Chapter 585

He took it. He didn't think about his body.

But his family ink less, as long as it is a metaphor color, it is not less ink.

It seems that he has nothing to do with killing decisively and devising strategies.

After all, it is not good for him to lose his life.

However, knowing that this is not good, Mo Jingyao still doesn't have a long brain. Mo Yi feels that he is about to die.

But Mo Shao himself is willing, his opposition is also invalid.

She pursed her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "OK."

Who can tell him that he has other options besides consent?

He's really going to be crazy, ahhh.

"OK, don't look like a little daughter-in-law. Be careful not to find a daughter-in-law." Yu se laughingly looks at Mo Yi, and doesn't feel how contradictory the little daughter-in-law can't find her.

Mo immediately straightened his back, absolutely a man's appearance, "I am a man."

"Poof..." Yu se smiles directly. The ink is a little cute. Well, just after inspecting Mo Jingyao's body, she relaxed because she used the nine meridians and eight meridians method for more than eight hours. At this moment, Mo Jingyao's body is much better.

That means at least it can be moved out of this gloomy basement.

It's natural to go out and eat.

There's no reason to eat here.

How much you eat here affects your appetite.

As soon as the ink appeared, she didn't intend not to eat, she just wanted to go out to eat.

However, the more Yu se smiles, the more red Mo Yi's face is. At the same time, he also frowns. After a long time, he carefully asks, "Miss Yu, if you don't want Mo to eat less, then you don't want to eat. What about you?"

He doesn't believe that metaphor is not hungry. After all, Yu se hasn't eaten food all day, and iron beating people will be hungry.

As long as you eat it, you are sorry not to let Mo Jingyao eat it.

As soon as Mo finished asking, he waited for the answer of metaphor seriously.

After hearing what he said, Yu se frowned a little, and then asked in a deep voice, "when will I not let Jingyao eat?"

Mo Yi: "is it..."

Mo a careful aftertaste, he said this really is not wrong ah, metaphor just really does not let him send down the meal.

Don't want to, Mo one this hesitation, Mo Jing Yao is not happy, directly low roar in the past, "Mo one, small color ask you words, dumb?"

This roar, I have to say, I have enough confidence.

He felt that Mo Jingyao was not very hungry. He seemed to have a good spirit and physical strength. He didn't seem to have been operated on until today.

However, these are just a moment of mind hundred turn, Mo a very strong desire to survive quickly responded to figurative color, "you did not let things down, that is not to let ink eat less? Mo Shao is injured and his spleen is injured. If he is not allowed to eat Dong... "

With that, Mo Yi carefully looks at Mo Jingyao. He is really afraid of saying a wrong word. He offends Yu se. Mo Jingyao can't pass the test, but he doesn't want to lie. He just tells the truth. He's right.

When Yu se heard this, he knew that Mo Yi had misunderstood him. He said with a low smile, "yes, I don't want you to send the food down. It's too cold and humid in the basement, so I have no appetite for eating. Besides, Jingyao's body is recovering well. Since he can move him freely, why should we eat here? Isn't it delicious to go out to the restaurant? "

"Mo Shao can go up there?" Mo Yi is surprised. If this is another person, he may not believe it, but if it is metaphorical, he believes it.

"Yes, I'll lift him up carefully in a moment, which is also a disguised activity for him. Otherwise, he may not be able to eat immediately when he goes up."

"Well, you still don't want to..." Mo Yi was originally happy, but listen to the words of metaphor, listen to, as if there are changes, he suddenly panic.

As a result, he was interrupted before he could finish.

The interruption is not metaphor, but Mo Jingyao, "Mo Yi, as soon as things are over here, you will go to Africa after you go back."

“……” Ink a direct tears in the eye, now feel that metaphor is his ancestor, this is to listen to, do not listen to also have to listen, he is too difficult.

But I never thought, at this time, Yu se actually opened his mouth for him, "Mo Jingyao, Mo Yi just contradicted me for you, haven't you heard of loyal words? I think he's right. Naturally, he has to ask questions. So, why should you send him to Africa? "

The language speed of metaphor is very fast, and then he says it like a bean, and then stares at Mo Jingyao with a serious look.

Mo Jingyao sipped his dry lips and immediately changed his mouth: "that line, that ink doesn't have to go to Africa, so it's the head office?"

Mo Yi was very grateful for the metaphor, but he still looked at Mo Jingyao with an unbelievable look on his face. Mo Jingyao was trying to please Yu se. Once again, he didn't have to be strict.However, Mo Yi's mood is happy, after all, there is no need to go to Africa.

The place where the birds don't POOP is remote. The most important thing is that it's luxurious to take a bath there. Therefore, as he has to take a bath at least once a day, his days away from Africa are generally good days in heaven.

"Thank you, Mo Shao." Mo immediately dogleg Road, anyway, do not have to go to Africa.

He felt like he was walking through the hell at the moment. He was too hard.

However, although Yu se speaks for him, he still doubts the motive of Yu SE's words. Therefore, he looks at Yu se coldly and doubtfully.

Yu se is satisfied with Mo Jingyao, and then smiles at Shangmo Yi's questioning eyes. "Mo Yi, Jing Yao's surgery needs to exhaust gas. If you don't, you can't eat anything. This is common sense. If you don't believe it, you can check it online."

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and scratched his head, "Miss Yu, this It's really common sense. I'm wrong. It's not thoughtful enough. "

Seeing Mo Yi's helpless appearance, the metaphor was somewhat embarrassed. "You're not a doctor. You can't think of this one. Please get Mo Er down and carry Jingyao up together. The air in the basement is not good, so it's better to heal wounds on it."

"Mo Er, get down quickly." Mo one after listening to the color metaphor instructions, immediately began to implement.

This is all for Mo Jingyao's good. If he doesn't know what's good or bad, he will be in arrears of IQ.

But at this time, the steps came to the sound of footsteps, Mo a face a heavy, nervous way: "who?"

Obviously it's not Mo Er's footsteps. He's nervous.