, and Killer put the phone aside.

He was standing next to the bed. At some point, the woman reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Killer just looked at this woman like this. There was no information about this woman in his memory. The only information he had was that she was coerced at the airport and that he had met her in Ovielet two days ago.

Could it be such a coincidence that this woman appeared in front of him three times in a short period of time.

Is this unintentional or deliberate?

Being able to appear at Ovielet's birthday party shows that her identity is not simple. She suddenly hugged herself and called other men's names. Could it be that there was actually some kind of conspiracy and trap?

Ovelet disagrees with Goodwin's plan, and this is Ovelet's person. Is she pestering her because of that plan?

Killer took a deep breath, knowing that he shouldn't put too much thought into a woman.

No matter what the purpose of this woman is, he will not be affected.

Even though he knew it was time to leave, Killer still stopped in his tracks and just looked at the woman's face.

He was silent, and finally made up his mind to leave, but found that the corner of his clothes was being pulled tightly, and the woman seemed not to want to let him go.

Shen Yuan hadn't woken up yet, so she grabbed him as if she didn't want him to leave out of instinct.

Killer turned around and looked at Shen Yuan's face.

He himself didn't know how much time passed, but it felt like it was very late before he reached out his hand, released Shen Yuan's hand from holding the corner of his clothes, and put it into the quilt.

He left the room, then closed the door, left the room, and entered the elevator next to him.

He hasn't had time to report the situation to Goodwin yet.

He picked up the phone and called Goodwin: "Mr. Goodwin, well, the progress here is going according to plan."

The elevator reached the first floor, the elevator door opened, and there was a child at the door.

The child was dressed very coolly, wearing a peaked cap, and only half of his face could be seen.

Killer went out from inside, and Mo Chaomu came in from outside.

He is so short that even if he stands on tiptoes or jumps up, he cannot reach the top floor.

Seeing this, Killer walked in again: "Which floor is it?"

"Thirty-three, thank you, uncle." The little boy's voice was the same as the one on the phone. He went to the same floor where Killer just came down.

Killer was stunned. Is this the woman's son?