If he didn't react fast enough, I'm afraid half of his fingers would be gone at the moment.
"Mo Jingyao, why are you so careless?" As soon as the girl saw the bleeding on his hand, her little hand grabbed his hand, and her finger went into her mouth.
Gently sucking his blood.
Mo Jingyao stood there, looking at the metaphor of sucking his blood. His larynx was flowing gently and his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.
If not in the effort to suppress, at this time, he really want to hold her directly on the table.
I feel that the taste of fishy salty in my mouth is light, which makes me relax.
"Does it still hurt?"
"No pain." He was even glad to have cut his finger.
"Then you cook, by the way, when will Xiao Xu arrive?"
"Mrs. Zhan took him to Zhan's house and won't come back tonight." Mo Jingyao continued to stir fry, his eyes pale, as if this was a normal thing.
It's reassuring to hear that it's sister-in-law Zhan, but somehow, I think of the word "world of two.".
Is she in the world of two with Mo Jingyao?
But in fact, if he really wants a world of two, it's better to go to the apartment.
That's the feeling of home.
So, she must have felt wrong.
The president of the University of Mexico just wanted to show his hand on a whim.
Then just want to cook, do not want to wash do not want to cut, he chose Chen Ji.
Six dishes and one soup.
He made one, and she brought one to the table.
Mo Jingyao only took an hour to make six dishes and one soup, and it looks like the color, flavor and flavor, which can be called the chef level.
"Mo Jingyao, do you often rob your chef of his business?" If he does it all the time, his chef will lose his job.
"No Mo Jingyao sat on the side of the body of the metaphor of color. The number of times he cooked was very few.
"That's right. You can't compare with the chef." Yu se then took the glass and poured two glasses of red wine one by one.
When Mo Jingyao's black face was silent, it seemed that he was going to go on a hunger strike to protest against her merciless sentence, she heard the girl say again: "but no matter how delicious the chef is, it's not as good as what President Mo cooked for me. Thank you, Mo Jingyao."
This meal, obviously, should be her father and mother to celebrate the end of the college entrance examination for her.
As a result, Mo Jingyao accompanied her.
Mo Jingyao eyes slightly Ji, looking at the girl's smile, he found that all the years he wanted to be quiet was not better than her warm smile for a moment.
“Cherrs。”
“Cherrs。”
The goblet collided together and drank the wine.
I just want to drink and there are so many good dishes. It's really a waste of Mo Jingyao's food if you don't drink it.
"Drink slowly." Seeing Yu se drink half a cup at a time, Mo Jingyao is slightly surprised, and quickly reaches out his hand to hold her wrist, so as not to let her pour the liquor into the mouth.
"Good to drink." When the red wine is first introduced, it is as sweet as a drink, but it soon becomes alcoholic.
"You can't drink it so hard even if it's good. It has a lasting effect."
However, he filled half a cup of wine with disapproval, "Mo Jingyao, my mother used to say that I was unlucky. Do you think I am an unlucky person?"
"No
"You see, when you met me, you almost died. Besides, I took part in the college entrance examination once, and I missed a course when I was injured. What's my bad luck? It's bad luck for you. I'm even more unlucky. Hehe, fortunately you don't like me. Neither of us will meet in the future. Otherwise, I think I will harm you
Mo Jingyao shook his hand and grabbed the cup from Yu SE's hand and said, "it's not good to drink on an empty stomach. Eat something to drink, eh?"
He didn't expect that she had just finished half a glass of wine, how could she feel drunk.
"Well, try your fried dishes." Yu se really ate it, and then he was full of praise.
I have to say that Mo Jingyao's craftsmanship is really good.
However, eating and eating, she began to drink again.
"Mo Jingyao, if only you knew that you really cooked in person, we'd better eat in our apartment." In Chen's memory, even if all the food is really made by Mo Jingyao, there is a feeling of going out to a restaurant.
"Next time." But I don't know how long it will take for him to make a promise to metaphor.
Luo Wanyi's warning, he now listen to the heart.
So, he didn't want to implicate her until he could not guarantee that she would not be hurt.
Just give him some more time.
Thinking of the separation, Mo Jingyao also dried up the wine in the cup.
"Mo Jingyao, I didn't do well in the exam. Would you laugh at me?" After drinking the wine, although I didn't drink much, the wine used to describe color was really poor. At this time, the color metaphor seemed to be in a trance."No, it's none of your business. Just leave it to me."
"What is it for you? Do you want to apply for the exam? "
"Well, you can report directly to the medical department of T University."
"I'll be accepted if I apply?" Metaphorical color gently waved the goblet in his hand and looked at the deep red ripples.
"Yes." Mo Jingyao has a positive tone.
Yu se shook his head and said, "Mo Jingyao, I know your skill. But if my score really goes into T University and what I get is the taunts of T University students, then I will never be happy in T University. I will not report it."
"It's more than enough for you to get a t-test." Mo Jingyao told the truth.
"So what? The world only believes in the final total score, it won't care if I missed one subject As she said this, her eyes turned red.
"Little color..." Looking at this metaphor, Mo Jingyao only felt a lump in his throat. She really cared.
Originally, the smile before is just her difficulty.
As a result, as soon as she drank the wine, she showed her most real side in front of him.
"Mo Jingyao, we are brothers. If you don't mind my bad luck, I'll ignore you any more." After drinking too much, Yu se elder brother patted Mo Jingyao on the shoulder, looking very cool.
"No, man."
"What is that? Sisters So you're too much, right?
Mo Jingyao rubbed his eyebrows and wanted to say that they were men and women. But when he thought of this, he was able to resist his decision.
He did not say a word, Yu se burst out laughing, "Mo Jingyao, you really miss your mother, I despise you on behalf of all the male compatriots in the world."
"No
"Don't despise it." He didn't care about the color. He continued to fight with Mo Jingyao.
She is really not a good drinker, coupled with today's bad mood, a time really drink too much.
"Don't drink, Xiao se. You've drunk too much." Mo Jingyao wants to grab her glass again.
"No, I'm not much. I'm not drunk." Yu se pushes Mo Jingyao's hand away. He looks at the ripples in the wine glass. "When I was with him before, he was also very unlucky. Mo Jingyao, is it that my eight characters are too hard and always bring disaster to people?"