Chapter 228

Absolutely gentle and virtuous.

If he doesn't eat, he feels like he won't give her face.

Mo Jingyao found two pieces of durian sugar in his mouth.

Then, when he lost again, he discussed: "can you save it first and eat it after the sugar in my mouth is finished?"

"No, you can't. If you lose all the time, you'll have to chew it up. Anyway, you have to eat one grain once you lose."

“……” At this moment, Mo Jingyao, who was forced to eat the third durian sugar, began to struggle with each other in his heart.

He doesn't want durian.

I don't want to eat any more.

But a pair of on figurative color smiling face, the ghost makes a God, really bite to eat.

At the same time, the expression is absolutely indescribable.

After playing ten, Mo Jingyao lost eight. Yu se only ate two pieces of durian sugar. When the last piece was fed into Mo Jingyao's mouth, Yu se yawned lazily, "I don't want to play, I always win well, I'll go to sleep."

The girl said, and jumped barefoot on the carpet.

The white and tender feet are going to wear slippers.

Mo Jingyao stretched out his hand and caught Yu se directly back to the bed. He pressed her and fell in front of him. Then Zhang Junyan cheated him.

The color of the metaphor widened his eyes.

But before she could protest, the piece of durian sugar that she had just put into Mo Jingyao's mouth came to her mouth.

She likes the taste.

She likes durian and durian candy.

But the first time I ate it in this way

"You You... "

"Yu goblin, if you dare to force me to eat durian or durian candy in the future, then durian and durian candy will all end up like this." He fed it directly into her mouth.

Hearing the four words "Yu Xiao Ling", Yu se was stunned, and then he burst into laughter. "Mo Jingyao, you finally resisted, which means that you are half cured."

"Are you testing my taste buds with Durian?" From the beginning to the end, he thought that Yu se was talking about his own. At this moment, he was suspicious of his intelligence quotient.

He actually I didn't think of the purpose of metaphor.

It turns out that playing cards is just a cover.

"Yes, otherwise, I would not have stayed in your room." Yu se sat up and yawned again. Then, in a serious voice, he said, "don't sneak into my room tonight, or I won't be able to take pictures tomorrow."

"Good." Mo Jingyao said in a dumb voice.

At this time, the mouth is full of durian flavor, but think of the girl let him eat a grain of durian sugar purpose, the first time that the original durian taste is not so bad.

It's OK to be patient.

The metaphor is gone.

Mo Jingyao personally sent her back to the room.

Although the door was next to the door, he took her back to her room.

I really want to follow in, but she warned that he would not dare to go in when she was still sleeping.

"Good night, little color."

"Good night, Mo Jingyao."

"It's called Jingyao." Mo Jingyao, who did not want to leave here, found a reason to stay with her again.

"There is It's a little numb. "

"It's not meat."

"Well, I'll change it later. Go and get busy with your work. There's a lot of work waiting for you in your notebook." The metaphor of color directly pushed Mo Jingyao.

Did he think she believed him when he said he didn't have a job?

She didn't believe it at all.

She knows how busy he is.

He always does things in a planned way.

If he didn't have a job, he really didn't have to bring his laptop into the hotel.

"Good." Mo Jingyao didn't want to let go of metaphor, but the girl's warning was right. If the work in his laptop was printed out, it would be a mountain.

What the Secretary had to cancel was his itinerary. As for the work, he wanted to cancel it, but there was no way. All the work in his computer could not be replaced by others.

He had to do it himself.

Go back to your room.

Mo Jingyao turned on the computer and began to work.

Yu se put out the light and lay down on the bed. She could still fall asleep with a little more.

But now she doesn't want to sleep.

It's all about the two dead men and women.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the police station number to buy durian candy and playing cards downstairs.

It's connected over there.

"Hello, do you want to call the police?"

"I want to ask the two people who fell to death today. Are there any corpses collected?"

"Yes.""A man, isn't it?" He asked again.

"Yes, you are..."

"Can I have his contact information?"

"What can I do for him?"

"Well, he is ill. I want to give him some medicine to cure his illness. I know him, but I lost his telephone number by accident."

"I'm sorry. We'll give you his phone number directly. It's not in line with the rules of discipline. We can give him your phone number and let him choose his own."

"Yes, thank you." The police's way of dealing with this is correct. They can't give a person's telephone number out of the room.

Hang up the phone, figurative color this just comfortable lie down, brush up the mobile phone.

After turning on his pen, Mo Jingyao started the remote video conference directly.

He listened attentively to the reports of his subordinates and replied from time to time.

To speed up the process of the meeting.

However, I always feel that the executives in today's meeting are not the same as usual.

However, he did not find that the reason why the eyes of those executives were different from usual was that they found two things on the bed behind Mo Jingyao.

A deck of cards, they have never seen Mo Jingyao when playing cards.

A bag of opened durian candy, they clearly remember that Mo Shao least likes to eat durian, and it is absolutely impossible for them to eat durian candy.

But now, all the impossibilities that they believe are all in the background behind Mo Jingyao.

It's very clear.

The more you brush your mobile phone, the more energetic you will be.

It's only ten o'clock. Before that, she slept in the car for a while, so now she's really not sleepy.

After chatting with Yang An'an, he couldn't stop.

Although he said that he had forgiven Yang an in his heart, it was necessary to train him again.

In a word, she can sell herself to Mo Jingyao, but she can't let others sell her to Mo Jingyao, nor can Yang An'an.

It's a little bit unsafe.

Chatting, I feel like I want to eat something.

So, she thought of the durian candy in Mo Jingyao's room.

She still wants to laugh now when she thinks of the painless appearance of every durian candy he eats. "Ann, I'm going to find something to eat. Bye."

With that, she put on her cartoon pajamas and slippers. She walked out of her room and went straight to Mo Jingyao's room.