Chapter 100

Yes, only for a moment.

Slightly invisible.

Just once, there's no more.

It's back to the way it was before.

It was as if the moment had been his delusion.

But he's been staring at her, and that's not his delusion.

Mo Jingyao's eyes are slightly heavy. First, he looks at the metaphor quietly for five seconds.

Just as Yu se is still wondering what this man is doing, his lips are cold and soft

The metaphor was stunned.

She can't talk.

There's no way to talk.

The mouth was blocked up.

First, it's soft.

And then it's hard.

It's like punishment.

Until the oxygen was almost exhausted, Mo Jingyao slowly got up.

Her long arms are on both sides of the body, and her eyes are cold.

In contrast to his cold eyes, he was puzzled.

"Mo Jingyao, are you sick and kiss me? I'm not your girl... "

In the next second, Yu se only feels that his eyes are dark. Mo Jingyao and he He's here again

He's still addicted.

Forced to close his eyes, Yu SE's brain is full of Mo Jingyao's beautiful face.

This man is really pretty.

And it's true that many women like him.

She's not included.

Until he got up again.

This time, he straightened up and got out of the car.

All the actions are done in one go, fast and accurate, and you will be under the car in a twinkling of an eye.

"Xiaose, it's a whole dozens of kilometers from here to the urban area. Besides, there are only a few cars passing by for more than ten kilometers. Are you sure..." Seeing Yu se get out of the car, Mo Jingyao goes around the car and says as he walks.

But when he walked around, he found that the girl who had just stood on the passenger side of the car door had disappeared

The metaphor has been flying from the bottom of the car to the driver's seat.

Yes, Mo Jingyao used to walk. She used to run.

It's like flying through.

When Mo Jingyao discovers her, she has already started the car, started reversing, and is ready to turn around and drive back to T city.

However, she only poured for a few seconds, and then she was sweating.

She's seen people driving.

I've seen it many times.

Every time I'm bored in someone else's car, I like to watch people driving.

However, she does not have a driver's license and has never driven a car.

She was a high school student, and Yu Jingan did not intend to give her a car, so she did not have a driver's license when she could not afford to pay the tuition fee.

It was only at this moment that she realized that driving was totally different from what it looked like.

Seeing the rear end of the car to the side of the road on the slope, metaphor color panic.

"Mo Jingyao, stop the car for me, quick."

The man came back with his long legs in two steps. He reached into the car, slammed the steering wheel, and then directed Yu se to step on the brake.

Stop again.

At the moment when the car stopped steadily, there was only a gasp.

She was scared.

The body is stiff to lean on the back of the chair, a small face which is originally pale is even whiter.

Gasping.

After breathing, the door is opened, and Mo Jingyao reaches out to hold her, ready to throw her back to the co driver.

But his hand just reaches to the waist of metaphor color, listen to the little girl "wow" a cry.

Very aggrieved, very aggrieved cry.

Earth shaking.

I felt her crying all over the mountain.

Mo Jingyao was flustered, and his outstretched hand did not dare to hold the metaphor. Although his long legs were standing there straight, the expression between his eyebrows revealed everything.

A pair of metaphor of crying, he is completely out of the way.

Big hand clenched into a fist, he wooden standing there, "small color, don't cry, eh?"

"You bullied me." The metaphor cries and roars.

"No No bullying. "

"You kiss me again."

"No No more

"Why didn't you just ignore me?"

"Later."

"What are you doing here?" She didn't like it. It was so cold that she thought of her first meeting with him.

The picture of him lying upright there, although it was also this handsome face at that time, she was afraid as soon as she recalled it.

I'm afraid he'll sleep like that again and never wake up.

"Degree Vacation. "

"Vacation? A holiday in the mountains? " Yu se forgot to cry. With his nose and tears, he looked up at Mo Jingyao. It turns out that the asphalt road is not built in disorder. There is a resort on the mountain?"Well, it's a vacation."

The man, who has always been cold and domineering, stands in front of the metaphor like a primary school student at this moment.

It was as if he had done something unforgivable to her.

First, he looks at Mo Jingyao and then at the steering wheel in front of him.

Then he got out of the car silently, pushed aside Mo Jingyao and opened the back door, "you come to drive."

"Good." Mo Jingyao, once a full-time driver, starts the car again. At the same time, he stealthily glances at the girl behind her through the rearview mirror.

She sat there quietly, silently looking at the scenery outside the window.

Continue up to Gaddy.

Until the asphalt road in front of him opened up quietly, and until Bugatti drove into the gate of the end of the asphalt road, the figurative color took back his sight and fell on the mountain villa like a castle in front of the car.

"Not a resort?" It turned out to be a private mountain resort.

"No

In this sentence, simile stopped asking.

When Bugatti stopped steadily, Yu se got off the car first. Looking back at the winding mountain road just passed at the foot of the mountain, they all felt that it was like a dream. The road they drove through must not be so curved.

But the fact is, it's curved, like a snake.

Seeing her standing there still, Mo Jingyao stepped forward and wanted to hold her. When he could reach out and receive her suddenly turned eyes, he stopped abruptly, "go in."

"Is there anything to eat in it?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to have a barbecue, do you?"

"Yes."

"I'll have roast duck, will you?"

"Yes."

"I'd like to eat steamed buns, just like those in your family, do you have them?"

"Yes."

"I also want to eat porridge, preserved eggs and lean meat porridge, pumpkin porridge, like half a bowl."

"All of them."

Before he finished this sentence, the girl in front of him had already rushed far away and rushed into the villa in a twinkling of an eye.

Built in the mountains luxury villa, from the hillside began to build a three meter high wall, the fence also pulled the power grid.

Numerous monitoring probes are installed on the power grid.

They're all hidden surveillance probes.

So, it's safe here.

Metaphor pushes open the glass door.

I think it must be similar to the decoration of Mojia villa in the mid mountain villa area.

But when I came in, I was still surprised.

To be exact, the decoration here is totally different from the places she has seen before and related to Mo Jingyao.

It's pink.

Absolutely girly decor.

Turning around, "your villa?"