Chapter 143

"That's not what I mean..." Wen Yiyi blushed and shook his head.

"What does that mean?" He asked. Instead of letting her go, he held her tighter.

"Can't I be shy..." She was embarrassed. She tugged at the corner of his coat and begged, "can you let go first and hold it when you go back?"

This is the center of the city.

If she remembers correctly, there are several students in the class who live near here. She was worried that she would meet her classmates here.

Wen Yiyi is a jewelry designer. Two thirds of the class are girls.

As for girls, their mouths are quite big. They like to gossip when they have nothing to do.

If you see that she doesn't even talk to boys on weekdays, and suddenly cuddle with a man in the street, she must be full of gossip.

When the time comes, it will spread ten, and ten will spread a hundred Her reputation was destroyed.

What worries her most is that it will spread to Wen Ruchu and Lin xueru. As long as they know, her mother will also

Mo Xiu Chen low Mou sees her, the lip petal tiny outline a shallow almost invisible radian, stare at her eyes deep not see bottom, let a person not understand what he is thinking.

"Mo Xiuchen..." She shouted softly as like as two peas, and her hands were ten, and a poor look came up. "Please, please!"

did not know why. She looked at her so pathetic. He had no idea of continuing to play her down. He found that he was exactly like the cat he had raised in his other villa.

Every time Xiao Xi takes advantage of his absence to make trouble in the villa, sometimes he destroys some valuable things. He will admit his mistakes and please him.

If he didn't make any response, he would look at him with a very pitiful look, and his hairy tail swayed back and forth behind him.

When he overlaps Xiaoxi's appearance with Wen Yiyi's at this time, Mo Xiuchen feels that the more he looks The more like.

He narrowed his eyes. After Wen Yiyi spoke again, he said in a low voice: "OK, I'll deal with you when I go back."

He was holding her, very close to her. When he said this, he almost said it in her ear.

When speaking, the breath sprayed on Wen Yiyi's white earlobe bit by bit, and her whole face turned red instantly.

I don't know if it's because they are too close, or because what he said is too ambiguous. People can't help thinking about it.

Then, like a nobody, as if the ambiguous words were not what he said, he released his arm around Wen Yiyi's waist, put his hands in his pocket, and went to the parking garage.

As soon as Mo Xiuchen left, Wen Yiyi felt that the air around him became clear, not as depressed as when he was there.

She took a breath, rubbed her sore neck, and ran up with her short legs.

……

The car was quiet and speechless all the way back to Nancheng.

One after another, they got out of the car and entered the villa.

In the living room, Mo Qingling is lying on the sofa watching TV. When he sees them coming back, his eyes are shining as if he saw something. He gets up from the sofa and runs here before he can put on his shoes.

"Where's my meal? What about dinner? " Mo Qingling ran over and circled around Wen Yiyi.

However, Wen Yiyi has nothing in his hands except a bag.

Wen Yiyi is a face muddled force of looking at her, "what?"