Chapter 339

"Take a slow walk, Mr. Lu." Property personnel continue to bow, from Mo Jingyao out, he also dare not out of the atmosphere.

Although I have been on duty in this building for many years, the chance to see Mo Jingyao is too few. Moreover, I have seen Mo Jingyao from a long distance before. This is the first time I have seen Mo Jingyao at such a close distance.

When I saw Mo Jingyao for the first time, I was really excited.

Mo Jingyao is even more handsome than what is said on the Internet. All his actions and actions are noble. If he is a model of God's residence, it is the inherent dignity of these mortals who want to learn and can't learn

Until Bugatti drove out of the underground parking lot, the figurative color still kept the posture of getting on the bus. He hung his cerebellar bag melon, as if he had done something wrong. He didn't even dare to look out of the window of the car.

Mo Jingyao looks at the girl even dare not move, can not help thin lips slightly pursed, fingertips press a button, suddenly, the front and back of the partition between the automatic rise.

Immediately, he reached out to hold the figurative hand and said in a hoarse voice, "it's good to get used to it."

Suddenly, it's normal for a man to kiss in the elevator?

"You Don't overdo it. " Even if he wanted to be regular, Mo Jingyao was too much.

The metaphor is angry.

I'm really upset.

This man is such a rogue.

Every time I am with him, I have the possibility of playing hooligans anytime and anywhere.

And now, she has the cheek to let her get used to his behavior

It's a color match.

A small face collapsed.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pinched Mo Jingyao on the back of his hand.

It's absolutely bad for her.

"Hiss", Mo Jing Yao low hiss, "ache."

"Are you afraid of pain?" Yu se looks at Mo Jingyao like a lecheron. "There's more pain." Say far, metaphor color is mercilessly pinched Mo Jingyao.

Ruthless, after pinching, I feel my hands ache.

But she didn't get rid of her hatred. She looked up at Mo Jing Yao and said, "do you know what's wrong?"

"That's right."

"You..." The color is gnashing one's teeth.

Seeing that the small face of Yu SE's anger turned red and white, Mo Jingyao handed a hand directly to Yu se, "you pinch."

As long as the metaphor can calm down, as long as she is not angry, she can pinch him many times.

After the big deal, after each kiss, he let her pinch it.

Anyway, pinching him is OK, forbidding him to kiss her is absolutely not allowed to have.

Yu se was even more angry, and he was about to pinch it.

As a result, before he opened the pinch, he saw two pieces of blue and purple on the back of Mo Jingyao's hand.

His skin is white, so the two spots are particularly eye-catching.

It's just that it hurts to watch.

Yu se was stunned and almost blurted out, "is this what I pinched?".

This moment, actually did not have the chastity on the heartache.

However, her hands are now lifted up, if directly let go of this man, that is not face.

So, only hesitated for a moment, the figurative hand fell down, but this time the cruel force of pinching was much weaker.

After pinching, he released his hand and despised himself.

How could she be so soft hearted.

Can clearly know that should not be soft hearted, but how can not be ruthless.

The metaphor is angry.

But at this moment, I was angry with myself.

Sitting there, fingers tightly wringing the corners of his clothes, all of which are folds.

Mo Jingyao looked at the girl with a small cheek. Although he was angry, he felt cute, "don't be angry, OK?"

Soft voice coax, he now feel that the best thing every day is to tease small women.

She was lovely, sad, angry, annoyed, gnashing her teeth. Every little expression fell into his eyes, and now it is vivid.

Men's voice is low and magnetic, just like cello music.

It can be said that the color is still angry. The one who gave birth to Mo Jingyao was born of his own.

He was bullied by a man, but he didn't want to fight back.

"Well?" Mo Jingyao took yuse's hand, which had been wringing the corners of her clothes, and felt that if she twisted them again, the thin corners of her clothes would be more difficult to flatten.

When he asked, Yu se was even more annoyed. This time she stopped pinching and was angry with herself. She simply took Mo Jingyao's hand and bit him on the back of his hand.

It's not heavy, but it's not light.

When he let go of his mouth, two red and fresh teeth were printed on the back of Mo Jingyao's hand, which was particularly eye-catching.

Until she let go, Mo Jingyao did not struggle.

But the better he was, the more angry he became.

Is how can't dispel the vexation in the bottom of my heart.The more biting, the more angry.

Then, looking at the back of Mo Jingyao's very lively hand, the color of the heart is uncomfortable again.

The back of Mo Jingyao's hand is really as lively as it needs to be.

Angry looking at, metaphor is really don't know what to do with this man.

It seems that nothing is right.

Suddenly, a sink on the waist, not waiting for metaphor color to react, the body a tilt, was pulled into the arms of the man.

Then, no matter how she wiggled, the man held her body's two hands like pliers.

Finally, the metaphor is tired.

Tired on Mo Jingyao's body, she closed her eyes and sniffed at his masculine breath, so he hugged her and did not move.

Time, minute by minute.

All the anger, in the quiet arms of men quietly released.

Until the car stopped, metaphor suddenly thought of a thing, "Mo Jing Yao, it seems that he forgot to inform chen fan that we came to see him."

When she finished this sentence, she remembered something, and then said in a small voice, "we didn't seem to ask him where he lived?"

"Here." Mo Jingyao points to the outside of the car and turns to see it.

In front of me is a villa.

The antique exterior decoration is no worse than the villa of Mr. Su in Longshou Mountain Scenic Area in T city. It will be more expensive, not cheaper.

"Chen Fan lives here?" Yu se thinks that Chen fan must have stayed in a hotel to rob her because of cherry's call. After all, t city is just a transit station for him.

But did not expect, chen fan actually has a villa in T city.

"Well." Mo Jingyao turned to get out of the car, Yu se got out of the car and waited for him to come around. He asked curiously, "did you know he lived here?"

Otherwise, since they decided to come here to see Chen fan, Mo Jingyao never separated from her for a second. Therefore, Mo Jingyao never made an appointment with Chen Fan by phone.

"Yes." I don't know.

"You And the connection? " It was also at this time that she suddenly remembered yesterday, thinking only about her own escape from danger. She even forgot to ask Mo Jingyao how to find her.