Chapter 127

The child is too young.

It seems that the matter of finding a nanny for zhuxu tomorrow must be implemented.

"I'll just call a taxi online. Now the taxi can enter the villa area."

"Mom, did you arrange it?" As soon as the metaphor was finished, Mo Jingyao looked at Luo Wanyi.

It is his instruction to forbid taxis in the villa area. Therefore, if you want to lift it, you can only think about Luo Wanyi if you are not him.

Because the property identified him with Luo Wanyi.

Luo Wanyi proposed to terminate, and the property must think that he also agreed.

After all, they are mother and son.

"Jingyao, you are not normal recently. It's not good."

Mo Jingyao was startled. He didn't ask any more questions. He just chased Yu se. "Jingzhu is for you to handle. I'll send Yu se."

"Stop, we've agreed to have a good talk tonight, and let Lujiang send Yu se."

Mo Jingyao looked back at Luo Wanyi, and then at Jing Zhu, who was kneeling on the ground. In fact, he had a lot of things that he didn't find out, so he took another look at the metaphor, "let Lu Jiang send you, otherwise, you don't want to think of this door."

Yu se glared at him, "OK, then you let Lu Jiang appear quickly. I'm in a hurry to go back."

She was so anxious that she left Zhu Xu alone in her apartment. So, think about it and accept Mo Jingyao's kindness.

"Good."

Yu se went out, just a few steps in the garden, and saw Lujiang.

"Miss Yu, I'll drive over and you'll wait for me here." Lu Jiang took a look at the metaphor.

At this time, the scene in the living room, as long as a little more tracking, a lot of facts will come to light, he is there, can also help some.

However, he did not want to. As soon as the metaphor appeared, everything was secondary to the car accident that Mo Jingyao was dedicated to investigating and the incident of reporting to Yu mo.

Less ink, this is a sink.

Just like Luo Dong's warning, Mo Shao is not normal recently.

It's not good.

This will hurt the metaphor.

Then he took another look at the metaphor.

McLaren GT is on.

Lu Jiang did not ask about the metaphor, but drove directly to Qimei No.1 middle school.

The apartment is opposite the north gate of Qimei No.1 middle school.

It's only a block away.

Going to Qimei No.1 middle school is equivalent to sending Yu se back to the apartment.

He bought the apartment himself, he knows.

"Lujiang, does Mo Shao like me?" Metaphor from the car, the spirit has been in a trance.

In my mind, I don't know why. One is the new cloth sofa and tea table in the living room of Mohist family, and the other is the reminder of Yang An'an to her.

Does Mo Jingyao really like himself?

McLaren GT shook for a moment. Seeing that it was about to hit the flower pool on the roadside, Lu Jiang suddenly turned the steering wheel, stabilized the car body, and then let out a breath.

The question of metaphor surprised him.

If yu se asked him before tonight, he would not hesitate to tell her that Mo Jingyao liked her.

I still like it very much.

He has never seen Mo Jingyao so attached to a person.

Everything will be arranged well for metaphor.

It's better not to let her have any pressure.

For example, knowing that the conditions of her dormitory are not good, he directly improved all the dormitories in Qimei No.1 middle school.

The purpose is not to compare the color of pressure, do not want to metaphor, think about seven to eight.

Knowing that the food in Qimei No.1 middle school is not good, Mo Jingyao bought the internal dining hall of Qimei No.1 middle school, and Chen Ji, bought all of them.

Metaphor must not be known. The internal canteen of Qimei No.1 middle school and the ingredients of Chen Jili are all organic.

It is green and pollution-free.

Just because he didn't want to eat the ingredients that were made from fertilizer.

There's also the apartment that yuse is going to go to.

Mo Jingyao has done a lot of metaphors, and the number is endless.

It can be said that the recent Mo Jing Yao is really abnormal.

He is blind.

Mo Jingyao liked metaphor, and he liked it very much.

But even if he knew it now and Yu se also asked, he didn't dare to admit it for Mo Jingyao.

Just for the sentence Luo Wanyi just reminded.

Mo Jingyao's abnormal use of metaphors is likely to lead to death.

Yu se must not have known about it. Mo Jingyao has never refuted the rumors that he has a relationship with Yu mo. he does not have feelings for Yu mo. on the contrary, even if yu Mo is Yu SE's sister, Mo Jingyao is disgusted to the extreme.

The reason why there are metaphors is for the safety of metaphors.

This is a cover up, which makes people think that what he wants to marry in the future is metaphor rather than color, so metaphor is relatively safe.Just now Luo Wanyi reminded Mo Jingyao that he would not say anything like metaphor for the time being.

So, he can't say.

If you know it, you can't say it.

"I I don't know. I don't know about Mo Shao's private affairs. "

He did not say that Mo Jingyao liked color metaphor, nor did he say that Mo Jingyao did not like color metaphor.

Anyway, it's up to him to deal with the matter of the master.

Yu se Chang breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand if you say so. I will say that it is impossible for a person of his identity to like me, who is not a match in terms of family background or others."

Yu se said and patted her chest with a look of relief.

Can really finish this sentence, inexplicably there is a sense of loss.

Looking at the metaphor in the rearview mirror, Lu Jiang frowned. Suddenly, he felt that if he didn't say it, would it affect his feeling of Mo Jingyao?

But he really can't control it.

Here we are.

Yu se gets out of the car and looks at Lu Jiang's car driving away, as if watching Mo Jingyao leave.

It wasn't until McLaren GT completely disappeared that the metaphor went upstairs and entered the apartment.

Zhu Xu is still sleeping, the little guy is actually very easy, almost do not care about the kind, regardless of his small, but he can take care of himself.

Even if he can take a bath, the child really needs to be more independent.

But he was only four years old.

Think about it, I feel heartache.

A poor family's child is in charge of the family early, which means Zhu Xu such a child.

Because he didn't buy any toys.

Back in my room, I don't know if it's because I've been tossing around all night. I'm sleepless again.

I didn't fall asleep until dawn.

At five o'clock the metaphorical alarm clock went off.

As a senior three student, you must get up early and read early.

Strive for more than a second to learn as much as she can, she wants to test a good school, the best is the major and school are her yearning.

There is another reason to get up so early. She has to make breakfast for Zhu Xu.

You can't starve, kid.

As a result, figurative color yawned and walked out of the room to the kitchen. He was stunned and flustered, "who?"

The door of the kitchen is closed, but the light inside is on, and there are figures swinging around inside