Mu Rao originally asked Wei Ning for leave. He was the No.1 man in the film. He had many parts. After the auction, he would immediately dare to go to the production team and take time to shoot.
However, Mu Rao or very dutiful will ginger foam back home.
The night wind is cool, and there are several night running figures in the community.
In the high-rise residential buildings, most of the windows are lighted, and the bright lights are warm in the night.
Under the streetlights, the branches and leaves of the thick trees whirl, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
Jiang Mo and Mu Rao stood under the street lamp, the breeze blowing, blowing their hair.
Mu Rao didn't care about some messy hair. With his trouser pockets in his hands, he looked more serious than before. "I don't think mojingtian is suitable for you."
Ginger Mo eyebrow tip tiny pick, do not care, "but is to see a side, even did not say a word, this kind of judgment is where to come from?"
Muruo thought for a long time, and then spit out two words, "intuition."
"Poof --" Jiang Mo laughed and joked in his hoarse voice, "I only heard that women's sixth sense is particularly sensitive. I've never heard that men have this function, or..."
Jiang Mo stepped back two steps, from head to foot, carefully looked at Mu Rao, touched his chin with one hand, and thought deeply.
Mu Rao pulled the suit, showing his signature Sao Bao smile, "how? It's only now that I find your brother's beauty? "
Jiang Mo shook his head, "I have been thinking, for such a long time, whether I have ignored your gender, after all, you have the same sixth sense as a woman."
Mu Rao's smile chapped, "you cow!"
Turning around, opening the door, getting on the bus, the action is consistent and strong, which is inseparable from Jiang Mo's training for a long time, which can be traced back to seven years ago.
Jiang Mo, holding back his smile, went to the window and said, "I know what you mean. The relationship between me and Mo Jingtian is somewhat complicated. It is different from ordinary couples. When the opportunity is ripe, I will explain it to you."
Mu around tight frown between the eyebrows this just loosen, "you have spectrum in your heart line, don't forget, there are difficulties, find Mu Ge."
After leaving a very bold and unconstrained word, Murao drove away.
The car disappeared in the bright streetlights, and gradually mixed with the night. After seeing nothing, Jiang Mo tightened his coat and turned to enter the building.
Who knows, before stepping out, I saw a tall and slender man standing in the shadow in front of the building. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked out of the black, and his facial features gradually became clear.
The bright street lamp cast on his face, the deep outline, half bright, half covered by shadow.
Jiang Mo was a little guilty, "how can you come back so fast?"
Mo Jingtian just frowns and doesn't open his mouth.
A gust of night wind blew, and Jiang froze her tight jacket. She stepped forward and said, "how long have you been here?"
Mo Jingtian is still silent, but she will be wearing the blue suit coat down, put his suit on her body, a deep voice, "advanced house."
Jiang Mo looked at the suit that he casually put on his shoulder. His brain couldn't turn around. Is this angry?
However, what she and Murao said are the facts. The marriage between them is really different from the ordinary marriage. Where can a normal person get the certificate after meeting three times?
Or is he angry at Murao's evaluation of him?
The lamp in the living room is turned on, Jiang Mo stealthily takes a glance at Mo Jingtian. It's hard to speculate on his mind's Thoughts on his cold face.
She changed her slippers and dada followed him, explaining, "don't mind what Mu Ge said. He was joking! Mugo's character is just like that. His agent's hair is gray when the waves are over. "
Mo Jingtian pick eyebrows, resist the impulse of grinding teeth, "Mu Ge?"
Jiang Mo nodded, "I, he and Wei Ning, all graduated from a school, he is a senior."
Very good, not only called brother, but also senior!
In places like university, it's easy for senior students to have some ambiguous feelings.
Mo Jingtian felt that his heart was sour inside and outside!
Jiang Mo's heart is more uneasy, ink Jingtian stretched a face not to speak, the whole body exudes cold air, is really too terrible.
She asked cautiously, "Mu GE has been very busy recently. When he has time, shall we have a meal together? Although he already knows our relationship, it is better to introduce it formally. "
Deep Phoenix eyes meet her exploratory eyes, Mo Jingtian voice slightly deep, "he tried to destroy my family, why do I have to pay him to eat."
Jiang Mo almost choked by saliva. Can this person not be so naive! Do you remember you were the boss of a company?
"Mugo is just worried about me. He has no bad thoughts." Jiang Mo helplessly explained.
"You still call him brother!" The tone is very sad.
Jiang Mo has no words to look at the sky, Murao is bigger than her!"After that, I called him brother."
"You're wearing a couple's clothes with him."
Jiang Mo looked down at her dress and said nothing.
"We're not even dressed up yet." The tone is more melancholy.
"Wear it, and I'll wear whatever you buy later." Jiang Mo took out all the patience to coax people.
"You give him a companion." Mo Jingtian continues to sue.
After all, Jiang Mo's patience was exhausted, and her temper suddenly ran up, "Mo Jingtian! Are you finished? Don't you ask Qin yuan to be her companion? We are half a dozen, I haven't said anything yet
The voice of slight dumb is angry and angry, even if it is raised, the momentum is still very weak.
"When you see me at a party with other women, you don't even ask. You don't care about me." Mo Jingtian's tone became more subdued.
Jiang Mo:.... "
Recently, Jiang Mo, who is no longer restrained, is also the rise of miso, and a pig pillow with meat whistling on his back hand directly hits Mo Jingtian's head.
"Why don't you talk about cross talk? What kind of company to open a company In the living room, all the pillows on the sofa have become the weapons of ginger foam attack. They are not soft.
The smile on Mo Jingtian's face is getting stronger and stronger. Jiang Mo's hand is accurate, and his dodge action is flexible. Two people throw one person and another one pick him up. I don't know that he thinks he is playing a game.
Seeing the frequent attacks, Jiang Mo was in a rage. Looking at the last Ali pillow at the other end of the sofa, he strode eagerly. He forgot that he was still wearing a tight evening dress. As soon as he stepped out of the room, he was mixed with clothes and lost his balance. The whole person fell forward.
Mo Jingtian rushes forward a few steps, grabs her arm, encircles her slender waist, and protects people in his arms. They both fall on the sofa, avoiding the intimate contact with the solid wood tea table.
Jiang Mo startled you, hands subconsciously clenched Mo Jingtian's clothes. If she really fell on the tea table, a piece of blue and purple would not run away.
Mo Jingtian is also frightened by the sudden change. Looking at the panic on Jiang Mo's face, he regrets that he should not make trouble with her intentionally.