Chapter 182

Looking at him as if he was a little nervous, Yu se had to give up, "OK, you can solve your own problems. As long as aunt Su doesn't ask me, I won't take the initiative to call her and try my best to pave the way for you."

"Thank you." Jin Zheng went out of the box to meet his friends.

Compared with the color of a large bottle of coconut milk, coconut milk on the beautiful lotus, more than eating to eat.

A shadow fell on the mess of a table.

Yu se thought it was Jin Zheng's coming back, and he said, "Zheng Zai, I'll give you two more dishes. I'm not full." No image of the back of the chair, she is comfortable to enjoy.

The man next to him sat down.

No word.

However, after a while, two dishes will be served.

Plus a small bag.

When I saw the steamed buns, the metaphor jumped up, "how do you know that I love to eat them?"

Then as soon as I turned around, my heart beat faster.

"I know."

The metaphor doesn't move.

It really won't move.

I don't know if my heart is beating or not.

Fixed looking at this suddenly from the sky Mo Jing Yao.

She waited for his compliments and messages, but she didn't wait for what she wanted.

But waiting for his people.

"You When did you arrive? " Yu se feels stuttered. The feeling of seeing Mo Jingyao at this moment is the same as before It seems very different.

Before she saw him, she was not flustered at all, but at this moment, she was not only a little flustered, but also a little confused. She would not think in general.

"Just arrived."

"That Zheng What about Zheng Zai? "

"It's Jin Zheng." Mo Jingyao corrected metaphor.

"What about Jin Zheng?" Metaphor subconsciously accepted Mo Jingyao's correction.

She was confused that she had come to date Jin Zheng. How could she change her appointment to Mo Jingyao.

It's a bit out of science.

After all, it's time to go to work.

At this time, Mo Jingyao should be working in the Mohist group.

"He was drunk and the shopkeeper took him off in the airship." Mo Jingyao's face is not red and his heart is not jumping.

"It's impossible. How could Jin Zheng get drunk? He didn't drink much." Some people don't believe in metaphor.

Jin Zheng is not the kind of person who can make himself drunk when he drinks.

"He doesn't drink in front of you. When he comes to his friend's place, he drinks. He's a drunkard." Mo Jingyao is interpreting what is called "telling lies with open eyes", but he has a natural expression.

It was he who had Jin Zheng drunk.

But he didn't say.

Yu se Leng for a moment, "Zheng Zai is a drunkard?"

"It's Jin Zheng." Mo Jingyao gnawed his teeth.

"Is Jin Zheng an alcoholic?"

"Yes."

Yu se doesn't care whether Jin Zheng is a drunkard or not. Anyway, when Mo Jingyao arrives, someone will take care of her.

"I want to eat steamed buns." I can't get tired of eating steamed buns.

Mo Jing Yao clip a feed to her lips, "mouth."

She took a mouthful, which was the flavor in her memory. Then she took a glance at Mo Jingyao and said, "why don't you pay attention to me?"

“……” Mo Jingyao was stunned.

Some people are not used to such problems as metaphor.

He didn't ignore her.

If he ignored her these days, didn't she ignore him every day?

As long as he does not speak to her to say hello, do not order her to see him, she will never take the initiative to see him.

"What look in your eyes?" Without the reply of Mo Jingyao, the metaphor of drinking wine is a little unsteady.

"Take care of you."

"Didn't pay attention to me." Yu se immediately retorted back, "you haven't contacted me for three days, no phone calls, no information, no good morning, no good night." It was a little more comfortable with that.

"In the future." When I look at the metaphor of Mo JingSe, I feel a little calm.

"My circle of friends, why don't you like it or leave a message?" When she got the answer she wanted, she immediately remembered the video from her circle of friends.

"Leave a message now." Mo Jingyao said, then took out his mobile phone, and then opened the circle of friends, very seriously praised.

Just like, for the message, he hesitated.

The most work he does every day is to check and sign documents.

As for the message from the circle of friends, it seems to be the first time.

Even his brothers never leave a message.

However, at this moment, he always felt that it was naive to send messages from his circle of friends and friends, but he took it seriously.

The first show of friends' messages must be taken seriously.

We should take the messages and comments of little women seriously.Even in the face of tens of thousands of elites in the industry, Mo Jingyao was not half nervous. He was a little nervous at this moment.

Well, even if he was asked to review a project worth tens of millions of dollars, he was not so nervous.

Play the video once, then play the video again. The more you look at the metaphor, the better it looks.

You can see the third time, Mo Jingyao's face slightly sank down, black.

Then, mercilessly input a line of text.

"Renmei, the quality of the video is too poor."

Metaphor is to take a look at the mobile phone, and then look up at Mo Jingyao.

This has been going back and forth several times.

Finally saw the man input text, she immediately looked at her circle of friends like a baby.

At the first glance in front of her, she was very happy. She was beautiful.

As a result, seeing the latter sentence, the rising romantic feelings suddenly dispersed, "Mo Jingyao, can't you be more romantic?"

"It's really not good. Why don't you delete this one and I'll shoot it for you again?" However, Mo Jingyao was very calm.

He was right. The video shot by Jin Zheng is not very good.

His women and friends can only shoot the video, absolutely not Jin Zheng.

He doesn't like it.

"Can you do better?" She has known Mo Jingyao for so long that he has never photographed her.

"Just try it. If you think it's better than this, send it again."

The metaphor blinked and was moved by him. He took a video for her. Even if he just thought about the picture, it was warm. "OK, you're going to shoot it."

Then, she stood up and was thinking about what to do when Mo Jingyao pointed to the direction of the window and said, "go to the window and take ten li lotus as the background. It's only beautiful."

"Is that my beauty or flower beauty?"

"You are beautiful." Mo Jingyao said without hesitation.

Nature is a metaphor for beauty.

What a beautiful flower, but not his woman.

There is no doubt about it.

The corners of the lips are slightly curved and smile.

It's sweet.

She started to walk to the window, and her figure was a little shaky, because she had drunk wine and had a little too much.

When the wine is slightly smoked, when I want to be drunk, I feel hazy everywhere. I think about it for a moment, raise my hand and make a gesture. I turn my body like a flower.