Chapter 156

Well, wearing a mask can make peach blossom like this.

If this is picked off, I don't know how many peach blossom can be provoked, she is really convinced.

The meeting is about to begin.

The vice president who presided over the meeting has gone to the platform.

The heart of metaphor is raised to the throat.

Because Yu Yan is still there.

It's a time bomb.

However, God seemed to know that she was worried that Yu Yan would do something harmful to her personality. In the corner of her eyes, Yu Yan answered a phone call and left immediately.

Before leaving, she took a cold look at the direction of her and Mo Jingyao.

It seems that the heart is unwilling, but in the end nothing to show on the left.

A heart fell to the ground, metaphor color bumped Mo Jing Yao with elbow, "thank you."

No thanks. Would you like to be a student representative

"I'm not prepared."

"No need to prepare. Look at this."

Men's mobile phone handed over, in front of the metaphor.

Every time she looks at his mobile phone, she feels super high-end.

This is the only mobile phone in the world.

It's very special. It's beautiful.

On the screen that has been opened, there is a document.

The draft of the student representative's speech.

"You see, just a few words, OK?"

"Well, that's what you think. I'll go up and speak?"

"Well, you can." The little woman studies well and excels.

Although he often missed classes and missed evening self-study for him recently, and even lost a lot of time to stay in school, she still had such achievements. He was proud of her and felt that she was the only representative of this student.

Because, this whole senior three years of students, the recent results are no better than her.

Well, he was proud of his wife.

The metaphor took another look. "OK, I'll do it."

Mo Jingyao nodded with a smile. "Many years later, you will find that what you have experienced is actually a precious treasure and the best aftertaste of life. This is the best memory when you are about to end the curtain in senior three."

"Well, I don't think you want to speak as a student representative more than I do."

Mo Jingyao did not speak this time, but quietly took out a mobile phone and continued to brush.

Yu se didn't have time to pay attention to him. He looked at Mo Jingyao's student representative's speech.

When I remember it well, I relaxed, "Mo Jingyao, you should not have arranged it for me, did you? If there are other students to speak, how bad it would be if I robbed others of the opportunity to show up? "

"No This is equivalent to her graduation from high school.

High school is not like university. There will be a graduation ceremony in the University. High school does not.

But he thought that he would accompany her to every graduation ceremony in her future life.

Every time I hear Mo Jingyao's voice, I feel at ease.

"Metaphor of color." Is attentively watching, shoulder a sink, Yang An'an came.

Yu se immediately stood up and said, "you sit here with me." She will take a seat for her.

Only she stood up, Mo Jingyao's eyes became cold.

At the same time, the sight sweeping to Yang An'an is like a knife. Yang'an "whoosh" shivers, and immediately presses the metaphor back, "I want to sit next to my parents."

After that, he looked at Mo Jingyao in a very friendly way, "Hello, Xiaose will take care of you."

Mo Jingyao's cold eyes relaxed a little bit, "good."

Yu se looks at Mo Jingyao and then Yang An'an. She clearly wants to make them both together. But now Yang An'an doesn't want to sit next to Mo Jingyao. She can't force Yang an to sit in her former position.

Moreover, at this time, she did not have time to set them up again. When Yang an's parents arrived, she politely said, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Are you a metaphor?" Ann's mother looked at her, "An'an said that she was lucky to have you as a good friend in her three years of high school. You helped her when she couldn't keep up with her studies. If she didn't have you, the child's grades would be even worse."

Yu se was embarrassed. "I didn't help much, but my aunt always brought me delicious food. Thank you."

"This child, the aunt treats you as her own daughter. You're welcome. Please sit down." Then he looked at Mo Jingyao through the metaphor, "this is..."

Yu se turned his head and said with a smile, "I want to give an'anjie..."

His leg suddenly hurt and was pinched by Yang An'an, "Mom, he came to attend the college entrance examination mobilization meeting on behalf of Yu SE's parents. Please sit down quickly. This is not a place for chatting. The meeting will start soon."

"Oh, yes." Ann Ma took Ann's father and sat down.

Yu se turned his head and stuck it on Yang An'an's face. "Did you really give up?"Yang an looks at Mo Jingyao through the metaphor. This is the first time that she has seen Mo Jingyao at such a close distance. She has met Mo Jingyao in Green Island Cafe before, but that time is a little far away. Now she is close, and finds that this man is not so handsome.

Look at it as if it can make you pregnant.

However, Yang an Li code felt Mo Jingyao's hostility to her, and with a smile, she said in a low voice: "little ink, can you exchange your mobile phone number?"

Mo Jingyao Mou color a cold, "can't."

Seeing that Yang An'an asks Jingyao for his phone number, Yu se feels that there is a drama between the two. He grabs Mo Jingyao's mobile phone, inputs the password, and slides open the screen to input Yang'an's mobile phone number.

Soon Yang An'an's cell phone rang, "thank you very much." She raised her mobile phone and looked at Mo Jingyao with a smile.

For Mo Jingyao's hostility to himself, he didn't care at all.

Yu se approached Yang An'an again. "Try hard. I'll give you an assist."

Yang an pushed her, "get up, I'm busy."

"Look at your speech." On one side, Mo Jingyao's face became colder.

The metaphor spewed his tongue and looked at it.

Mo Jingyao's mobile phone suddenly rings.

He opened it with a slight frown and saw a text message.

"Mo Shao and Yu se are very well matched. Can I make an appointment with the bridesmaid when you and Yu se get married

Mo Jingyao swept this line of words, and then his fingertips fell lightly, "can."

"I'm a pretty close friend. If you don't treat her well, I'll never finish with you."

"Good."

"Don't worry. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have an open mind. I'll enlighten her from time to time." She was interested in Mo Jingyao just because he was mo Jingyao, but she never fell in love with him. As soon as she found out what Mo Jingyao really liked was metaphor, Yang an resolutely gave up.

"Thank you."

So the two people began to talk with each other in a harmonious way.

To be exact, it is Yang An'an who has been sending messages, and Mo Jingyao simply returns one or two words.