Chapter 162

"Yes." The more Yang an said, the more angry she became.

Just two people walked out of the school gate.

Face to face, Mo Jingyao's tall figure stands there, waiting for the metaphor to come out.

As soon as Yang an saw him, he snorted, "I'll go first. Bye."

She doesn't want to pay attention to Mo Jingyao.

Mo Jing Yao is to her politely nodded, as if did not hear her that a cold hum.

Then, the line of sight falls on the figurative color's body, can't move any more, "is there any discomfort?"

"No, I'm fine. Let's go. I want to go back to my apartment. I want to make a promise."

"Good." Mo Jingyao leads Yu se to get on the bus. Seeing that she is in a good mood, he also relaxes a little, "Xu Xu doesn't know anything."

"Well, I know what to do. Has he been to kindergarten every day recently?"

"Yes, the child should have never lived a collective life since childhood. He likes kindergarten very much and performs very well."

When Yu se heard Mo Jingyao talk about Zhu Xu, he felt as if he had passed away. He just slept for a few days and then woke up. Everything was changing.

She didn't ask him about Xia Xiaoqiu.

There must be his reasons for what he does.

Back in the apartment, sister-in-law has already cooked the dinner, and also received Zhu Xu.

As soon as Zhu Xu saw the metaphor, he held on to it, as if he wanted to be broken. He stuck to the metaphor all the time.

Until the dinner, just willing to release the figurative hand, "Auntie, if you don't have time to come back to see Xiao Xu, let Xiao Xu go to see you, OK? I won't affect your study. I'll just look at you from a distance, OK

Coquettish and flattering, the child is probably really missing her.

"I won't be away for so long."

Wish Xu's face this just improved, "aunt eat spareribs." With chopsticks, he was eager to give the best in the world to Yu se.

After a meal, Yu se went back to his room.

She's awake, but there's a battle to fight.

There are two exams tomorrow, and she must take them seriously.

Because, she has no way back after one less exam.

"Little color." Mo Jingyao stopped the metaphor.

"Well?" Yu se turns to see Mo Jingyao.

"Regardless of the total score, as long as you like, or read T University Medical Department." He promised her that he would never change.

Yu se was stunned for a moment. She always showed indifference. She thought Mo Jingyao didn't see it, but she didn't think of it. In fact, he always knew that she cared about whether she could be admitted to the medical department of T University.

"Try to finish each subject first, and then wait for the other results to come out. Don't worry."

Suddenly, it was found that she was injured and missed the grade of one subject. As a result, Yang An'an and Mo Jingyao were more worried about her appearance than she was.

"Well, go and study." Mo Jingyao saw her into the room, did not disturb her, but sat on the sofa and began to work.

I haven't been working for a few days.

So as soon as Yu se woke up, there were countless phone calls.

And he, too, can no longer avoid the work at hand.

Turn on your laptop.

It's Luo Wanyi's message.

"Jingyao, don't you care about my warning? It's time for you to learn a long lesson

"I see." Mo Jingyao replied and closed the dialog box.

In the apartment, Zhu Xu is playing with toys and studying in the room.

The feeling of such a wonderful home, or, after tonight, it will never be again.

At least, he will never feel it again.

Luo Wanyi is right. This time, it is he who has harmed metaphor.

It seems that Xia Xiaoqiu hurt the metaphor.

But that moment of blackout is definitely not Xia Xiaoqiu's writing.

Someone is cooperating with Xia Xiaoqiu.

Therefore, Xia Xiaoqiu can hurt metaphor so easily.

If he had been with her, he would never have allowed it to happen.

But he didn't.

Ten fingers flying in the pen, he is dealing with the work, but in his heart, there is no way to completely calm down.

The color is asleep.

Mo Jingyao also went to sleep.

He didn't go into her bedroom all night.

No, go and hug her and kiss her.

Those, once addicted to the small action, is not do not want, but tell themselves no longer can.

Otherwise, he would really hurt her.

Every time he gets hurt, he has something to do with him.

Zhu Hong's death has something to do with him.

Metaphor wakes up early in the morning.

She wants to read a book.

It's temporary cramming.It is because of the lack of a subject, she has no confidence in her heart, guilty.

Mrs. Zhan cooked breakfast and woke up Zhu Xu.

He sat down and saw the food in front of him.

One ham and two eggs on the plate.

"Xiao Xu, is this your work?" Ham stands for "1" and egg stands for "0". Two eggs for one ham represent 100 points.

"Not really. Last night Xiao Xu secretly told me that I must give you this plate of breakfast this morning. Miss Yu, eat it quickly and get a good score in the exam."

"Oh, thank you, Xiao Xu." Yu se touched Zhu Xu's head and began to eat.

Zhu Xu saw that she had all eaten up and clapped her hands excitedly, "my aunt will get full marks in the exam. Don't let Xu Xu down."

"Well, I try."

During the meal, Yu Se and Zhu Xu had a lot of interaction. However, Mo Jingyao hardly opened his mouth and ate the food stuffy.

Yu SE's brain is all about college entrance examination, so he doesn't notice the change of Mo Jingyao at all.

After breakfast, Mrs. Zhan sent Zhu Xu to the kindergarten and Mo Jingyao sent Yu se to the examination room.

Start early.

That's safe.

Otherwise, if she is late for the traffic jam and miss another subject, she will be completely finished in the college entrance examination.

There are two branches.

Throughout the day, the spirit of metaphor has been in a state of extreme tension.

This is a state she has never had before.

But there is no way.

She would never have been so nervous if she hadn't taken one less subject.

When the last subject came out of the examination room, she was completely relaxed.

Even if the teacher of each subject has not given the answer, and she has not estimated her own score, she has the bottom in her heart.

The results of the three subjects will not be lower.

"Yu se, how did you do in the exam?" Yang An'an is waiting for her.

"Not bad, and you?"

"Make it up, you don't know. I always get that point in the exam."

"Ha ha, this time my score should be about the same as you, so that your psychological balance." Yu se smiles and pats Yang An'an on the shoulder.

When Yang an settled down, she cried, "you can do better than that, Xia Xiaoqiu, I wish I could tear her face."

As a result, Yang an raised her hand and pointed, "you see, it's Xia Xiaoqiu."