Chapter 149

It's good to go together.

Yu se ignored him, and soon entered a small supermarket on the side of the kindergarten. When Mo Jingyao and Zhu Xu met her, she had already come out with three bags of snacks in her hand. "Come on, one bag for each, eat."

"Eat right here?" Mo Jingyao swept around and didn't approve of it.

Eat snacks in public places, or wish you may, or even metaphor, but he also eats like this here, as if It seems that

All in all, he's kind of accepting incompetence.

"Of course, Mo Jingyao, you should eat quickly. In fact, it doesn't matter whether Xiao Xu and I eat or not. I want to try your taste bud recovery again, understand? Don't be ignorant of good people. " Seeing his hesitation, the metaphor urged him.

"Yes, uncle Mo, eat quickly. Xiao Xu is also worried about your illness."

As a result, a large and a small woman and a child are standing on the edge of the parking lot outside the kindergarten, waiting to see him as a big man eating snacks

Mo Jingyao looked down at the snacks in his hand.

It's still hot.

From a little bit of a feeling in the morning, he also felt delicious.

But no matter how delicious it is, I still feel that we can't eat snacks in such public places.

It's bad for the image.

"Xiao se, Xiao Xu, let's eat in the car." In the car, only Yu Se and Zhu Xu can see him eat, and he can barely accept it. Here, he can't accept being watched and eating snacks.

After thinking about it, it's really indecent for men like Mo Jingyao to eat here.

His eyes turned and swept around him. Then he pulled Mo Jingyao with one hand and Zhu Xu with the other. "Go, go and eat there."

It's a small garden.

When the three people went around, their backs were facing the direction of the road. There was no one.

And toward the direction of the road, the small garden forest just blocked.

"No one, Mo Jingyao. You can eat it."

Mo Jingyao originally wanted to eat in the car, so he was pressed by metaphor.

Tear open the package, slowly eat up.

I feel a little bit.

The original spicy taste is like this.

"Is mo Jingyao delicious?" Seeing that the speed of his eating seemed to be a little faster than before, he asked.

At the same time, she was chewing snacks in her mouth.

It's like a child stealing food.

"Well."

"That's good. We'll go out after eating." We can't see the situation on the other side of the road.

So she ate with relish.

Looking at the little girl's eating, as if it was a delicious thing.

Mo Jingyao was relieved.

Or, this is the real life.

His previous life was like a walking corpse.

He likes this kind of flesh and blood life at the moment, even if it is crying and crying, he also likes it.

It's just, this wonderful time, it's just gone.

When he walked into the kindergarten with a large and a small child, Mo Jingyao returned to the calm, cold faced Mo Jingyao.

When entering the gate, the security guard saw him and immediately let him go.

Sure enough, this is an era of face painting.

Mo Jingyao's face represents everything.

When he went in, Zhu Xu left Yu Se and Mo Jingyao's hands and began to jump around.

The kids are happy.

It's fresh.

I've never been to such a big and beautiful kindergarten.

"Mo Jingyao, thank you." If it wasn't for Mo Jingyao, she couldn't have wished such a wonderful thing.

Even if she wanted to, she didn't have the condition.

"Thank you. You can exchange something else."

"What do you want to change? Mo Jingyao, do you want to play rogue again and say you like me? Oh, I won't believe it. "

“……” Hearing this, Mo Jingyao has a black line on his face.

The sky is blue and the air is fresh.

"Mo Jingyao, we are all adults. Some jokes can be played, and some jokes can't be played any more."

"For example..."

"For example, if you say you like me, like you did to me this morning, you can't do it." The more the metaphor is said, the more indignant.

However, when he heard this, he relaxed himself. He still had a light taste of snacks that he had just eaten, which is very common for normal people. When he arrived here, he was special, fresh, and had endless aftertaste.

Yu se is about to take the college entrance examination soon. He is still thinking about his illness. Obviously, he has him in his heart.

So, thinking of here, he was not angry, but said with a smile: "what happened this morning?""You..." Yu se turned to look at him, "you know why."

"I don't remember. I just feel a little bit after taking the medicine." He wanted to add another sentence: "it's nice of you, little color." but before he said it, he felt naive and didn't say it.

Yu se glared at him this time, and then said seriously: "don't kiss me again, really. Otherwise, when you find a girlfriend later, I really don't know how to face your girlfriend. Do you tell him that you have the strange problem of playing with girls?"

"It's not a problem." Hearing this, Mo Jingyao is about to be driven crazy by metaphor.

He said he liked her and she thought he was joking.

He told her with practical actions that he spoiled her as a woman, but she said that it was a strange thing for him to kiss her?

"Why not? That's it

"I don't have this problem with other women except you." After hearing the rebuttal, Mo Jingyao explained it seriously.

This is absolutely the explanation and confession of red fruit.

He just wanted to kiss her. As for other women, he had no interest at all.

This is the most straightforward confession in history.

He always felt that his EQ was low and poor. Until now, when he met metaphor, he found that metaphor was better than him

"Er, you said that I seem to be a banshee. Mo Jingyao, I know that you thank me for saving you, but you don't have to treat me as a monster if you don't agree with me. In short, it's not allowed in the future." All said so many times, he does not change, she really will not forgive him, never see him again.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. mo." Mo Jingyao just wants to refute, don't want to, the head of the kindergarten arrived, and Mo Jingyao and Yu se greet each other.

"I'm not ink..."

"Mr. Fang, the environment here is fairly good. I would like to ask if the children have never been to kindergarten before. Can the teachers here take care of them more after they first enter the kindergarten?" Mo Jingyao interrupted the metaphor directly.

"Mr. Mo is polite. As long as the children are sent to our kindergarten, no matter whether they have kindergarten experience before, no matter what education they have received and what courses they have taken, we will treat them equally. We will never let the children suffer any injustice in life."