Chapter 268

McLaren GT accelerated to Yu se, then stopped and rolled down the window, "Miss Yu, where are you going? Shall I take you there? "

When he saw Lujiang, he said, "well, I'm going to the Longshoushan scenic spot, please." After all, she got on the car. After all, it was not polite to ask Mr. Su and his godfather and mother to wait for her younger generation.

"In a hurry?"

"Well, it's a little urgent. Please drive faster."

"Good." Lu Jiang said only one word.

He doesn't dare to talk much now.

It's better not to say one more word.

Because the boss of his family can hear his conversation with metaphor at the moment.

Fortunately, Yu se has been quiet after getting on the bus, and he doesn't say much, which makes Lujiang feel relieved.

However, five minutes later, the figurative mobile phone ring broke the silence in the car.

Lu Jiang takes a quick look at the caller ID on the mobile phone.

Mo jingxun.

This is the name of the figurative remarks.

Lu Jiang saw it, and so did the metaphor.

After a pause, she picked it up, "jingxun."

Yu se really didn't think about anything. Anyway, he called jingxun as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lu Jiang immediately felt that the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly cooled down, which made him shiver.

I really want to remind Yu se, but Mo Jingyao can hear his voice, he dare not.

"Xiaose, do you miss me?" Mo jingxun's side, the evil spirit asked.

This is his usual tone, metaphor has been used to see, not strange, "think of the United States."

"Well, I really want to be beautiful. I think Xiaose thinks of me every day, because when Xiaose misses me, I also want to miss Xiaose very much."

"Go away." Yu se can't help but scold the past. Mo jingxun's mouth is really not flat. He wants to soak her at any time.

"OK, if you let me go, I'll be ready to roll. The plane will roll back tomorrow morning and roll back to you. When I get home, you will have a big meal with me."

"Did Mo Jingyao allow you to come back?" With this sentence, Yu se wants to bite off his tongue. Mo Jingyao is the only one who knows about Mo Jingyao's revenge and exile him to Africa.

Fortunately, Mo jingxun didn't recognize the implication of her words. He said happily: "well, the fourth brother has agreed with me to go back."

Lu Jiang, who was driving, silently mourned for Mo jingxun. He was afraid that as soon as Mo jingxun hung up, he would immediately receive his order to stay in Africa for a month.

Well, at least one month, three months.

Mo jingxun is miserable.

It's a pretty bad end.

When it's not good to make a phone call, it's just after Mo Jingyao connected his mobile phone to share.

However, Mo jingxun still didn't realize that he was about to end up. Without waiting for the figurative response, he continued happily: "I'm going to leave this ghost place. When I go home, I'll take a bath ten times a day."

“……” Lu Jiang again for Mo jingxun silent once more, even bath this kind of thing also wants to talk with metaphor color, only afraid more miserable.

Don't want to, Mo jingxun dare to say, metaphor color is not bad, "Mo jingxun, don't tell me you take a bath every three days." However, when we say this, metaphor thinks that in places like Africa, taking a bath once every three days is a luxury.

"Take a bath every two days. It's more expensive to take a bath than to have a big meal in this ghost place. It's not easy for me, young master."

Yu se smiles and is amused by Mo jingxun for the first time in the whole afternoon However, at this point, the metaphor stops.

Mo Jingyao has ignored her now.

After that, Mo jingxun managed her and Mo Jingyao naturally didn't care.

Thinking of this, Yu se changed his mouth and said, "you should make me angry later. However, you know, I won't let you go to Africa. I make you itch to call my aunt every day."

"Auntie, as long as you can let me go back to T city now, I'll be happy to make me call as many times as I can. Well, if you make me itch, I'll itch. I'm very happy. That proves that you like me and that I'm charming and charming." Xu is the plane tickets have been reserved, this moment Mo jingxun is happy to speak.

"What about disfigurement?"

"Destroy, destroy, as long as the small sex is willing to accept me, disfigurement I am also willing to Ding... " Before Mo jingxun's word "wish" was finished, he heard his mobile phone "Ding" automatically.

"Mo jingxun, you have a text message. Which girl's love message is it? Tell me and listen to it." Yu se couldn't help teasing Mo jingxun. After a bad afternoon's mood, he finally got better when he picked up the phone.

Then listen to Mo jingxun read the text message subconsciously, "the flight you reserved has been cancelled, which brings you inconvenience. Please understand, the airline will refund the full amount within one hour..." Then the next is mo jingxun's wail, "what the hell, a flight a week has to be cancelled for me, Xiaose, I'm in a bad mood now, I'm very bad, please comfort me quickly, otherwise, I promise I'm a big man, I'll start to shed tears immediately.""No, no, no, you don't want me to comfort you. On the contrary, Mo jingxun, I'm recording gloating at the moment, and I'm going to post your howling voice to the Internet. What do you say to match the occasion? Do you want to go home? It's not a normal man, it's a little boy... "

"Ding..." Metaphor color has not finished, listen to Mo jingxun over there mobile phone message prompt tone.

"Mo jingxun, is the refund returned to your bank card?" That's why I sent him a text message.

However, next, the end of the mobile phone silent.

It was silent for three seconds.

"Mo jingxun, what message makes you so focused? This is your call to me, not to me. What do you mean by not talking now

"Ah I can't go back. It's my fourth brother's message, ah... " Mo jingxun ended the call with another wail.

Yu se blinks her eyes and looks down at her mobile phone.

her brain is full of Mo jingxun's words "it's the text message of the fourth brother." how can she feel that her mobile phone has just been monitored by Mo Jingyao.

Otherwise, how come she didn't have a long phone call with Mo jingxun. First, his flight was cancelled, and then his schedule was delayed to three months later.

Mo jingxun is miserable.

His fate is definitely the work of Mo Jingyao.

She looked at the mobile phone for a long time and sighed in a low voice: "Lujiang, what's wrong with Mo Jingyao? Can you tell me?"

Lu Jiang first wiped the sweat on his forehead, then took a glance at his mobile phone, and then said bravely, "I don't know."