Chapter 707

However, the next second, the metaphor was stunned.

The man leaning on the tree trunk is not Mo Jingyao at all.

But a strange boy she never knew.

In addition to his height similar to Mo Jingyao, he has no place similar to Mo Jingyao.

"Well, who are you? What do you call a man for? Are you trying to hook up with my man The beautiful girl looked at the metaphor with hostility on her face.

Yu se would like to find a place to drill in. She stepped back a step and then said in a small voice, "I'm sorry, I recognize I've got the wrong person. "

"If I believe in the wrong person, I'll be a fool if I believe this kind of nonsense. You are obviously in love with my man. If you dare to hook up with my man again, believe it or not, I will find a few men to let you have a man's addiction, and you will never stare at my man again." Girls are aggressive to metaphor, a pair of warning figurative appearance.

"You He He's not handsome. I'm not interested Yu se bit his lip and roared in the past.

Height is an advantage. In terms of appearance, it's not suitable to lift shoes for Mo Jingyao. It's too bad.

Not ugly at best, but absolutely not handsome.

"You dare say I'm not handsome? If he is more handsome than my man, I'll take you. Otherwise, you are trying to hook up with my man But the girl didn't stick to it.

"What if her man is more handsome than your man?" Shu Er, a man's voice came from Yu SE's back carelessly, and then a hand was lightly put on her waist. A familiar and confusing masculine breath was written into Yu SE's nose. She turned her head in a daze, facing the beautiful face of Mo Jingyao that made her recognize it as a fallen city all the time.

Mo Jingyao's face absolutely kills the boy in front of him.

Second kill to explosion.

"No way." The girl said without thinking about it. Then she looked up and saw Mo Jingyao, who was holding the metaphor waist, "you You're not her man, are you? " Good looking, too good-looking, more handsome than her man, suddenly she panicked.

"Small color, tell her who I am." Mo Jingyao reached out and touched the head of the metaphor and said in a low, dumb voice.

Figurative color think of her commitment to Ling Che, before her senior year, she was a person who would not make a boyfriend, "friend."

She said "friend", and the girl was proud, "cut, it's just a friend. Compared with his man, a friend is a thousand miles away. Therefore, he is not handsome."

"Small color, tell the truth." Mo Jingyao's face sank, and his eyes shot coldly at the woman in front of him.

The woman's figure was shaking, a little confused. Isn't the script written like this? Why does the man in front of her look at her as if she is going to tear her apart. She reaches out and pulls her "own man." she wants him to open his mouth and say something to remind the handsome man in front of her that she can act as he says.

But her "man" than she was more flustered, "OK, don't look for trouble, or, believe it or not, I will directly dump you."

"Her man" said this, the woman immediately did not dare to be arrogant, along with the man's words quickly whispered jiaochen way: "you dare."

The man took her to his arms and pointed to the hotel across the road and said, "I've opened my room for a week. I'm going to make sure it's more comfortable than sleeping in the dormitory."

The two men said, and they left in a panic.

There is not a bit left of the previous arrogance that has disappeared.

The metaphor looks at that direction, thinking some fragments.

Mo Jingyao reached out his hand and touched his face. "After watching for so long, do you like that hotel? Why don't we go? It's more comfortable than sleeping in a dorm. "

"Boom" for a while, metaphor color suddenly sober up, "Mo Jing Yao, you get out of here."

"Ha ha." Mo Jingyao took the figurative waist and suddenly started to move. He took her to the side of the school gate.

He was so big that he almost dragged the metaphor.

In a twinkling of an eye, a dozen steps have been taken.

Also out of the north gate of Nantah.

The four fields are quiet.

Only the neon in the distance and near is flashing in the eyes.

The quiet, let the metaphor finally found out that it was wrong.

Then when I look up, the direction I see seems to be familiar.

She stares at that direction for a long time, and finally responds with hindsight, "where is the apartment you sent me?"

She had been to the community yesterday. When she went there, she was still asleep. When she left, she was wholeheartedly thinking of asking Mo Jingyao to tell her why he refused to be engaged to her. Therefore, she did not really pay attention to the high-end community.

This meeting son looks far in the past, only then discovered that the residential area building shape is very beautiful, at the moment, each building is decorated with rows of color light bulbs, flickering like a group of animation, beautiful as if in the description of fairy tales, so beautiful.

"Well, you're smart." Mo Jingyao shaved her face again."You don't have to calculate. I'm smart, hum."

"Well, Xiaose is the smartest and the best in the world." Mo Jing Yao looked at the girl's unconvinced appearance and said with a smile.

"Mo Jingyao, this is irony."

Mo Jingyao suddenly stopped, pulled Yu se to stand firm, then picked up her small face and stood outside the wall of NANDA. His eyes were warm and looked at Yu SE's small face. "It's not irony. It's serious. It's true. It's more true than real gold."

He was so serious that Yu se was a little embarrassed. "You, you let me go, I'll go out and eat, and I'll go back soon. Otherwise, An'an and Yan Yan will worry about me."

"No

"Yes."

"Not really."

"Really."

"Ann knows you're not going back to your dorm tonight." Mo Jingyao said helplessly.

"I didn't know I would not go back to my dorm tonight, she How did she know that? " The metaphor asked directly.

Then, after asking, she blushed, "are you talking nonsense to her? I don't agree that you don't go back to the dormitory tonight. Mo Jingyao, I'm still angry. "

Doodle up a small mouth, the feeling of Du God, he left early in the morning, she is angry to think about it now.

"If you get up early, I'm afraid you'll beat me. I can't beat you." As a result, I listened to the man talking to her in such a gesture of forgiveness.

It was as if she were a night fork.

"I am so fierce?"

"It's mainly because I have a guilty heart. I can't fight you back because I can't scold you." Mo Jingyao's face is not red and his heart is not jumping. He has a belief in his mind that he will not go back to the dormitory of Nanjing University tonight.

"Puff, chuckle and spray," Mo Jingyao, you drank honey tonight, didn't you? "