"Mo Jingyao, don't even think about it. I don't like you. I don't like you very much. I hate you now. I hate you. You start." The more I want to feel aggrieved, the mist in my eyes is getting heavier and heavier, and I cry harder. My voice is hoarse, and I smoke.
Seeing that Yu se didn't mean to stop crying, Mo Jingyao got up slowly and took out a wet towel and handed it to her. His voice was low and dumb: "don't cry. I promise you that I won't kiss you in the future."
Listening to the man's lonely voice, the metaphor color actually Inexplicable heart choked.
No, he deserves it.
He sucked his nose, dried his tears, and then got up and began to pack up.
As she cleaned up, Mo Jingyao stood by the bed and watched silently.
It seems that I want to say something, but I don't say anything.
In addition to the study materials she brought with her, even the clothes she wore were Mohist, so there was nothing to clean up.
The metaphor took only a minute to clear up.
He found that the man was still standing there, and said, "Mo Jing Yao, I'm going."
A little bit reluctant.
But she is not reluctant to give up Mo Jingyao, she is reluctant to give up the jade on his neck.
The jade with her birthmark awakened him this time. Moreover, every time the jade and birthmark fit together, she practiced fast.
However, she can't make a promise for a piece of jade.
Yu se left with his schoolbag on his back.
Just out of the elevator, I met Lu Jiang who came back face to face, "Miss Yu, I'll see you off."
What a coincidence!
Metaphorical color subconsciously looked up at the upstairs, and actually saw Mo Jingyao standing in front of the railing.
As if, as soon as she came out, he ran after her and stood there looking at her.
"No Yu se sucked his nose, his eyes were swollen and his lips were swollen, so he left without hesitation.
Lu Jiang was in a hurry. He didn't understand what happened to these two people. One asked him to send, the other refused to send him. He couldn't send him. It seemed that he couldn't do it.
Hesitated for a while, although not to send more, but Lu Jiang felt that it was more appropriate to send someone else, so he went into the elevator without thinking about it.
Pushing open the door of Mo Jingyao's bedroom, the man is standing in front of the French window with his back at the moment, silently looking at the girl walking away from the window.
"Go away." Without looking back, Mo Jingyao decided that Lu Jiang had come in.
Lu Jiang touches his head, and suddenly finds that he was once omnipotent in his eyes. It turns out that chasing a woman is an idiot.
Just this, only dare to say in the heart, absolutely dare not say out.
"Mo Shao, when I first came in, I found Yu Mo wandering at the gate of the villa area. I was afraid of her..."
Before Lu Jiang's final sound had fallen, Mo Jingyao's long figure had already passed him and soon got into the elevator.
When Lu Jiang chases out, Mo Jingyao has disappeared.
The black Bugatti shoots out of the villa gate like an arrow.
Mo Jingyao's eyes became darker and deeper.
Until a glance to see the small figure on the side of the road, just ease into a light smile, and then slowly follow the metaphor behind.
It's one kilometer from building 4 to the gate of the community. He usually drives with one foot on the accelerator. Mo Jingyao never thinks the road is long.
But at the moment, it feels long.
Step by step, the girl's back is lonely and lonely, which makes people heartache.
"Didi..." An oncoming car found his car and said hello.
Mo Jingyao didn't even look at it, but drove by himself.
Only then did he find something wrong behind him.
As soon as I turned around, I saw Mo Jingyao's bujiadiweihang.