Chapter 302

He stood there quietly, his mind full of those photos in the mailbox, all of which were taken by him that noon when he said they were just friends. She was standing under a tree and crying.

For a moment, I was deeply grieved. At the beginning, I went to the durian shell which was broken by metaphorical colors. Then I took two pieces of durian shells and walked quietly to my room.

"Mo Jingyao, kneeling in this living room." Like the queen.

Mo Jingyao took a breath, and the little woman's face didn't have any sense of joking.

It seems that this is really not forgiven him.

A bite of teeth, he took the durian shell on the sofa, placed in the figurative color behind, "idle is also free, I give you rub shoulder." Then, the knee really fell on durian.

The big hand falls on the metaphor color thin shoulder, can't help feeling way: "at night's Beef Brisket you eat less."

This shoulder, it doesn't feel like two or two meat. It's too thin.

The strength of a man's hand is not big or small, and it is just right.

Yu se turns back and touches it. He really sticks it on the durian shell. When he turns his head, Mo Jingyao kneels down.

But she just felt it all hurt and got stabbed.

"Mo Jingyao, you don't have to rub my shoulder." She reached out a push, pushed Mo Jing Yao to fall on the sofa, "stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid."

She did not expect Mo Jingyao to be so obedient.

Well, it seems that this is true repentance.

"Well, I'm stupid." Mo Jingyao "absolutely clever" to cater to the little woman, first let her forgive him.

"You're stupid."

"I Not stupid. " Stupid is stupid, he is stupid because he fell in love with her, but he is not stupid, it is not stupid.

"Not stupid? Stupid. " Yu se jumps onto the sofa, and then he rides on Mo Jingyao, and the pink fist greets him like raindrops.

Tired of fighting, Yu se bent down and bit Mo Jingyao's arm.

Soon, the two red and fresh teeth marks were soaked with blood beads. She just let go, and then she lay down on the sofa, beside Mo Jingyao.

"Learn from you."

"What do you learn from me?"

"Didn't you pull the banner?"

"Mo Jingyao, you are really learning and using now. You are directly integrated into practice." Because he couldn't fight back, she couldn't bite, so she didn't have any fun.

This is like the same truth when Chen Meishu scolds her in the evening. The more she ignores her, Chen Meishu finally becomes bored and leaves after crying.

It's also an advanced technique for fighting people.

"OK, not stupid." It's not stupid.

Yu se dare to say that he is stupid, which he does not recognize.

"Not stupid? If you kneel, you do? " Then he said, "I don't want to say hello to Mo Jingzi."

Mo Jingyao still did not hide. He allowed her to fight more than ten times, but did not fight back, let alone snatch the feather duster in her hand.

Yu se was really bored. She found out that what she had done to Chen Meishu before is now how Mo Jingyao did to her. She was so angry that she threw the feather duster away. "Mo Jingyao, get up."

Mo Jingyao couldn't afford it at all. He put out his arm and put it into his arms. He leaned over her ear and said, "I've beaten and bit you. Durian knelt down. Can you forgive me?"

"No

Mo Jingyao's eyes became dark and deep, and then he dropped his thin lips.

If he offered himself in this way, could she forgive him.

Yu se widens his eyes and pushes Mo Jingyao's chest with his small hand, but it's useless and can't be pushed open at all.

Suddenly, she found it was wrong.

"Mo Jingyao, what's on your knee?" Hard feeling, she felt it now.

Her voice, Mo Jingyao slowly sat up, "nothing, I go to the bathroom."

Finish saying, big long leg got off the sofa and walked into the bathroom.

Yu se was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, followed by the bathroom in a blink of an eye, and pushed the door violently.

Results, immediately covered his eyes, "Mo Jing Yao, you rascal."

"Xiaose, it's you who are a hooligan. It's you who rush to open the door." Mo Jingyao calmly continued to complete his movements.

This just slowly tidied up the clothes, from the beginning to the end, the girls standing in front of the bathroom door are covered with their hands, so that he can easily take off the pad bound on his knee, but he will put it into the pants pocket, metaphor color rushed over with a dart, "you don't want to sell stolen goods."

Starting with two pads, the metaphor was completely understood, "so, when you just knelt down, you didn't feel any pain at all?" Thanks to her heartache, she pushed him away. He had already bound a gasket on his knee and had already protected himself.

"Xiaose, you only said to let me kneel, but you didn't say that I was not allowed to use this thing."He is absolutely right about this.

Yu color face a black, "you drill holes."

Mo Jingyao put a big hand around Yu se, "if you really hurt your knees, it's still you who are distressed."

"I will not."

In the next second, Mo Jingyao, who only knows how to bully him, slams the metaphor wall on the wall, and his thin lips are printed on it.

At the same time, he reached out and turned on the nozzle.

The warm water fell.

The two became drowned together.

The clothes are all wet, too.

The metaphor is confused again.

I have no idea what kind of game Mo Jingyao is going to play.

She had never played such a game with him.

Until the floor is all messy, all water clothes, she just muddled over, as if everything is wrong.

However, there is no time for anything.

The water temperature is warm.

It's neither hot nor cold.

The hot steam is dense in the field of vision, and nothing is clear.

The metaphor is a little flustered.

Ear quietly came a man's low dumb voice, "unless to the wedding night, I will not move you."

This sound, into the metaphor of the ear drum, and then, as if she was confused by the cup, involuntarily became a puppet in his hand.

Or it's because she likes him.

However, when I felt his hand, I was still flustered.

Tears burst out and melted with the water from the sprinkler.

It was not until Mo Jingyao's lips fell on her eyes, until he felt the slight saltiness, that he was startled.

He pulled the towel and carried her back to the room.

It's not going back to her room.

It's his.

Wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, "don't cry."

"You bullied me."

"No He denied that he had not crossed the last line of defence.

He promised her.

A little woman should not enjoy his talent, should she?

Why cry?

Other women don't seem to be like this at all.

He didn't have to do it at all. As soon as he got close to him, he wanted to wear less cloth.

But no, she cried