Chapter 40

The small cage bag that bite open fell suddenly, the soup splashed, and it was very unkindly sprayed on Mo Jingyao's face.

As soon as the metaphor is in a hurry, he takes a wet towel to wipe the face of the city.

Well, she thought his face was completely descriptive now.

If you don't wipe it, it is just a behavior destruction, which destroys the beauty of Mojing Yao.

The wet towel wiped the soup from the small cage bag.

Simile color is like the face of Mo Jingyao before, and I don't think it is wrong to do so.

But when she finished cleaning, the tip of her finger crossed the lip of a man, she suddenly remembered that he woke up and the dream she had made last night.

"Yes I'm sorry. " She was used to it, so she would wipe her face for someone without asking.

Anyway, mojingyao is now a big man with feet.

However, Mo Jingyao had not been wiped enough, a long bone like the hand of art handed to her, "there is still on it."

Yu Shi glanced at the man waiting for her to wipe her hand. When he woke up, she was enslaved. The wipes were thrown directly on his hand. "You have your own hand, wipe yourself, I am hungry."

"OK." Although a little reluctant, but heard she said that she was still hungry, Mo Jingyao reluctantly agreed.

Yu se, while eating small cages, looked at Mo Jingyao to wipe his hand, and she could wipe it into a beautiful and pleasant one. She really took care of it. "Since you wake up, I will give me the salary for taking care of you for half a month later."

Then, they bridge back to the bridge road, from then on he walked his Yangguan Road, she walked her alone bridge.

Although a little greedy for the jade on his neck, but it is not her, forget it, she still do not greedy.

She has had enough of what she has in her head for a lifetime.

People, or contentment long happiness.

"No hair."

"Well, do you want to pay for it?" Yu se didn't expect Mo Jingyao, a gentleman looking man, could still do the things to lay down the account, which made her fall short of sight.

"No, in fact, you want to pay for it, you want to leave."

Yu se put down all the tableware in his hand, and turned to look at him carefully. "Mo Jingyao, you know, when do I want to pay for it? I have not owed you money, neither did I owe you money, nor did I owe you money. Why do you say me that? "

The metaphor is annoyed.

He owed her a life.

She had saved thousands of living expenses herself, but she had saved it for several years. If he was a rich man, she would not have to live.

Yes, she can't live.

"That rose red suit is 36000." Murjingyao whispered.

Seeing the man finish without delay, he began to eat porridge, and the color of the metaphor withered.

She knew the dress was good and comfortable to wear.

However, she never had any contact with luxury goods, and she never thought that much money was worth.

She thought it would be six thousand six.

Thirty six thousand, it's over. She really wants to pay back his account now.

But I still think it's too faceless.

"I don't want to give it back to you, two, or I've saved money to pay you back in installments. However, it may be after summer vacation. Now it's really impossible." She will be in the college entrance examination for more than a month. It's really no time.

The man fed the last porridge in the bowl to the entrance, and whispered, "I never received the truth of the things I Mo Jingyao sent women."

She was surprised by the metaphor, so she could not pay back her account and pay him back by stages