Chapter 244

Bugatti restarted, and the mood of metaphor has been slightly better.

Seeing the car driving into the mid mountain villa area, Mo Jingyao remembered a very important thing, "you have not yet celebrated your college entrance examination results."

"An'an has accompanied me to celebrate. Mo Jingyao, what you brought me tonight is enough."

To see Xia Xiaoqiu is also a solution to the knot in her heart for a long time.

Bugatti stopped slowly again and stopped outside the gate of Jin's villa.

The metaphor is here.

When she was about to get off the bus, Mo Jingyao suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her and pulled her into his arms again, so quietly leaning together.

For a long time, just low dumb way: "good sleep, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After saying this sentence, Yu se still wanted to let go of himself.

I didn't expect that she just looked up, and her lips met the man's thin lips.

The cold ice made her heart thump, "don't..."

This is outside Jin's house. She doesn't want it.

Mo Jingyao gave a cruel kiss, and then he let go of metaphor, "good."

Yu se turns around and flees out of the car and rushes into the gate of Jin's family.

Mo Jingyao is a villain who can make her heart beat faster anytime and anywhere.

With the sound of "bang", the metaphor hit a person.

Then, a hand held her slightly shaking figure, "run what? Is there a ghost behind you

As Jin Zheng said, his eyes glanced at Yu SE's back.

Yu said, "it's too late."

If Jin zhengdi has gone, he will not be able to find out if he does not.

Looking at the gate again, Jin Zheng tried to ignore the sound of the car leaving just outside the gate. Then he said in a soft voice, "since I know it's late, I'll go home early in the future."

"Oh, I see. Then I'll go up." When he finished, he ran over Jin Zheng.

However, after only one step, he suddenly remembered something: "how about you? Are you going out again

Otherwise, what is Jin Zheng doing standing here at night?

Or did he send Yang An'an back?

Did he just see that Mo Jingyao's car stopped and she stayed in the car for a while

At the thought of this, the metaphor's face turned red.

"Didn't I say that I still have an appointment in the evening, I went to your appointment, and you stood me up. I'll find you out later. I'm going to another appointment now." Jin Zheng grinned his teeth and left.

"Jin Zheng, I didn't stand you up. I drank a lot of wine with you. Moreover, I said hello to you and An'an when I left. I went to do a serious thing." That is about Xia Xiaoqiu's serious affairs. If she doesn't go to see Xia Xiaoqiu tonight, there will always be a thorn in the bottom of her heart that can't be pulled out, and there will be pain.

After a few steps, Jin Zheng suddenly turned around and strode back toward Yu se. Then she reached out and touched her head. "I'll deal with something later."

"Oh, good." Yu color muddled should a, and then see Jin Zheng get on his car, Mercedes Benz big g like wild horse general drive away from her vision.

Seeing the car disappear in the sight, the metaphor turned into the villa.

The villa is quiet. Sumuxi and Jin Chengguo should have gone to bed long ago.

Yes, it's early in the morning. It's really late at this point.

But it was so late that Jin Zheng went out again.

Yu se went back to the room, took a shower first, then went to bed with bare feet comfortable, took the mobile phone and dialed Yang An'an.

It's like waiting for her phone call.

"An'an, how about Jin Zheng? Are you satisfied? "

“……” Over there, Yang an took a deep breath and didn't speak because she didn't know how to answer the question of metaphor.

Yu Se in the barbecue shop left with Mo Jingyao for less than five minutes. Jin Zheng politely proposed to send her home. Therefore, she was not satisfied with Jin Zheng at all, but she could not speak to Yu se.

"Jin Zheng or you?" Yang an didn't answer, but she continued to ask her question as if she had acquiesced.

"He did it." Yang An'an answered this question.

"Did he take you home?" Because she wasn't sure what time she was going to drink at night, Yang An'an didn't ask her driver to see her off.

"Yes." Yang an recalled the scene when Jin Zheng sent her home. Jin Zheng didn't say a word in the whole process.

Jin Zheng's sunshine is only for metaphor. Knowing that metaphor has left, he seems to have never laughed again.

"Wow, it seems that Jin Zheng is still on the way. He knows that he met a good girl who is rare in a hundred years. It's OK. I give him full marks." In fact, Yu se is still a little bit drunk. She thinks that her matchmaker is very successful and beautiful."Metaphor, have you seen Xia Xiaoqiu?" Yang An'an doesn't want to discuss Jin Zheng with Yu se any more. Otherwise, she will feel uncomfortable. She and Jin Zheng will not have any results.

"Yes, An'an, Xia Xiaoqiu has been admitted to the mental hospital. I can't come out for a lifetime. Do you think I'm too cruel?"

"Yu se, at least she is still alive. At that time, you almost died."

Yu se nods gently, or Yang An'an knows her heart best.

The two chatted for a while before hanging up and lying down.

The metaphor turns off the light and looks at the mobile phone screen in a daze.

In fact, it was staring at the open dialog box of Mo Jingyao.

At this time, he must be asleep.

After all, it's late.

I've been tired with her all night.

He broke his heart for her.

However, although I remember that he had already said good night to her before she got off the bus, he still wanted to see him say "good night in small color".

It's a pity that the man didn't have this sentence.

After reading and thinking, Yu se couldn't help but say "good night, Mo Jingyao.".

Then put down the mobile phone, nest a comfortable position to sleep.

Tomorrow, she will get up early to exercise. During the day, she will study the university she wants to apply for. She will carefully and conscientiously according to the score and her ranking in the province, and then according to the admission score of each university over the years, and then she should determine the university she wants to apply for as soon as possible.

Well, it'll be done tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow, she wanted to go to work.

Think of their long-term job, metaphor beauty Zizi.

She likes the feeling of being rich.

Some of them have to make their own money.

No matter how much money others have given, she is not practical.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep.

Then, in a daze, she dreamt again.

That dream feeling, that clear.

So familiar.

Figurative hand dishonestly with the dream mirror characters and move up, and then, desperately to wake up.

She has to wake up.

Maybe it's the function of the mind, or maybe it's too much to wake up and understand such a "dream". Metaphor finally wakes up.

Slowly open your eyes.

In the dark, only the outline of a man's head.