Play with?
Mo Xiuchen frowned. He didn't like Mo Qingling's words. He looked up at her with a touch of cold in his eyes: "go out!"
"Cut!" Mo Qingling snorted, and did not let her say it.
Making a face at the man, Mo Qingling turns and goes out.
The door of the study was closed and suddenly fell into silence.
Mo Xiuchen stares at the document on the hand, the purpose is a row of dense words, but he can't see a word, the words that Mo Qingling just said reverberate in his mind.
The man's brow a wrinkly, holding the hand of the document, involuntarily tightened a few.
In love? kiss? Courtship? Sounds like something good.
But with whom, winiyi?
Mo Xiu Chen sinks an eye, stop oneself want to continue to think the mind that goes on.
He opened the drawer, took out a cigarette box from the drawer, drew out a cigarette and lit it.
Mo Xiuchen put the lighted cigarette to his lips, took a deep breath, and then pressed down the irritability.
But the thought still came from the bottom of my heart.
Mo Qingling's words make him want to have a try with Wen Yiyi.
Try to fall in love with her, try to kiss her, try to woo her
Mo Xiuchen took another puff of smoke and spewed out white smoke. Through the white fog, he looked at a lot of documents in front of him. He couldn't see them at all. His whole mind was what Mo Qingling said before he left.
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Mo Xiuchen did what he said. The next morning, he called Lu Shen to drive Wen Yiyi to C University.
Wen Yiyi thought that there would only be her and Lu Shen in the car, but he didn't want Mo Xiuchen to follow him.
She looked at the man sitting beside her in dismay, a little puzzled, and asked in a voice, "are you going to C University, too?"
Her soft, greasy voice came. Mo Xiu Chen's vision immediately drew back from the window, not salty and insipid glanced at Wen Yi Yi, didn't answer her words, only turned to Lu Shen way: "drive."
"Yes."
As soon as Lu Shen stepped on the gas, the car drove out smoothly.
Wen Yiyi is still a little confused. When she goes to school, what does Mo Xiuchen do?
She raised her head and looked at Mo Xiuchen. She saw that he was resting on the seat, and his eyes were cold all the time. At this time, they were closed, and his long and curly eyelashes were shaking like a small brush.
The sunshine outside the window came in, and the warm light sprinkled on his handsome face, which seemed unreal and unreal. Wen Yiyi couldn't help being in a trance.
She stared at the man's handsome face, like possessed, subconsciously reaching out to touch his face.
However, when Wen Yiyi's hand was several centimeters away from Mo Xiuchen's face, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
The Mou son tightly stares at in front of that many hands, the man's Mou bottom is dark, let a person see what he is thinking.
Wen Yiyi didn't expect that he would suddenly open his eyes and was startled.
She quickly took back her hand. Her white and tender face was full of fire. She felt guilty, like a child caught stealing food by an adult. She stammered and lied to him: "that You have something on your face, I just... "
"Well?" He squinted at her, did not speak, a faint tone up, um, inexplicably let Wen Yiyi feel that he told a lie, has been seen through by him.
She turned her head to avoid Mo Xiuchen's dark eyes, looked out of the window, swallowed her saliva, opened her mouth in embarrassment, and changed the topic: "it's a beautiful day today..."
Mo Xiu Chen slightly Cu eyebrow, to her shift topic seems to be some dissatisfaction, but also didn't ask much.
His tone was cold, which was a response to Wen Yiyi's words. Then he turned his head to the window and closed his eyes slightly.