"Oh." Mo Jue gently hooked one lip corner and sneered, squinting at the mosquito, "I'm not allowed to ha, but are you sure how much you can teach her at your level?"
He was really curious about how he could say such a thing with the confidence of mosquitoes, and he said it so righteously.
It seems that leaving the yarn here is the best choice for her.
The mosquito choked, choked on his chest, and his face turned red.
But Mo Jue had to take an inch. Looking at him like this, he snorted coldly: "a fool who can't even understand the rebellion, kidnapped a little girl morally. Mosquito, can you have more face?"
"You!"
The mosquito was so angry that he hammered his fist on the table in front of him. His eyes stared like a copper bell, "Mo Jue, don't go too far!"
He has endured this guy for a long time. If he didn't end up in front of so many people, he designated to rush up and have a hard fight with Mo Jue.
Mo Jue raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a sneer.
The look on that face is obvious. I'm like this. Do you have the ability to come and try?
Who dares?
No one dares.
Not only did they dare not, but they did not dare to let the two go on.
In case the mosquito's brain is short circuited, he should go up and do it
They don't want to see Mo Jue killing here.
Jiao Wuyi covered his lips with his hands, coughed heavily and winked hard at the people around Mo Jue.
Who else in this room can turn the tide at this time, he thought, can only let Qiaoqiao try.
The code was so obvious that he almost called Qiao Qiao's name in public.
All the people in the room followed, and their eyes fell on Qiaoqiao.
Qiaoqiao was already watching the drum in her heart. For fear that they would start to move, they received Jiao Wu's signal, pursed their lips, and secretly stretched out their hand to pull Mo Jue's little thumb.
"Brother mo."
She hardened her head, gathered around Mo Jue in the eyes of everyone, and whispered, "don't be so cruel."
Mo Jue couldn't help but say, is this cruel? He hasn't said anything more.
Just one side of his head, he bumped into Qiaoqiao's worried eyes. He paused. After all, he still breathed and held her finger with his backhand and said, "I see."
Later, Mo Jue thought that perhaps as early as the moment when Qiao Qiao's fingers hooked his hand, the strength of the stalemate between his heart and mosquitoes was virtually loose, and those more cruel words could not be said.
But at that time, everyone present saw it clearly.
The domineering Mo Jue was easily settled by Qiao Qiao with only one word
No one expected this, or they didn't dare to think about it at all.
In the past, Mo Jue was like a sharp blade with cold light and murderous spirit. It was always full of hard thorns. No matter where he went, he was angry all over.
Talilina is like another him. When two people are together, even if they hug with all their strength regardless of the pain, in the end, everyone is only with love and blood.
Like a bloody rose, beautiful and heroic.
But the coincidence in front of her is not a thorn. She is like a soft marshmallow, which melts Mo Jue's hostility with the most generous and gentle package.
She clearly has no power, even the weakest one in the presence, but she can make Mo Jue gentle with a word.
Even Jiao was stunned and looked at them on May Day, with unexpected light flashing from the bottom of his eyes.
At first, he just wanted Qiaoqiao to have a try. In fact, he was ready to pull down his face and beg Mo Jue, but he didn't expect Qiaoqiao to really persuade Mo Jue.
His eyes swept back and forth on Qiaoqiao and Mo Jue, and he couldn't help feeling that such a man was really pinched by Qiaoqiao in the end
Mo Jue didn't export the thorn again. After thinking about it, she just said calmly: "where to stay is Shazhi's own right. It's up to her to decide. None of us can intervene, but I want to make it clear first..."
He glanced at all the people present, finally stopped on the mosquito, looked at him firmly and said coldly: "if you really take her as your own, you shouldn't kidnap her to stay in this ghost place for your own selfish interests and morality. As long as you have eyes, you should see clearly. It's the best choice for Shazhi to stay in Xiangcheng!"
The mosquito frowned uncontrollably. Jiao Liuqi on one side, however, was about to say something and was stopped by Jiao Wuyi.
It's not that he really wants to stand in each other's position, but that Mo Jue's words are right, otherwise the mosquito can't suddenly silence and don't intend to speak again.
But what about the base?
This is always the root of yarn weaving. If she is always absent, even if the people in the base trust talilina again, they will have a negative word about the eldest lady.
The people in the room, except Mo Jue and Qiao Qiao, fell into looking at each other for a moment, and no one spoke again.
At this time, the originally closed door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
All the people turned their heads and saw Shazhi coming in with her face on her face. She glanced at the people in the room and said, "I'll stay."
In a word, it was loud.
Everyone was stunned. It was like seeing Mo Jue flameout just now.
She was still a small figure, followed by hamu.
Obviously, people are used to this scene, but they still find that their eldest lady's figure has become more straight and upright. Although their shoulders are still thin, they seem to be able to resist everything.
Hamu stood behind her with his hands in his arms and his face expressionless. He was still like a wood. He used to follow talilina wholeheartedly, but now he follows her daughter.
"The base is my home, and so is Xiangcheng. In the future, I will spend half my time here and half in Xiangcheng. I will neither delay my study nor delay the things on the side of the base. Is that ok?"
Shazhi's eyes swept around the crowd. Although she said questions, it was not too much to say it was an order.
Jiao Wu and others looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they all looked at mosquitoes.
It all depends on the mosquitoes whether it's a nod or a refusal.
After a moment of silence, the mosquito looked at Shazhi and finally nodded, "yes."
If Mo Jue is here, if he doesn't know the truth, let alone stay in the base half the time, it's possible to take it away completely by Shazhi.
What's more, when things reach extreme, he can see Shazhi's feelings for Hunan city.
Seeing him nodding, everyone's eyes turned to Mo Jue again.
Mo Jue is not as easy to deal with as mosquitoes. After yarn weaving, he always has a cold face and doesn't mean to compromise at all.
What he meant was more Jian Haixi's meaning. Shazhi understood this.
She sighed silently, walked up to Mo Jue, smiled and begged, "Uncle Mo Jue, sell face."
"Hiss." Don't roll your eyes.
From last night to today, I have used this trick.
Seeing him unmoved, Shazhi was not discouraged. She turned to Qiaoqiao and winked at her: "aunt Qiaoqiao ~"
Under the gaze of so many people, Qiaoqiao suddenly blushed and reached out to quietly poke Mo Jue's palm.
"Tut."
Feeling the gentle and slight commotion in the palm, Mo Jue snorted impatiently, pulled Qiaoqiao's hand to stand up and threw down a sentence: "go back and explain to her yourself."
With that, they held hands and walked away.
Looking at a pair of figures disappearing at the door of the conference room, Shazhi was slightly relieved and knew that Mo Jue had passed the pass.