Chapter 233

Her words are all from the bottom of her heart.

Yes, if the man who landed first yesterday didn't die, she would have saved it together.

Unfortunately, he's dead.

It will miss the wonderful prosperity of this life.

Fortunately, they all have company with each other, in the other world also have company.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm wrong." After hearing the words of metaphor, the man who has been crying loudly all the time suddenly kowtows his head against the metaphor color, and then again and again, his forehead is broken and suddenly he doesn't realize it.

Yu se didn't look back. Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, he said in a deep voice: "she doesn't love you. Why do you have to die for her and live well is to continue to see the prosperity and beauty of the world for her."

"I I see. I will. " The man said, he kowtowed a few heads to Yu se, and then he got up and left.

There was no interruption, but the metaphor lost its interest. All the way to the water curtain cave, he followed Mo Jingyao quietly and quietly, making him frown.

But Yu se said that he let the man go, so he let go.

Only for, metaphor color at this time is safe.

Otherwise, the man's death a hundred times would not be enough to offset.

The curtain hole is here.

There are a lot of people.

Before entering one by one, Mo Jingyao opened his backpack and took out two disposable raincoats.

"Thank you for your yellow clothes

Because, she has seen the tourists who are drenched in front of her. If she doesn't put on the raincoat, she thinks she will soon become a drowned one.

Two people rushed into the water curtain hole with the crowd.

In front of you is a cave imitating the drizzle. When you turn your head, you will see a waterfall close to you. However, you can only see the water curtain pouring down. It is totally different from the distant view. At this time, it has a feeling of being in the scene.

She looked at the panoramic view of the waterfall from a distance, vaguely as if she had seen the man who was going to kill her not long ago.

Suddenly, I was relieved.

That kind of love and not, and then lost the feeling of life, must be very sad.

"Mo Jingyao, you can't kill him or trouble him, OK?" She suddenly whispered to the man, who was different from the man who used to tease her on the sightseeing bus and asked for her phone number.

The nature of the two people is totally different.

So even if the man on the sightseeing bus only said a word, she felt that she should be punished more than the man who tried to kill her.

"Good." Mo Jingyao reached over his raincoat and rubbed his head. The little woman was so soft hearted that she was worried that she would suffer losses frequently.

Or, if you suffer too much, you will be as hard hearted as he is.

But he would rather, her life is under his wings to maintain such a soft heart, life will not suffer losses.

Well, she's not allowed to eat big or small losses.

Hearing his promise, Yu se smiles and can ran smiles.

Then, he jumped up and took off the cap of his raincoat on top of his head, and then threw the dripping water line in front of him to Mo Jingyao, "Mo Jingyao, I'm going to turn you into a drowned chicken, and then cook it to eat, ha ha ha."

Mo Jingyao was stunned for a second. Then he relaxed and allowed a column of water line to hit his head and face. At the same time, he said in a soft voice: "when you get back to the hotel, I'll cook it for you."

"Bang", the metaphor turned and ran.

She didn't say anything wrong.

Then, Mo Jingyao is not polite to catch her language disease, began to rogue.

But she started it by herself. She even had no qualification to yell at him.

"Don't run, or you'll hit your head." But she only ran three steps, was held by a man with super long legs, and then she walked out of the water curtain hole with the protection of chickens all the way.

The sun is coming.

It's warm on the body.

Yu se turns his head to see Mo Jingyao. He always thinks that he is in a mess. However, Mo Jingyao, who is still dripping water all over his body, does not look embarrassed at all.

Or, this man is embarrassed, also handsome, handsome to attract the eyes of people around, men and women, old and young eat all feeling.

"Mo Jingyao, put on the mask quickly."

"Good." A warm man, he metaphor color does not like those who look at his eyes.

Or, not used to it.

If it wasn't for metaphor, he thought he would definitely clear the site in advance or choose a time when there would be no tourists.

He has never been pleased with many people.

Too many people are not safe.

Too many people make too much noise.

But now it is found that walking in the crowd is the real taste of living.It's no longer the day of walking dead.

Only hope that the rest of his life can have such a day every day, is no longer the luxury he used to think.

Yes, metaphor must not know. In the past, walking in the crowd like this was a kind of luxury for him.

I always feel that everyone in the crowd has the potential to assassinate himself.

But after these two days, he found that although there are many people who want to kill him in the world, they are definitely not ordinary people.

The more afraid, the more evasive, the more likely those injuries will be found.

It's better to be happy every minute.

In fact, it's not so difficult to turn the former luxury into the daily life. Just relax.

After visiting the great Waterfall Scenic Spot, we found that Mo Jingyao's arrangement was completely correct.

If she had entered the scenic spot at noon yesterday, she would not have visited the scenic spots one by one.

After the tour, she was tired and paralyzed. She closed her eyes when she got on the sightseeing bus.

Metaphor fell asleep.

There is a shallow smile in the corner of his lips.

Seeing that she had forgotten the attack of the man and woman she met yesterday and the man today, Mo Jingyao was relieved.

They were three people who had nothing to do with them.

It's kind to say that.

If he is replaced, he will not give one of the three eyes, and he will not pay any attention to it.

Metaphor fell asleep.

She didn't open her eyes until the smell of the food came.

Then he saw that he was actually in Mo Jingyao's arms.

To be exact, it's the man on his lap, his head resting on his arm, and the aroma comes from the table in front of them.

"Out?" She only remembers that she got on the sightseeing bus for the return journey, but she can't remember what happened behind her.

"Well, eat."

Yu se immediately broke away from Mo Jingyao. After stretching, he went to the bathroom in the box to wash his hands. Then he sat down comfortably and looked at the table full of delicious food. First, he put a piece of sirloin into Mo Jingyao's small plate, "thank you for the delicious food."