Chapter 493

The black and windy Prince motorcycle has slender tassels hanging from the handlebars.

That's cool.

The metaphor can't move.

"Mo Jingyao, where are you going?" he said

"My girlfriend goes wherever she wants to go." It seems that the title of "girlfriend" is still full of freshness. Mo Jingyao has changed his nickname from "little color" to "girlfriend" from time to time.

"You said that." Yu se tugged at Mo Jingyao's sleeve.

"Well, I said, come on, go wherever you want." Holding Yu SE's hand back, Mo Jingyao pulls her to leave the "land of right and wrong" that seems to be discovered at any time.

If it is found out, two people will not be able to walk away, and they will not be able to live in a world of two, but a thousand people.

Yes, as long as it is found, metaphor can only be forced to stay in this hotel to give medical treatment today, which is definitely the real world of thousands of people.

Seeing that the man has been taken away by Mo Jingyao for two steps, the metaphor slightly twisted his eyebrows, "Mo Jingyao, do you want to go on foot? I'm so tired. "

"I hold you?" Mo Jingyao looks back and looks at the metaphor of the prince's motorcycle. It's funny.

"How far can you hold me? It's only ten meters and twenty meters at most. You can't hold me all day."

"Are you questioning my ability?" Mo Jingyao's face was black.

Yu se immediately tugged at the corner of his coat like a kitten, "no, no, Mr. Mo can hold him for a day if he wants to, but..."

"But what?" He was pleased to be coy and coy. Mo Jingyao's lips curled slightly and drew a radian like nothing.

"But I don't want you to get tired. Mo Jingyao, the people in Z District don't travel with two legs." Yu se continues to stare at the prince motorcycle in front of her eyes. She can't help it. The motorcycle is so handsome that she can't move her eyes.

She has never ridden a motorcycle, let alone such a windy motorcycle.

"I see. It's not convenient for me to go to the parking lot now. I ask Mo San to find a way to drive the SUV." Mo Jingyao said and took out his mobile phone.

"Mo Jingyao, you see, the local people are not driving."

"What is it?" Mo Jingyao's eyes were absolutely serious about the color. At the same time, the radian of the corners of his lips became larger and larger.

"As you know, people who travel here are all motorcyclists. It's convenient and fast, and there's absolutely no traffic jam." Yu se continued to stare at the motorcycle in front of her. As a result, the man beside her didn't even hear her.

As soon as she bit her teeth, she went on: "I know you have great powers. If you want to buy one for me, I'll pay for it." She still remembers the millions she won in her racing car, and there is still more than one million left. It is more than enough to buy a crown prince motorcycle.

This motorcycle is only a few hundred thousand at most. She can do it.

Anyway, she wants to be carefree today. She wants to ride a motorcycle. How cool.

Mo Jingyao smiles. Xiugu Yuchang's hand suddenly points to the motorcycle in front of him. "It seems that the motorcycle is not locked. It's OK to borrow it once." With that, he suddenly leaned over to pick up Yu Se and put her on the motorcycle. Then he took a long stride and sat in front of Yu se with his slender body. Then he started the prince motorcycle, which was watched by Yu se for a long time.

By the time the metaphor reacts, the motorcycle has already driven a few meters.

"Mo Jingyao, you are stealing. If you are..." The next second, Yu sedun stopped. Looking at the man's face, he suddenly realized, "Mo Jingyao, you are dead, dead, bad guy."

The pink fist hit Mo Jingyao's back like raindrops, but he continued to drive on the road as if he had no feeling.

It was not until he was tired that he said softly, "where are you going?"

Yu se reached out in anger and twisted his arm, "you hate it." Obviously, it was the motorcycle that he had prepared for her, but it still caught her appetite.

"If you hate me, you can get out of the car."

"Beautiful to think." She hasn't had enough. In Z District in August, the rising sun is shining on her body, and Mo Jingyao is riding slowly. Therefore, it's really a pleasure to sit on a motorcycle without wind.

Just in front of the fork in the road, Mo Jingyao had to ask again, "where to go?" Absolutely say what you say. Your girlfriend is in charge.

Yu se bit his lip and swept Mo Jingyao up and down, "shopping..."

“……” Mo Jingyao, who was about to turn right to mufengcuo, heard the word "shopping" and had to go straight on to the most prosperous commercial street in the county.

All the way, the girl's braid was blown before and after the wind, from time to time hit Mo Jingyao's face, with crisp itching, more comfortable.

The tassels on the handlebar float with the wind, which makes the metaphor of riding on the motorcycle have a feeling of flying.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, not far from the snow mountain, the top of the mountain is snow-white, and the mountain is green, which is absolutely a beautiful scenery that cannot be described in words.Yes, in this Z area, there are scenery everywhere.

A turn, a look back, can let you linger.

To take back the sight is the Z district with national characteristics. Many buildings attract the metaphor only to feel that the eyes are not enough.

The folk style here attracts simile, and the two people on the motorcycle attract people in Z district. However, people can not help looking at the direction of the two people.

The handsome men, the female's delicate, handsome and beautiful combination, has always been the most attractive.

"Mo Jing Yao, you are not allowed to look there." Yu se found a girl is looking at Mo Jing Yao with a little annoyance.

"Where is it not allowed to look?" It is only through the straight looking at the arc of the lip angle of Mo Jingyao before the motorcycle that it expands and expands again and again in this day.

the metaphor shows that Mo Jingyao is not looking at the direction of the girl at all.

Well, he's been riding a motorcycle, focusing on the front of the car, not the passers-by on both sides.

It is very gratifying to see such a Mo Jing Yao.

He doesn't look. She can look at it.

There are also handsome guys in zone Z.

There is a tall man and a dark face in front of the slope. However, it is not the young man who first attracts the metaphor to look at that direction, but the shop behind the young man.

It's the biggest clothing store ever.

At one glance, there was a wide range of eyes.

"Mo Jing Yao, stop."

The black Prince a beautiful turn, park, then unrestrained and easy to stop in front of the clothing store.

Z-clothes, men's, women's, suitable for young people, suitable for the elderly, in short, what grade and age group of people can find their own clothes here.

"Want to buy clothes in small colors?" Mo Jingyao looked at the rows of clothes in it, and he was slightly shocked.