Chapter 37

However, it seems that there is no sound, but it sounds like thunder in the ears of all the people present.

Everyone at the scene, when they heard it, all turned their heads and looked upstairs.

In front of the corridor railings on the top floor, Mo Jingyao stands tall and straight, his eyes burning down on the body that is also looking at him.

"Wocao, Mo Jingyao, are you awake?" Mo jingxun is the first to come back to his senses, and exclaimed with disbelief.

His voice was only for a moment, inside and outside, but all the people who could make it, and all the people in the living room were full of people, which was no worse than the bustle of last night.

"Lujiang..." Mo Jingyao doesn't even look at Mo jingxun. His eyes are cold and sweep to Lujiang.

Lu Jiang, who didn't expect that Mo Jingyao would wake up "ahead of time", was in a muddle. When he heard Mo Jingyao call him again, he woke up. Then, he strode to Mo jingxun, and directly put Mo jingxun on his shoulder. He ignored his shouting like a pig and threw him out of the villa.

Outside the villa, Mo jingxun was not satisfied with the cry, "Mo Jingyao, you big pervert, why don't you let me chase my girlfriend? The metaphor is mine, it's mine."

He called out in silence.

"Get out." This is mo Jingyao's third sentence "after waking up.".

It's still a low, weak voice.

However, under the cold background of his height, the people who just rushed into the hall of the three room villa "Hula" for a moment, how did they all rush in and how they rushed out.

Mo Jingyao wakes up.

He let them out.

This in and out of the picture took place in a very short time, the metaphor has been stunned.

She has a feeling that these people are afraid of Mo Jingyao, so it seems that if they don't go out soon, they will definitely end up worse than Mo jingxun.

Therefore, all people are eager to grow wings as soon as the rush out.

The villa was quiet. Luo Wanyi was surprised where she could eat. She got up and rushed into the elevator. "Jingyao, is mom dreaming?"

Mo Jing Xi eyes at her mother rushed to the elevator, she also just returned to God, and then followed her mother also rushed to the past.

As for the metaphor, it is still there.

Yao Jing's nature is just like her.

He was so beautiful when he was asleep. She never thought that living Mo Jingyao was so cool, handsome and cool.

Just two syllables can bring the air around you down a few degrees.

When Luo Wanyi and Mo Jingxi rush into the elevator to go upstairs, Yu se looks up again at Mo Jingyao.

It's also a four eye opposition again.

This time, compared with just now he brought her a strong feeling.

However, after only a few seconds, the metaphor was defeated.

Mo Jingyao's eyes are as deep as a net. When she looks at her quietly, she feels that she will be sucked into his body by the net.

It's totally different from the eyes that have always been closed. It's a thousand miles away from the feeling.

And she, just under his gaze, disintegrated inch by inch, finally withdrew her sight, turned around, and continued to eat her little breakfast.

If he wakes up, then her dream of Mohism will wake up.

She didn't belong here. After breakfast, she didn't belong to any more.

The steamed buns are fed one by one into the mouth. They are delicious.

Besides being delicious, it's delicious.

She didn't want to pay attention to Mo Jingyao.

She knew him and realized she had been in bed twice.

But he never knew her.

Therefore, she did not worry at all that Mo Jingyao would ask her to find her.

However, when the fifth small bag was about to be fed into the mouth, Yu se felt only a shadow on the cold table.

The long shadow, on the food in front of her.