Chapter 223

"What do you want?"

"People who want you."

"I want to be a lady in one night. Do you really think I'm expensive? What's the difference between a woman who goes to bed and a prostitute? "

At that time, the scene was too vague, and she didn't pay attention. The conversation was almost forgotten. All I remember was that his face was very cold. Looking at her eyes was more like looking at a pile of garbage.

Now it sounds that Mo Beiting's attitude at that time was really bad.

I guess I want to strangle her.

"It's dinner, ma'am."

Let elder sister come out to call her.

Yiqiao was about to turn off the screen when the phone rang. It was the same number just now.

She slightly twisted eyebrows, some tired, toward elder sister Rong nodded, turned back to answer the phone!

"Miss Shen, how are you? Is the recording wonderful?"

"It's wonderful, but you've got the wrong person. You'd better go directly to Mo Beiting. After all, being forced to get married by a woman in this situation is more humiliating for men. "

The other party's emotion is a little excited, "Miss Shen, I have not only the recording here, but also the spring palace photos of you and Mr. mo. you are not afraid that I will poke you to Mo's house."

"Please help yourself, but don't blame me for not reminding you. No matter what your identity is, you'd better consider whether you can meet the Mo family. Even if they don't accept me because of this, they can't afford such a face. You're the first one to have an operation."

She hung up the phone directly, but she didn't care. She came back to paint. Up to now, she was a little hungry, and now she didn't want to think about these bad things.

This kind of thing, he didn't go to Mo Beiting, and went around a lot to find her here. Either he thought she was stupid and fooled, or he didn't dare to look for it.

Even Mo Beiting didn't dare to look for it. He wanted to go to Mo's house!

After that, she didn't receive any text messages or phone calls, so she put the matter behind her.

When Mo Beiting came back late, Yi Qiao was still lying on the bed studying the design draft, and her hair was tied into a ball at the back of her head.

No makeup, no bath, clothes are still wearing the company's tooling!

There are a lot of abandoned drawings on the ground.

Of course, Mo Beiting can't stand it. Although he is used to flat quilt, he must be clean and tidy.

He has not seen such a messy environment for a long time!

He has no in-depth study of design, only stays on the basis of understanding, but now many people use computer graphics.

Mo Beiting picked up one from the ground and spread it out.

Twisted to wring next eyebrow, a pair of black Mou MI is wearing, the line of sight is motionless stare at her back figure, "what do you draw?"

"Design draft."

He looked down at the pig on the paper, his face was not clear, his voice was light, there was a man's unique mellow husky, "why don't you use computer painting."

"Without inspiration, it's not like drawing the whole picture, just a few strokes."

"So is this one?"

Mo Beiting patted the crumpled paper in front of her. "You tell me what architectural design needs to get a pig on it."

Yi Qiao moved lip, originally want to smile, but pull to certain radian and cold down.

She smelled that the smell of perfume was not strange, and she smelled a very special fragrance on Chen Baimo's body today.

Yi Qiao looked up at him, from her point of view, can see the man line is very sharp jaw.

A tailored, ironed and meticulous hand-made suit, expensive and indifferent!

I don't know if it's an illusion. She feels that even her eyes are indifferent.

So, he came back late to see Chen Baimo?

Yi Qiao did not want to become an angry woman, nor wanted to be jealous. However, she smelled the perfume and had some annoyance.

Mo Beiting lowered his head and locked her face with his eyes. "Shen Yiqiao, what's the matter with you?"

"I want to draw a picture, you go to sleep," in addition to not looking at him, perfunctory attitude, other also see nothing, look even no change, but the whole body is haunted by an obvious, do not want to pay attention to your aura.

"Elder sister Rong said you were fine at dinner. What's wrong with that?"

There was no expression on Mo Beiting's face, just a pair of dark eyes staring at him for a moment.

Yi Qiao's mood suddenly broke out, conveniently kneaded a piece of paper in his hand, hit him in the face, angry at him, "go out, I want to draw, don't bother me."

Her breath was short and her expression was cold.

It seemed that he didn't want to see him at a glance. After that, he sat down again, took a new piece of paper and began to draw.