Chapter 193

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to cook it for him.

"I don't dislike it."

"How about I cook noodles?"

"Good."

"I'm going to cook my hands and roll out my noodles. Hey, hey." He smiles like a little fox.

Mrs. Zhan will. She will ask her for advice.

"Good."

"Mo Jingyao, I just want to find the feeling. Don't think about it too much. I'm not sure if I'm in love with you. I just feel a little bit." At the water's edge, when waiting for the air boat, Yu se squatted down and talked leisurely with the water.

Mo Jing Yao almost blurted out and asked if she had feelings for Ji Beiyi, but Li code gave up the idea.

She said she wanted to find the feeling, that is to give him and her a chance, give him and her hope, in this case, he will follow her feelings.

Step by step, the best.

After leaving the island, the metaphor is on Maybach of Mo Jingyao.

It's no longer the big G Mercedes Benz you came in with.

Jin Zheng changed to Mo Jingyao. She looked at Mo Jingyao who was driving and was still giggling.

I feel like I'm dreaming.

"Little color, I have something to tell you." Driving the car, Mo Jing Yao suddenly became serious.

"Say it." Yu se turns to look at him. When a man is serious, when he is smiling, when he is angry, he seems to be so beautiful and special that she likes it.

Since she found that her heart beat faster every time she thought of him, she looked at him and felt different from before.

"In fact, I ignored you for three days on purpose." Mo Jingyao hesitated for a moment and said it.

"What are you talking about? Are you ignoring me these days? Why on purpose? Is it true that you say you like me or are you joking The metaphor almost jumped up.

If she hadn't been sitting in the car, the space in the car didn't support a person to stand up, she would have jumped up.

"Yu se, what happened to you recently, and what Xia Xiaoqiu hurt you, are all related to me." Speaking of this topic, Mo Jingyao felt it necessary to tell the truth about metaphor.

In this way, at least she has a psychological preparation, and she will pay more attention to her own safety wherever she goes.

"Is the person who wants to harm you to cut off the electricity in the classroom and help Xia Xiaoqiu stab me?" If we say so, it is logical.

"Yes."

The metaphor was silent.

I looked at the front of the car with quiet eyes and didn't speak.

The carriage was very quiet for a time.

It gives people a strange feeling.

It makes people feel light even when they breathe.

As if heavy, even the air has become a luxury.

Mo Jingyao takes a look at the girl on the co driver through the rearview mirror.

He knew what she was thinking.

She should be able to figure it out, he thought.

When she thinks it out, it's when she talks to him.

Give her some time, but also give yourself some time.

Metaphor is indeed the reason why Mo Jingyao let Xia Xiaoqiu go.

He doesn't say, she can only think for herself.

Yang an despises Mo Jingyao for letting Xia Xiaoqiu go. Why does she not know that Mo Jingyao has hurt Xia Xiaoqiu in disguise.

But he let it go.

Suddenly, she turned to Mo Jingyao and said, "although you know that the person behind the blackout is related to the person who wants to harm you, there is no evidence, is it? Do you want to use Xia Xiaoqiu to lead out that person? "

It came to her all of a sudden.

I don't know, right.

So I asked when I thought of it.

Otherwise, when she thinks of Xia Xiaoqiu, who is happy and carefree now, she will be blocked in her heart.

Mo Jingyao turned the steering wheel with one hand and suddenly touched the head of metaphor with the other hand.

He did not speak, but let the metaphor understand instantly.

"Why don't you tell me?" These days, when she thinks of Xia Xiaoqiu, she is also very angry with him.

"Because I think you can figure it out."

"Well, what if I can't think of it all the time? Mo Jingyao, are you afraid that I hate you

"You don't hate me."

“……” Yu se feels that she is too used to this man.

That he was so confident.

Can turn to look at him to say this sentence that the proud appearance, is clearly proud of her.

"Mo Jingyao..." Her nose was sour and she called out.

If he wasn't driving, she wanted to lean in his arms.

From the day she was handed over by her father and mother to Luo Wanyi, her world began to change suddenly.

In fact, up to now, she still has some problems.

Just be patient to get used to that sudden change.Because even if it is not used to, the day is to lead, there is no way to change.

Fortunately, she finally figured out something.

"Mo Jingyao, if you don't see me or contact me, you want to give me up and make me safe, right?"

"Well."

"But I'm in a little bit of trouble myself."

"What trouble?" Mo Jingyao asked that he would help her solve the problem as long as she said it.

"I told Luo Dong that I'm not interested in you, and I won't be a granny mo. if I really like you one day, will I beat myself in the face?" In the end, the head dropped to the knee.

"It's OK. When you raise your hand to hit the face, I'll block it for you, and it won't hurt." Mo Jingyao took a half joking look at the metaphor.

Can she not be so cute.

Lovely, let him even drive a car, also want to gnaw her.

Yes, just want to bite her.

"But I would feel ashamed."

"It's OK. I'll stand in a line with you and lose face together. If you have someone to accompany me, you can be thick skinned."

"Mo Jingyao, it seems that you are a man with thick skin. Do you often do things like that?"

“……” Mo Jingyao responded to the voice of metaphors in silence. He was thick skinned and only cared about it. He didn't want to pay attention to others.

The whole process of rolling noodles in the evening is a metaphor for one person.

It's a little hard, but she likes it.

The face was a little hard, and she was sweating when rolling.

The fried egg jam is too much, a little salty, but Zhu Xu and Mo Jingyao are very happy, all eaten up.

After eating the noodles, Yu se drove Mo Jingyao home.

The medicine was sent to the villa in the middle of the mountain. She cooked it herself. If he dared not eat it, she would not forgive him.

As a result, when Mo Jingyao left, even his eyes were sad.

But Yu se didn't seem to see it. He shut the door with a bang and ignored him.

Turning around, she said to sister-in-law, "sister-in-law Zhan, do you want to live upstairs or downstairs tonight, or across the door?" Mo Jingyao bought two apartments in this community. She didn't want to ask Mo Jingyao. She could just try sister Zhan directly.

Zhan sister-in-law did not expect that metaphor color suddenly asked over, can not help but some of the chat ran, "downstairs."