Chapter 71

I'm really confused. I can't pick up any relatives or remoteness.

The old lady yawned and said, "I'm really sleepy. Good night, girl."

"Good night, grandma." Yu se gave the old lady to the servant and watched the old lady go out of the door. Then he turned around and said, "Mo Jingyao, thank you tonight."

In the car before, it was Mo Yi who drove.

Many people, she didn't want to say anything more.

Now there is only her and him in the hall, and she must say thank you to him.

"No, go upstairs." Mo Jingyao's light, metaphorical color and his relationship, do not have to say thank you.

"I sleep in the guest room."

"No

"Well, I'll go back to school. If I had agreed to live here, I'll only sleep in the guest room. Mo Jingyao, if you want to marry in the future, I'll get married. I can't ruin your reputation, and you can't ruin my reputation." Jingyao was deeply influenced by his formal education.

Mo Jingyao thinks about what the girl said not long ago. She dislikes him for being old.

It seems that he can only think of another way, a little bit of encroachment on her heart, so that she unconsciously can not leave him.

At that time, it will be inseparable.

I can only make up my mind to sleep in the guest room

"Lend me your jade." That's why she came home with him.

Nothing else.

Mo Jingyao narrowed his eyes and felt that Yu se was more interested in his jade than in his jade.

It's a little unreasonable.

Such a cold jade, how can he be a big living man to embrace comfortable.

But the little woman wanted it, and he had to borrow it. "Take it."

"Thank you." Beautiful and beautiful, jumping into the elevator, that picture fell in Mo Jingyao's eyes, suddenly felt that he was really old.

He can't do it like this.

The guest room is next to Mo Jingyao's bedroom.

When Yu se entered the guest room, he took the jade when he took a shower.

Paste on the birthmark, but very clear perception of the changes in the body, more and more clear feeling.

Looking down at his stomach, there are still bruises.

Seeing the bruise, her eyes were dark.

When he came out with a bath towel, he fell on the big soft bed.

I flicked my body hard, and I felt that the quality of the mattress was almost the same as that on the bed of Mo Jingyao and her dormitory.

Finally, when she had time, she took out her mobile phone.

In fact, when she came out of Yu's house, she sent a short message to Yang An'an, telling her that she was safe.

But now this point, has been self-study next night, so she decided to call Yang An'an.

"Yu se, what's the matter with you? The dumplings are rotten. Do you want to eat them? "

"No, I'll go back tomorrow morning."

"Yu se, let's be frank. Where have you been? I went to ask Mr. Zhang. He said that you had asked for leave. Why did you ask for leave? "

I think it's a fake for Yao mo.

After all, through today, she knows that the decoration project of the school is sponsored by Mohist group, so Mo Jingyao is familiar with president Shi.

Just one phone call to ask for leave.

However, she didn't want to tell Yang An'an about Mo Jingyao's asking for leave.

She also wanted to introduce Yang An'an to Mo Jingyao.

Yang an has been a fan of Mo Jing Yao for a long time. Today, she is sure that Mo Jingyao doesn't like Yu Mo, so she tries to introduce him to him.

Therefore, from today on, even for Mo Jingyao's jade, she will never sleep with him again.

That's not going to work.

However, Mo Jingyao asked for leave for her, but she could say what Yu's family had done to her.

When she finished, Yang An'an was already angry. "Yu se, I don't know how you nursed the child, how did you send it to such a family. Don't worry, I'll cover you with Yang An'an. My mother said that she will cook delicious food for you next week."

Yu SE's heart was warm, "mm-hmm, thank my aunt for me then."

"My mother is your mother. You're welcome. By the way, if my mother comes to pick me up next Friday for the weekend, you might as well go to my house, so as not to see you again."

"No

With a clang, the mobile phone slipped down and fell to the ground.

"Metaphor, what's wrong with you?"

Yu se quickly jumped to the ground and picked up the mobile phone. "My hands are slippery. I have to take a bath. Good night."

"Good night."

Yang an's ending has not been finished, and the metaphor has been hung up. He turns to see Mo Jingyao who comes in and says, "Mo Jingyao, men and women are not compatible. Can't you knock on the door when you come in?"After that, she suddenly remembered one thing, "I clearly locked the door inside. How did you open it?"

"Through the wall."

Figurative color disdains to look at him, "then I stare at you now, you go out through the wall."

"No

"Well, see if you can boast."

"Don't blow. Lie down." Mo Jingyao whispered the command of metaphor.

Yu se looks down at himself because he has just stepped down to pick up his mobile phone, but his bath towel is already a little crooked. He feels like he is going to drop at any time. "What are you going to do?"

He stretched out his hand and pulled the bath towel which slipped slightly, so she was a little nervous to Mo Jingyao. She seemed to be a little thirsty.

"Lie down."

"Lie down and do What are you doing? " The tongue of metaphor color is all knotted, this time the man comes in, she is really a bit flustered.

"Look at the belly." When he found that Yu SE's face was red, Mo Jingyao had to tell the truth. He came to check whether there was any injury to her stomach.

It was not convenient to be at Yu's house before. It was also inconvenient to have Mo Yi driver in the car. Therefore, he planned to come back and check again all the way.

"I don't hurt my stomach. It's OK." Yu se continued to look at his bath towel, from the upper circumference to the thigh root, so a piece.

What Mo Jingyao wants to examine is her stomach.

In this part of the stomach, whether it's opening the towel from the upper circumference or lifting the towel from the lower circumference, she will walk away, which is absolutely not possible.

"Since it's all right, why don't you let me see it?" However, Mo Jingyao did not depend on it or take chances. He must see it.

"No It's not convenient. " The metaphor stuttered, and her face turned red.

It looks as good as dyed rouge.

See Mo Jingyao throat knot light surge, a pair of eyes in the color more and more gorgeous color.

Suddenly flashed in his mind that night she was sleeping with him. Every night he was kissing and kissing.

Now, I haven't had a kiss for a few days

That kind of taste scratched his heart, a disorder, "small color..."

"Mo Jingyao, what kind of eyes do you have? You go out, go out quickly. I don't want to have a room with a sex wolf." She said, small hand to push Mo Jingyao's body.