"Silly fork, you..."

"Sister Mo, you seem to have lost weight. Have you been busy lately? Do you often skip breakfast? "

Mo Yan accepted Zhang Zhiqin's video call request. Seeing the Idiot's face on the screen, he was about to scold him, but the silly fork's first sentence made Mo Yan unable to scold.

"It's OK. Sometimes I don't eat when I get up late in the morning."

Mo Yan stroked the hair that had grown to a little under his shoulder, and his voice became softer.

"Did you forget the last time you almost went to hospital with a stomachache? Didn't your uncle and aunt also tell you to have breakfast? "

Zhang Zhiqin asked discontentedly.

"I see. I'll pay attention later."

Mo Yan was silent for a moment and nodded meekly.

If Zhang Zhiqin dares to talk to her like this, he will be hated miserably, but Mo Yan can feel deep concern from his words at the moment.

Now Mo Yan's heart is only warm and happy. Where can he be angry?

Across the screen, Zhang Zhiqin could not help sighing when he saw Mo Yan's rare docile appearance

"Sister Mo, you still look the most beautiful with tenderness!"

Mo Yan suddenly looked up and said coldly, "don't you think I'm not gentle enough?"

"Ah, no, you are beautiful when you are gentle, but more beautiful when you are fierce."

Zhang Zhiqin was startled and quickly explained.

"So you like me to scold you?"

Mo Yan asked faintly.

“……”

Zhang Zhiqin couldn't answer, so he had to switch off the topic:

"Sister Mo, what about those two clothes? Did you take it out? "

Mo Yan picked up two packing tapes from the sofa and shook them to Zhang Zhiqin: "they haven't been opened yet."

"Why don't we see it now?"

Zhang Zhiqin smiled and carefully explored.

Mo Yan saw this guy's eyes shining and his face looking forward. He wanted to curse, but his mouth was very honest:

"OK, you wait."

She first opened a packing tape and looked inside. Her face was a little stiff for a moment.

"What's the matter, sister Mo? Is there a problem with the clothes? "

Mo Yan frowned and took out a mature black lace nightdress.

"What did you buy?"

Mo Yan twisted the shoulder straps on both sides with both hands, unfolded the nightdress in front of Zhang Zhiqin, and expressed dissatisfaction:

"Why is it so short?"

Zhang Zhiqin looked carefully for a long time and found that the nightdress was really short. He scratched his head and suddenly realized:

"Ah, yes, I bought it wrong. There are long and short versions of this dress. It seems that I chose a short version when I bought it."

Mo Yan has blue veins on his forehead and sneers, "did you buy it wrong? On purpose! "

Seeing that elder sister Mo seemed to be getting angry, Zhang Zhiqin quickly waved her hand and explained:

"I really bought it wrong, you believe me, and..."

Zhang Zhiqin said with a smile, "sister Mo, this skirt seems very nice. Why don't you try it? If it doesn't work, let's return it? "

"Zhang Zhiqin." Mo Yan suddenly said faintly, "this is the first time you bought me clothes. Did you buy this?"

Although Mo Yan's voice was not loud and didn't curse, Zhang Zhiqin felt a palpitation inexplicably, and a cold sweat almost appeared on his forehead. He said with a bitter face:

"Sister Mo, I'm wrong. I admit that I deliberately chose a short style when placing an order. I and I think your legs look good. If you wear a short style, they must be beautiful, so... I'm wrong. Don't be angry. I'll find a merchant to return it!"

Zhang Zhiqin was afraid that Mo Yan was angry again. He ignored him for several days and quickly apologized.

Now he is not afraid of being scolded and criticized. He is afraid that sister Mo will ignore others.

"Forget it."

However, Mo Yan was not really angry, but said calmly:

"It's too troublesome to return goods. You have to bear the postage. You'll make do with it."

"Ah?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned. She didn't know how sister Mo changed so quickly.

At this time, Mo Yan had put down the nightdress and opened another packaging bag.

Zhang Zhiqin, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately became nervous again.

This JK dress is different from the nightdress. There are three options.

Long.

Short money.

Super short.

When choosing the style, this product was blinded by lard. I thought that the nightdress should be short anyway. It's better to choose... Super short!

At this time, when he watched sister Mo open the bag and take out the clothes from the bag, his heart beat faster.

Sister Mo was a little unhappy about the short one just now. She was very angry about this super short one!

It's over!

Sure enough, when Mo Yan pulled away the JK suit and gestured to herself, she found that the skirts were almost short to the waist, and her face changed.

"Ha ha, Zhang Zhiqin..."

Mo Yan raised his head and said coldly:

"I read you wrong. I always thought you were a very honest man. Unexpectedly, you are the same as those who are full of dirty things!"

Zhang Zhiqin thought of the pill and begged:

"No, sister Mo, you asked me that day that I liked that dress! I just think these two clothes look good on you, so I bought them for you. There was a problem in choosing the style,

Don't be angry. I'll buy it again. I'll buy whatever you like. I won't choose indiscriminately this time! "

Mo Yan looked at this silly fork with a worried face and couldn't help laughing.

"Ah?"

Zhang Zhiqin is stupid. What's the situation?

"You just say that sentence again. If it sounds good..."

Mo Yan put his mobile phone upright on the bracket on the tea table, held his chest with both hands and sat on the sofa,

Short nightdresses and ultra short JK clothes were placed on the left and right sides, with a smile on his face:

"I'll show you one."

At this time, Mo Yan's posture is elegant and charming. Her body leans back slightly and her upper body stands up naturally, highlighting her natural body advantages.

"Which, which, which sentence?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned and subconsciously swallowed his saliva. He couldn't even straighten his tongue.

Seeing that he is so attractive to his boyfriend, Mo Yan's mouth shows a proud smile, and his upper body becomes more and more straight.

"Guess."

Zhang Zhiqin turned her eyes and said, "I'll buy whatever you like?"

Mo Yan shook his head.

"Well... This sentence, I think these two look good on you."

Zhang Zhiqin guess again.

"That's a good sentence, but it's not good enough."

Mo Yan shook his head again, stretched out a slender finger and said with a charming smile: "the last chance."

Zhang Zhiqin felt that he was about to explode. He pulled his head full of white hair and thought hard. His eyes suddenly brightened:

"Sister Mo, your legs are beautiful. You must be beautiful in a short skirt!"

Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction, and his face couldn't help showing a satisfied smile: "that's the sentence, um, good."

So sister Mo likes to be praised for her beautiful legs?

Zhang Zhiqin said with a smile: "sister Mo, now... Can you change your clothes?"

"Well, you can change your clothes, but not now."

Mo Yan moved forward, put his elbow on his knee, held his chin and smiled happily.

"Ah? When was that? "

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned.

"Next time, next time."

Mo Yan leaned down, smiled, looked at the screen and waved to Zhang Zhiqin:

"Good night, silly fork."

Then he turned off the video call.

In Jiangrong, thousands of miles away, Zhang Zhiqin stared at the black mobile phone screen and said for a long time:

"Lying trough!"