Chapter 349

I can't think about how Mo Jingyao would punish himself.

It's no use thinking about it.

He has just seen everything that should be seen.

I have to say, ink less figure is really good.

Well, let him envy and hate.

No wonder so many women want to be less ink women.

If he is not a straight man of steel, he also wants to be a man of little ink.

After lighting a cigarette again, Lu Jiang swears that from now on, as long as Mo Jingyao doesn't call him, he will never open the back door to ask when Mo Jingyao left.

He doesn't have the guts.

The smoke enters the nose, which relieves the slight hand shaking.

Then, he started brain tonic. How many times did Mo Jingyao and Yu se do in the afternoon.

For such a long time, this is really too It's tough.

Yes, Mo Jingyao is really tough.

So it's normal to sit in the car like that at the moment.

After all, Mo Jingyao was also a man of flesh and blood, and it was necessary to expend his physical strength.

However, Lu Jiang was a little confused when he saw the metaphor coming back from the opposite side of the road.

Why does the figurative color look lively and lively, and there is nothing like it?

Is it because Mo Jingyao is always moving?

So, metaphor is nothing?

It seems that there is only one answer to choose from.

Besides, Bugatti is really a good car.

Two people in the car tossed about all afternoon, but the body outside the car, Leng is nothing to feel.

Even if the sound insulation of this car is good, you can feel the vibration of the body.

But he didn't feel any reaction.

Then it can only be attributed to the quality of the car.

Well, it must be. If he is given a chance in the future, he will find a woman to try it on the car.

Can just think of here, immediately shook his head, this is mo Shao's car, give him ten courage, he also dare not.

Otherwise, if Mo Shao knew that he had played with a woman in the car, he would not want the car.

Mo Jingyao's Puritanism was aimed at anyone except for metaphor.

He knows.

The metaphor stopped at the side of the road, waiting for the red light.

This meeting has explained the physiological problems, so she is not in a hurry.

She looked at the ditch car across the road. It was quiet.

Lu Jiang is still smoking in front of the car.

It's not easy to think of Lu Jiang waiting outside the car all afternoon.

Finally, the green light came, Yu se walked through the crosswalk, "Lujiang, get on the bus, I'm hungry, I want to eat Chen Ji."

"Good." Lu JIANGCHANG breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yu se tell him to drive.

Otherwise, he really did not dare to ask Mo Jingyao.

I still remember the moment when he opened the rear door, Mo Jingyao shot him in the eye and wanted to kill him.

He opened and closed the door with great care. He was afraid that the car would be shaken by Mo Jingyao. Then he thought of him and he would be finished.

Fortunately, as long as Yu se got on the car, even if Mo Jingyao remembered that he had seen him, he would not have any reaction in front of Yu se.

Metaphor is now his shield and Savior.

The metaphor opened the door and saw the man in the car at a glance.

He has always been a lonely and expensive man. At this time, he is lazily leaning on the back of his chair. When he hears the door open, his trousers are tidy, but his shirt is still open, revealing his beautiful mermaid line.

Yu color suddenly felt thirsty, first get on the car, then look out the window, "I want to eat Chen Ji."

"Good."

"Lu Jiang has been informed."

"Good." Mo Jingyao looks at the girl beside him deeply.

She must have no idea that her act of undoing his buttons and taking off his trousers has seriously provoked all his sensory desires.

He found that as long as it is with metaphor, he will be difficult to control his emotions.

His self-control was getting worse and worse, so bad that he would despise himself.

But it's all caused by metaphor.

However, he was not only not disgusted, on the contrary, he was happy.

I especially like the feeling of her little hand moving on him.

The first time I enjoy it, I love it.

Love.

Bugatti has started.

It's heading for Qimei No.1 middle school.

Because Chen Ji of Yu SE's going to dinner is Chen Ji of Qimei No.1 middle school.

The tail of the evening peak, although the traffic volume has been slightly less, but still a lot.The cars on the road are combined into a long moving dragon, rolling up and down to the distance. You can always see the head and tail of a dragon.

Seeing that he was about to arrive, he cast a glance at the man on his side and turned his lips, "Mo Jing Yao, are you addicted?" Is that why you want to get out of the car and go to dinner?

Although it is not uncommon for a man to walk on the road barehanded.

But if you change to Mo Jingyao, it's absolutely strange.

"You buckle it for me." Don't want to, always is the expensive high cold man, like is a big boy like, must metaphor color buckle for him.

"If you have hands and feet, you can buckle them."

"That's it. Don't you think it's sexy?"

"No, Mo Jingyao. If you go on like this, I promise you will be overcrowded wherever you go. When time comes, countless pairs of eyes will be fixed on you. You can eat, but I can't

"Oh, don't you want me to be peeped at by a woman?"

"Who cares if you will be peeped at by a woman? I just want to have a quiet dinner. I'm hungry." At the same time, the belly absolutely strives for strength, but also cooperates with a cry.

I'm really hungry.

She's still growing, so it's easy to get hungry.

"You buckle it for me." Mo Jingyao is a rogue.

"Eat yourself, then." Yu se is staring at the familiar street view outside the car. It's coming.

At the thought of Chen Ji's delicious food, my saliva would flow out.

I can't help it. She's not only a Yankong, but also a gourmet one.

"Kiss or button, you choose."

"Well, I don't choose any of them. I have no obligation to do this multiple-choice question." It's the metaphor that ignores the scoundrel.

Now the more you look at Mo Jingyao, the more rogue he is. What kind of group president is not like at all.

"What about this..." Mo Jingyao raised his hand and pressed something. She listened to the sound of the door beside him. She looked at the door of the car, "you Did you lock the door back? "

The car was running, so she didn't dare to test whether the door was locked.

However, he felt that Mo Jingyao must have locked the door.

So even if Lujiang stops, she can't get out of the car and eat Chen Ji's delicacies.

"Well, button up."

Yu se turns his head and looks at Mo Jingyao. At this time, the big man is like a big boy who wants candy, but his expression is not at all courteous.