Chapter 188

At this moment, in such a place, only she and he, she felt that her heart rate was only more serious, not the most serious.

"No deletion." If the girl does not allow him to delete, he will not delete it.

However, it does not affect his fingertip brush point to see past.

After reading all of them in a few minutes, he chose one that was still satisfactory. Mo Jingyao locked it directly into the background photo of the mobile phone in front of the metaphor.

"You're stunned," she said You... "

This is her cell phone.

He's too overbearing.

But when I snatched it back and looked at the man in the background photo of the mobile phone, I thought that the background of the mobile phone should be put in this picture of Mo Jingyao. It's really beautiful.

"Mo Jingyao, if you lose your job one day and you become a male model, you will surely be in a big fire."

"Not right."

"What else can you do if you lose your job?"

"You raise me." Mo Jingyao realized that he was becoming more and more resourceful.

Yes, when he saw the instant red face of metaphor, he felt that from today on, he could search for his wife without any problems.

"I I don't want to raise you. " The color of the small sound, the head has been about to hang on the mobile phone.

"Then I'll keep you."

"How can you support yourself when you're unemployed?"

"Instead of being president of Mercer group, I can be president of my own company." When he talked about Jingmo, he was very calm.

"Yes, you see, those Mohist people are all covetous of your position as president of Mohist. Mo Jingyao, it is imperative that you have a company of your own. In the future, as long as you are not willing to serve them again, it will be nice to leave at any time."

"Good." Mo Jingyao nodded. She was very avant-garde to think of this. After all, she was still young.

I haven't entered the society yet.

"Mo Jingyao, have you taken any medicine these days?" These days, she has been waiting for him to take the initiative to contact her, as a result, he did not contact, she did not stare to ask him whether he took medicine.

The man sat quietly in front of her, her eyes are him, his eyes are her, say what appreciation lotus, this moment, again beautiful lotus in each other's eyes also lost color.

Found that Mo Jing Yao did not answer himself, metaphor color pursed lips, "don't tell me you didn't eat."

Mo Jingyao remained silent.

But such silence is actually a default.

The anger of metaphor comes up.

"Why don't you eat? Why are you so bad? Mo Jingyao, how old are you? How old are you

She said, eager to bite him.

As a result, the strength of the hand is becoming more and more heavy.

However, the more and more serious consequence was that she couldn't keep going after a few times.

The man's muscles are as hard as stone.

As a result, the falling speed of the pink fist is getting slower and slower. However, Mo Jingyao just sits there like a statue, and has never responded. She is so involved that she has to stop herself, as if It's a bit of a snub.

All of a sudden, the big palms held the metaphor, "no more, huh?"

Soft voice.

It is also every time she yells at him, she makes a fuss about him, he is to her standard configuration coax her voice.

Then, it was the same sound, which instantly dispelled the anger of metaphor. However, it was still a grievance, "you have promised me so many times, but it doesn't count. Mo Jingyao, I don't believe what you say in the future."

"You didn't call." Don't want to, the man is followed by such a sentence.

Yu color Leng for a moment, then the reaction came over, "you have been waiting for my phone call to take medicine?"

"Well."

The metaphor frowned.

"Mo Jingyao, you are obviously older than me. Why do I think you are smaller than me now and need to be coaxed by me?"

She had to be coaxed to take a medicine. She was so worried.

No wonder he looked the same as before when he had dinner. The delicious food was the same in his mouth.

"Psychological age is young." Mo Jingyao thought for a moment, and felt it necessary to tell Yu Se in this way.

Although his real age is indeed older than her, his actual psychological age is not older than her.

He was speechless, but he didn't know how to refute him.

My heart hurts a little.

Yes, as long as the thought of his illness, she was distressed.

"Mo Jingyao, I seem to be moved." I'm interested in him.

She determined how she felt and wanted to tell him.

It's not something bad or wrong. Why do you hide it.

Such a sentence, as far as metaphor is concerned, is to say it when you think about it.However, Mo Jingyao became a statue in an instant.

Staring at Yu se, for so long, he finally came to the sentence he wanted.

But Yu se really said it. He didn't know how to react for a while.

So, he looked at her quietly.

As if to put this moment of beauty, deeply imprinted in the brain, enduring not to fade.

Yu se finished, but after waiting for a long time, he did not wait for Mo Jingyao's reaction.

The little hand gently pulled a corner of Mo Jingyao's white Hanfu, "Mo Jingyao, I'm moved. Do you want me to be moved?"

She just said, "I'm moved." she didn't say, "I'm moved by you." she meant it.

If he didn't accept it or opposed it directly, she would tell him directly that she was not attracted to him, or Mo jingxun, or Jin Zheng. Well, she left her own way.

Because, when she said this, she remembered what he had said to her before. He was just joking with her.

"To me?" Don't want to, Mo Jingyao impolitely asked.

Yu se continued to pull the corner of Mo Jingyao's dress, and when she finished, she twisted it. The Han suit with that corner was a wrinkle, but she continued to wring.

After hesitating for a moment, she said softly, "well."

Obviously don't want to say, but he asked, she seemed to be confused by his cup of recognition.

Around, a quiet.

Only her ending quietly diffuse in the corner, falling on the lotus leaf, falling on the lotus, stretching out a long, far boundless.

The metaphor heard the heart beating wildly again.

She didn't know if it was a confession.

Because, she just felt that she was moved. She was not sure whether she fell in love with Mo Jingyao.

For a long time, until she felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She caught the hand that twisted the corner of Mo Jingyao's Han suit. Then, he was held in her arms.

Tight.

It's tight fitting. There's no gap.

Forced to rest her head on his shoulder, she heard him say in her ear, "when you're swinging in front of my eyes in your pajamas, I'm moved."