Chapter 635

Bugatti was driving on the road. She was sitting in the passenger's seat. She looked through the rearview mirror at her Porsche 911 behind her.

But now Lujiang is driving for her.

She really wants to open it by herself, but Mo Jingyao just doesn't agree.

She is still upset now, and she wants to pinch Mo Jingyao.

Well, when she got out of the car, she pinched him.

Now don't pinch, just don't want to crash.

Because, she's in the car, too.

Hand wringing the corner of her clothes, as if pinching the feeling of Mo Jingyao, she felt a little more comfortable.

The mid level villa will be here soon.

When the car drove into the villa area, she suddenly realized that she had left for more than half a month.

"Mo Jingyao, I want to have dinner with my godfather and mother in the evening." Seeing that he was about to arrive, Yu se informed Mo Jingyao in advance.

"Tomorrow morning at 888."

And 888, naturally, is mo Jingyao's home.

The man did not suffer at all. "What about the night? I want to live with Godfather and godmother. " She didn't want to live with him. As soon as she went into his villa, she could recall the scene when she was targeted by the Mohist family when she first went there. Fortunately, she stood up and did not suffer a loss.

It's better to be a godfather or a godmother. Just live without thinking about seven or eight.

Don't worry about being calculated.

"No Mo Jingyao refused directly. It is necessary to where he is and where she is.

"Well, I don't like living in your villa. What's more, why do you decide where I live? We haven't married two or three, and I'm free now. You can't control it. I'll live in my godfather's and mother's house." It's useless for him to refuse. She just won't listen.

If you don't listen, you don't listen.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage. When Yu se thought that Mo Jingyao was acquiescing her to live in Jin Chengguo and sumuxi's home, he heard Mo Jingyao say in a warm voice: "it's better for me to go there at night, so as not to be tired of running around."

"Bang" for a moment, metaphorical color only felt the brain blood gushing up, a finger was killed on Mo Jingyao's forehead, "you sneak into the houses in the middle of the night, absolutely bad education."

"Well, the bad education you have done is more fierce than this, and I don't see your reaction so much."

Yu color was confused for a moment, and then his face was red, and his liver color was as red as a pig. "Mo Jingyao, you wait. I will react to you as much as I want."

"I take it back." Knowing how serious the consequences of Yu SE's words were, Mo Jingyao immediately said that he would take back his words, otherwise, the little woman would have cut off his appearance.

What's more, it is likely that he will not be given welfare any more in the future, and this consequence is the most serious.

It's quite serious.

"It's late."

"What do you say? It is said that men and women quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Why don't you try it at night Mo Jingyao became more and more addicted. He suddenly found it interesting to quarrel with Yu se. This is the right way to get along with friends.

It turned out that this was the way to flirt. He finally got the idea.

"Mo Jingyao, stop." The metaphor is angry.

"Well, it'll stop in a minute." I've already entered the villa area in the middle of the mountain.

After a while, he will arrive at 888, his own home, and it will stop soon. So, he is right.

"Stop now."

Mo Jingyao raised the speed, and in a flash passed 888 and stopped in front of the villa of the old lady 806.

This morning, the people we want to see are all surprise attacks. We want to surprise them.

Get out of the car, open the trunk, take down the gift to the old lady, both hands are full.

As the old lady gets older, she gives some Tibetan medicine and presents with Tibetan characteristics.

"I'll bring it up." Seeing how much she mentioned, Mo Jingyao offered to help her.

"No, I did. I did it myself." He said it as if he had given it.

The effect is a few grades worse.

She likes the old lady as if she were her own grandmother. So, naturally, she wants to coax the old lady to be happy. In that way, the old lady is happy and she is happy, killing two birds with one stone.

"Good." Mo Jingyao laughingly follows the figure's side, slightly pulling the bag of her gift box with one hand to help her share some weight.

In a word, I can't bear to be tired to the little woman.

When he started his small movements, he heard the old lady's voice coming from the door, "is it Xiaose coming? Jingyao, you've missed your shift. "

Yu se thought about it. The old lady said it was really good. Mo Jingyao did skip work to accompany her back. Seeing that he was to accompany her, she immediately quickened her pace and rushed directly to the old lady. "Grandma, Xiaose missed you. Let me have a look at you. You look so good and your body is much stronger, so good."The old lady was regarded as a compliment by others, but the old lady was full of joy when she said these words in metaphors, because she knew medicine. She would know her physical condition only by looking at her.

So Yu se said that naturally proved that she had taken the prescription prescribed by Yu se recently, and her body was really good.

What's more, the speech of metaphor directly shifted the topic of Mo Jing Yao's skipping class that the old lady was staring at.

"Smelly girl, just count your sweet mouth."

"Grandma, I'm not a sweet mouth, but to tell the truth, grandma can live another 100 years."

"Isn't that an old goblin, hahaha." The old lady burst into laughter.

Yu se handed the gift box to the servant at one side, and then pushed the old lady into the villa. Everything was the same as before she left. All the old and the young entered the villa and continued to talk and smile. Those who were close didn't want it.

In the eyes of the servants, it seems that Yu se is the old lady's granddaughter. As for Mo Jingyao, he is the attendant of the metaphor. The old lady only glanced at him and then stopped looking at him.

Mo Jingyao, with a face of grievance, sits beside Yu se, and then gets closer and closer. This can be more or less distributed to the old lady's eyes. It is still the residual light on Yu SE's body, which is as poor as it is.

Yes, poor Mo Shao was ignored by his own grandmother, and the reason is still a little girl who has no blood relationship with Mohism.

Tea came, Mo Jing Yao took up the metaphor of the cup and handed it to her, "said for a long time, run throat." He felt that if he didn't open his mouth and brush down the sense of existence, all the old and the young would regard him as nonexistent.

"Jingyao, you've got a little color and forgot about me. Why don't you bring me tea?" The old lady suddenly opened her mouth and didn't want to be jealous.

Mo Jingyao couldn't laugh or cry, "do you still know I'm your grandson?"