Chapter 223

Until the color of the mobile phone rings, he this just action up big long leg to meet a step forward, picked up her cell phone and handed her, "you answer."

I've seen the number of Yang An'an, and there's a phone call from Yang'an. It's best to ease the weird atmosphere.

Yu se also saw the word "An'an", but she didn't answer it.

Press your fingertips and you're forced to hang up.

I dare to sell her secretly, even to Mo Jingyao.

If she spared Yang An'an this time, there would be another time.

Therefore, this time we must give Yang an a long lesson.

Mo Jingyao's Mo Mou is slightly Zheng. Unexpectedly, Yu se doesn't even answer Yang An'an's phone.

He knew that the little woman was angry.

She seldom used to be angry.

Always a pair of cheeky, careless temperament, the most angry when he pinched him a pinch.

But today, she did not pinch him or pinch him, just quietly eating food.

But she has eaten a lot.

Although she does not eat fat, but eat too much is not good for the stomach.

He tried to persuade her, but he couldn't say what he said.

It seemed as if she was more irritated by it.

Yang An'an called in again.

This time, it seems that he was angry. He hung up first and then turned off the machine. All the actions were completed in one go, without any hesitation.

Mo Jingyao took a deep breath.

He never knew what the tension was. At this moment, he felt nervous. "Little color, I just want to give you a surprise."

Yu se continued to eat and eat, ignoring him.

"Xiaose, I have no way to enter your life from small to big. I just want you to have me on your first trip."

Yu se scooped out a spoonful of soup, but he still ignored Mo Jingyao.

Seeing that Yu se was really about to drink, Mo Jingyao stopped him as soon as he reached out and said, "the soup is cold. Don't you want to drink it? Mind your stomach. "

His voice was gentle and patient.

Then, the metaphor suddenly burst into tears.

A small face is spent in a flash.

Mo Jing Yao is stunned on the spot. He takes out a paper towel and wants to pass it to Yu se. He passes it in the air and puts it down again.

Then, standing there, I didn't know what to do.

Seeing that Yu se was still crying, the more tears flowed, Mo Jingyao suddenly leaned over, grasped her waist, and at the same time directly sealed her small mouth.

He couldn't think of any other way.

The cry stopped.

But between the lips and teeth is the smell of blood.

He bit Mo Jingyao like a small animal.

It hurts.

But he didn't let go.

She bit him or not, better than she ignored him, has been crying, he was distressed.

For a long time, it was not until the metaphor changed his breath that Mo Jingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

And then, I don't know when I let go of my lips.

She stopped biting him. He looked at her red, swollen eyes, picked her up and sat on the sofa in the living room. He said in a low voice, "it's not Ann. I forced her. Xiaose, I really like you. I want to be your boyfriend and your man."

Most of all, Mo Jingyao never said such sensational words. Mo Jingyao's ears were red.

Yu se nestled in his arms, but he did not say a word.

"Xiaose, I haven't been in love before I met you. I don't have any experience, and I don't know what to do to you.

Recently, although I've been chasing my wife's treasure books in Baidu every day, I found that they seem to be able to see them. They are really used. You You don't seem happy.

You see, this surprise is not, on the contrary, it makes you cry. It's my fault, and I will never look at the wife chasing treasure book again

Sentence by sentence, when Mo Jingyao finished, the little woman in his arms was still like a cat in his arms.

She still didn't speak.

He heard his heart beating.

This is the feeling of love.

Never experienced, absolutely do not know love is such a taste.

Sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet.

It was sweet when he blew her hair.

At this moment, it was very hard for her to ignore him.

Or, this is true love.

Yu se is playing with Mo Jingyao's clothes. His ear drum is full of words he has just said. His heart is a little soft.

In retrospect, she did not know what she was angry with.

To sum up, Yang An'an gave her to Mo Jingyao in order to help her. Just as she had tried her best to set up Yang'an and Mo Jingyao, she tried every means to bring the two of them together to meet and then determine the relationship.

At such a thought, the anger subsided.Why was she angry with Mo Jingyao just now?

Crying and crying, even she forgot herself.

After thinking and thinking, he finally remembered, as if he had his own car and accompanied her to take the bus.

"Mo Jingyao, you are stupid." I don't need a comfortable off-road vehicle. I have to take a bus.

That meeting son thinks he is too irritating.

Then, coupled with Yang an's phone call, she was in a hurry and began to cry.

In fact, no one has ever been as good to her as Mo Jingyao, except for her aunt.

Now I think she is not all angry with Mo Jingyao, but more moved.

Just because she said she would take a bus, he sat with her.

"Well, I'm stupid." Yu se finally speaks, and Mo Jingyao agrees with me. As long as she is willing to speak, she will no longer ignore him. She will be stupid.

Anyway, even if he said he was stupid, he would not be really stupid.

"Poof", the tearful eyes all of a sudden smile, smile spray, "Mo Jingyao, you admit that you are stupid."

Mo Jingyao was stunned on the spot.

For a while crying and laughing, the transformation of the incomparably happy metaphor, he was a little unable to respond to her such changes.

"To ask you something." Mo Jingyao's eyes were still wet, but she didn't feel anything wrong with her crying and laughing at this moment.

She is such a girl, like the wind girl, if he does not like it, then take advantage of now as if will start, directly separated good.

That's what she's got. She doesn't want to hide it.

Otherwise, if you really want to get married, you will have to hide it for a lifetime.

The girl's smile is sweet, just like the lily blooming on the tea table at the moment, so beautiful.

Luring Mo Jingyao involuntarily said, "well, I admit it."

"Fool." Yu se said, reaching out and pinching Mo Jingyao's face, and then said: "hungry?"

Mo Jingyao had not yet recovered from the crying and crying of the metaphor. In a twinkling of an eye, he felt the little woman's concern. Then, after only hesitating for a second, he said, "I'm hungry."

"Go to dinner." Yu se said, he broke away from Mo Jingyao's hand, and led him to the dining car. "Eat it. I just felt it. Your taste buds are half better."