Chapter 667

The metaphor was stunned.

What's the fate of marriage?

In fact, Mo Jingyao was serious.

"Girl, do you have any problems? Tell me, I'll take care of it for you. " On one side, Mo Mingzhen watched Yu se talk with OTA in a low voice. Then he looked sad and sad and worried.

The matter of metaphor is his business, which is related to all things of metaphor. He must not stand idly by.

Yu se turned her head to see Mo Mingzhen, and found that all the dishes were beginning to serve. However, she only cared about talking to nurse ODA about her worries. She always had to worry about the existence of other people at this table. So she forced out a smile and said, "doctor Mo, I'm ok."

Yang An'an said that Mo Jingyao might have difficulties in saying something about her and Mo Jingyao. Now nurse Xiaotian also said so, so she had to seriously consider it.

Otherwise, one person said it was accidental, two people said it was absolutely not accidental.

"If there is something you can't handle yourself, no matter what it is, tell me, I'll help you with it. In T City, even if I can't handle it, I can find someone to help you."

"Well, thank you." Metaphorical color gratified nod, there is mo Mingzhen this sentence, she is worth anything, are not afraid.

It's just that she doesn't want to let more people know about her affair with Mo Jingyao. One Yang An'an is enough.

"Younger martial sister, if you have anything you can tell us two, as long as you can help, I will help you." Over there, Xiao Jingtao also opened his mouth.

"Well, and me." Li Xu also agreed, he is now a student of Mo Mingzhen, so Mo Mingzhen's business is his business.

When Xiao Jingtao called her younger martial sister, she didn't care. She was called by young people at will. Anyway, Xiao Jingtao and Li Xu were her predecessors in the medical field. After taking the bottle, she poured herself a glass of wine and filled it with Mo Mingzhen. Then she stood up and bypassed Mo Mingzhen to give Xiao Jingtao, Li Xu and other people All of them were full one by one, and then they returned to their positions and toasted the people at this table. "Come on, thank you for meeting and working with me. I'll come back to work with you again."

She finished, and she did it herself.

Other people naturally agreed, they all said two sentences with emotion, and then they did.

Mo Ming really moved patted figurative shoulder, "girl is a sensitive person, well, I won't say much about other words, everything is in the wine." With that, he was bored.

Then, just as he was about to consult the metaphor, people at other tables began to toast.

The big guy was chatting while eating, which was very lively.

Even some people started to sing with everyone. Unity is strength. After drinking a little wine and being happy, everyone sang very loud, and the metaphor also sang along with them. Then the cup of coconut milk had already been consumed, and it changed from coconut milk to wine.

Red wine, white wine and beer, but she poured out all the wine on the table.

It's not good.

She never understood the drunkards, why they liked to drink such a bad liquid.

But it's hard to drink tonight, and she'll drink it too.

Just want to get drunk to get rid of a thousand worries.

But no matter how to drink, the thousand worries can not be solved.

It's no use persuading him.

However, Mo Mingzhen had no time to take care of Yu se because of the large number of people who offered him wine.

As a result, a careless, metaphorical color drink too much, rushed into the bathroom and began to vomit.

Mo Mingzhen quickly let Xiaotian take care of Yu se.

If he was not a man, he would definitely go in and take care of himself.

"Teacher, are you lovelorn?" Xiao Jingtao looked from afar. He was worried about metaphor. Now he is a junior sister in his heart. He should also care about Mo Mingzhen's face.

"I think she's lost, but I don't know if she's ever had a boyfriend." Li Xu is also worried.

Mo Ming really rubbed her eyebrows, "must be the surname Mo bullying her, I'll call now to ask."

Xiao Jingtao also remembered, "was it the man we met in the airport that day to protect her side? Li Xu, do you remember? "

"It seems that his surname is mo. younger martial sister called him, but I didn't pay much attention to it at that time, and I can't remember clearly."

Hearing two people mention the surname Mo, Mo Mingzhen is more and more convinced that it must be mo Jingyao who made Yu se sad.

Although he was a bit of a counsellor when he mentioned Mo Jingyao, he thought that Yu se was his little ancestor. Even if his clinics in T city were all blocked by Mo Jingyao, he also wanted to start for Yu se. Thinking of this, his mobile phone had already been dialed out.

There was a sound over there. Mo Jingyao picked it up. It was quite fast. "Good evening, doctor mo."

Mo Jingyao said hello politely. His voice was as cold as ever. He couldn't hear the emotions.

Mo Ming really frowned, "little color is in a bad mood, are you making her unhappy?" Love who and who, anyway, he just wants to show off for metaphor.He also wanted to find Mo Jingyao's theory for metaphor.

There was a silence on the other side of the mobile phone. When Mo Mingzhen's heart, liver and lungs were trembling, they were worried that Mo Jingyao would not be able to use the metaphor. When Mo Jingyao roared over, he listened to Mo Jingyao asking, "what's wrong with her?"

Hearing Mo Jingyao's voice is still steady, not a question of his own tone, Mo Mingzhen slightly relieved. It seems that Mo Jingyao still cares about color, so it's easy to do, "she drinks too much and vomits badly."

"Too much? Why don't you persuade her to drink less when she's with you This time, Mo Jingyao's voice was a little angry.

However, it has been speculated that Mo Jingyao is really concerned about Mo Mingzhen, who is a metaphor of color. But he doesn't want to talk about it at all. He directly connects back, "is Xiaose the person I can manage? I can only coax and persuade her, but she doesn't listen. She has been drinking wine all the time. She doesn't eat the dishes made by the public chopsticks. She doesn't drink any less white or red beer. This is a heart disease. If it's you, Mo Jingyao, you have to be responsible for curing her heart disease. "

Mo Jingyao was silent again.

Yu Sala blackened his wechat, but he added it back. She continued to blackmail his wechat, which has been back and forth several times.

He didn't add her wechat at this meeting. He just wanted to wait for her to get a little angry and then add her.

I didn't think she was drunk.

It's not good for color.

Drink a little and get drunk.

It must be hard to think of her vomiting.

Mo Mingzhen waited for a while. He didn't respond, and immediately became angry. "Mo Jingyao, Yu se is my ancestor of Mo Mingzhen. I tell you, if you bully her, I will fight with you directly."

Then, before the end of his voice falls, there is only "didi Di Di" in the mobile phone.