Chapter 155

Jing xiaocan eats slowly. When she hears Mo Yiqing's words, she sneers with disdain.

This man is really. In order to please her mother, he lied with a red face and a heart.

I really think her mother is a patient, so it's easy to cheat.

Hum! Later, if mom has to watch fireworks, see how he can fulfill this lie.

Jing xiaocan puts her arm on the table, holds her cheek with one hand, and immediately makes up for the scene of someone being chased and punished by her mother.

While secretly having fun, his forehead was flicked by someone's index finger. Jing xiaocan was surprised, hid behind his forehead and stared at the man who leaned close, "what are you doing? I didn't annoy you."

"The smile on your face is obviously malicious!" Mo Yi holds his arms on the table, turns back and looks at Ding Yao standing in front of the window. Jun's face pretends to be an embarrassment to be seen through.

Taking a panoramic view of his rapidly changing expression, Jing xiaocan stood up, leaned on the table with his arms around his chest, and looked like watching the play. "You're talking big, but you blame me."

"Can I slip my tongue?" she said, holding her little hand in the palm of her hand. "Come with me."

"Where are you going?" Jing xiaocan stands with a wary face and pulls back his hand.

Mo Yi stretched out his long arm, clasped her shoulder with his big palm and imprisoned her in front of her chest. A mellow and sexy voice whispered in her ear, "look at the fireworks."

"Don't cheat." Jing xiaocan naturally doesn't believe it. He gets rid of him and walks to his mother. "Mom, I'll accompany you back to your room to watch TV."

"No, I'll wait for the fireworks here... I'm not going anywhere." Ding Yao waved stubbornly and refused to leave.

Jing xiaocan stared at Mo Yiqing impatiently. His eyes were full of: let you talk more. If her mother is not happy tonight, she won't finish with him.

"Mom, come with me and I'll take you to see the fireworks." Mo Yiqing gently picked up the eyebrow peak and coaxed Ding Yao with her hand. Ding Yao nodded excitedly and followed him without hesitation.

Jing xiaocan followed them suspiciously, wondering what method Mo Yiqing would use to resolve the immediate crisis.

Anyway, I don't believe she was killed. It's not in the city at night. Can he really turn into a gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

attic.

The rooftop is surrounded by beautiful red, white and pink tulips. In the middle is a table with all kinds of desserts, mellow red wine and romantic candlelight

Everything in front of us is full of dreamlike beauty.

Jing xiaocan walks behind them, steps on the rooftop, raises his eyes, sees everything in front of him, and immediately covers his mouth in shock.

Mo Yiqing opened the seat and asked Ding Yao to sit down. Then he patted her on the shoulder, "wait, you can see the fireworks right away."

Ding Yao nodded happily, couldn't wait and looked around.

Mo Yiqing took out his mobile phone and went to one side. He ordered the bodyguard at the other end of the receiver: "start!"

With that, he turns around and walks to Jing xiaocan. He hugs her and walks to the table to sit down.

The next second, with a whistle that cuts across the sky, it sounded in the air, followed by colorful fireworks flying all over the castle

Ding Yao looked at the rising and falling fireworks, applauded and laughed happily, "good looking, chick, look at that."

After a while, he pointed to another blooming fireworks and shouted, "stone, look, that's really beautiful."

The bright and dark light reflected on the faces of the three people. Looking at their mother laughing so happily, Jing xiaocan's eyes turned red and quickly twisted to one side.

Mo Yiqing picked up a glass of red wine, touched her gently, pulled back her cheek, bowed his head, pecked on her lips, and said teasingly, "Mrs. Mo, can you be a little promising? I tried my best to design this fireworks. I just want to make you happy, but I don't want to see you cry."

"..." Jing xiaocan purses her lips, looks up at the night sky, blinks hard, and forces the tears in her eyes back.

She had to admit that at the moment, everything in front of her had moved her into a mess.

Jing xiaocan smiled and raised her glass. The taste of red wine she used to like very much was pungent at the moment. She changed a glass of juice, looked up at him gratefully and drank it.

The man knew that her mother was her weakness. She was cold and arrogant in front of outsiders. She was so low in front of her that she had nothing to say.

After drinking a cup, Mo Yiqing hugged her in his arms, played with her weak boneless hands, intertwined with her fingers, turned back, looked at Ding Yao, smiled and asked, "Mom, do you think it's good to let Xiaoniu be my wife?"

Hearing the speech, Ding Yao smiled back, glanced at Jing xiaocan and asked curiously, "would you like to?"

The tentative tone was with a trace of prayer and tension. It seemed that if she didn't promise, the fireworks would disappear immediately.

Jing xiaocan nods with a smile and is pinched by Mo Yiqing's small hand in the palm.

Black bellied guy!

Unexpectedly, the man in a good mood is not satisfied. He looks at Ding Yao and asks, "she doesn't say she doesn't want to."

"Little girl, you quickly say yes. Don't disturb me to watch the fireworks." Ding Yao's mind is all on the fireworks and turns a blind eye to their worried expressions.

"... yes." Jing xiaocan said in a low voice with a stiff scalp, and her little face was hot.

The next second, her little hand quietly reached into Mo Yiqing's shirt and tried several times before she twisted his waist muscles and turned around hard.

I secretly cursed in my heart. How did this goods exercise this tight and strong muscle, like a steel plate.

Her fingers were sore when he twisted them. He was as motionless as a nobody.

Mo Yiqing stared at the bottom of her eyes, showing a strange light. The tender and smooth hands wandering around the waist stroked the tip of his heart like feathers, stirring his mind.

Jing xiaocan's hair stood on end when he stared at her.

Well, just punish him and get angry. If he annoys him, it must be her who will suffer in front of his mother.

Just when Jing xiaocan was going to let go of Mo Yiqing, but he didn't intend to let go of her. The next second, he shouted wrongly at Ding Yao: "Mom, little girl, hit me. I have to ask her to put some medicine on me."

"Ah, then you'd better call back." Ding Yao glanced back at Jing xiaocan, threw down a sentence and continued to watch the fireworks.

"..." Jing xiaocan looks at her mother's back and wants to cry without tears.

With Ding Yao's permission, the proud man didn't give her a chance to respond, picked her up, ordered the servant standing aside to take good care of Ding Yao, turned and walked down the roof.

"Put me down... Um..."

Jing xiaocan is struggling. Mo Yiqing lowers his head and kisses her lips. He kicks open the door on one side and strides into the room.

As soon as the body fell into bed, the man bullied the body and tangled with her with a gentle and affectionate kiss. With a man's domineering and pity, including a spoiled dumb voice whispered in her ear, "little fool, you are mine. You can't escape in this life..."

Outside the window, beautiful fireworks bloom and fall all over the sky. The beauty of a moment freeze all the beauty of this moment.

This prosperous fireworks rendered this night into the most beautiful fairy tale and engraved it in Jing xiaocan's memory, so that she couldn't help crying when she recalled this moment in the days when they were separated in the future.