"Well, it's Lu Jiang." Mo Jingyao knew that he could not hide it from Yu se.
"Wait a minute." But Yu se stands up.
"Well?" Mo Jingyao stopped and looked at the metaphor.
"Let's go and see someone off by ourselves. I'm going out for a walk." She wants to have an activity now, but she knows very well that in the apartment, let alone an activity, she just takes two steps at random, and Mo Jingyao doesn't allow her to do so, for fear that she will be tired.
"No, you haven't been well. You can't go out until you've been well for a few days."
"I want to eat." Yu Sedu's mouth opens the mode of coquetry.
She doesn't believe that she can't coax this man.
"You are weak." Mo Jingyao naturally refused directly and gave no leeway.
"Well, I'm weak. Can I not know myself? I didn't have a big problem. After a long sleep, I'm quite well. Then you cooked so many blood enriching dishes and soup. I'm not empty now. "
"But you still look a little pale and a little bad."
Yu se got up and ran to the bathroom, "I'll go and have a look."
"Little color..." Mo Jingyao got up and wanted to chase him.
But it's too late.
The little girl shot into the bathroom like an arrow. Looking at her back, she looked as if she was really good.
By the time he catches up, Yu se is standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror.
Seeing that he was behind her, the two of them reflected in the mirror one after the other, and the metaphor was suddenly stunned.
Why do you think it's so nice for two people to stand together like this.
It's very harmonious.
As if they were born to be together.
Her eyes were all on Mo Jingyao in the mirror, and two words flashed in her mind. One was Yushulinfeng, and the other was the description of the beauty she had marked for Mo Jingyao: love the country and love the city.
In the past, she could only see him, but now she saw two people together. Anyway, she was very satisfied and happy, so she liked to stand with him like this.
She looked at him stupidly and couldn't move her eyes.
Then the man in the mirror put out his long arm around her and leaned on him, "you see, his face is pale."
His sentence finally woke up the girl who was still a flower maniac. She rolled her eyes directly, "look carefully at me and you in the mirror. There is no difference between our skin color. If my face is pale, you can't escape. Your face is pale, too."
Mo Jingyao began to analyze and compare him and metaphor in the mirror.
Sure enough, as Yu se said, his and her face in the mirror are almost the same.
For a moment, he could not refute.
But I feel that the body of metaphor is still weak.
So, absolutely overbearing president of the way: "you are dazzled, clearly your face is pale." With that, he directly picked up Yu Se and walked out of the bathroom, not accepting her retort.
Metaphorical speechless stare at this overbearing man, found that this man is how not to agree to take her out for a walk, then said: "just go out for a walk, big deal, if I feel tired, you back me, or, you don't want to back me?"
When the metaphor is finished, he begins to wait for Mo Jingyao's reaction.
Fortunately, she will succeed, he directly agreed, "well, if you are not comfortable, you must let me back, let me hold."
"Mm-hmm, let's go to change clothes. I remember there were always people living there under the big banyan tree on the left side of the west gate of Nantah." At this point, Yu se suddenly struggles, and then this unexpected action makes her successfully break away from Mo Jingyao.
When Mo Jingyao wanted to ask her what she thought of, he heard Yu se say: "Lu Jiang is still outside the door."
People are still waiting outside the door, and they are actually in the bathroom.
I blush at the thought of this.
Although it's a bit too much to describe the picture in the bathroom,
she just thought it was just right.
"Well, I'll let him go." Mo Jingyao said and took out his mobile phone.
Yu se blinked, looked at Mo Jingyao's mobile phone, and then looked at the direction of the apartment door. "It's so close. Can't you just open the door and tell him?" Just one door away, he's wasting his phone bill.
Although this person is not bad for money, it's a bit too much.
Lu Jiang's people have arrived. It's too much for him not to invite Lu Jiang to come in and have a cup of tea. Now he doesn't even want to talk to Lu Jiang.
"Not good."
Metaphor:???
What's wrong with Lujiang?
Isn't it good to be on call?
What kind of person is good?Mo Jingyao, he went too far.
Seeing the disapproval in her eyes, Mo Jingyao coughed, "he's a light bulb."
"You tell him he's a light bulb?" Forgive her, Mo Jingyao. She doesn't agree with this logic. She opposes it.
As a result, Mr. Mo still believes that he is right, "the world of the two is very good, he changed the taste as soon as he appeared."
"When we went out for a walk, the people we met were not human?" Listen to Mo Jingyao's meaning, those people can be regarded as light bulbs, because they will come into their view by mistake.
"Count, count, but now it's not out yet?"
Yu se hit Mo Jingyao's chest with a fist, "boss, you are too overbearing."
"Just this time, I'll send him a message and you go change." Mo Jingyao pushes Yu se to the bedroom.
In fact, the truth is that he didn't want to take yuse out for a walk tonight, so he didn't call the property management to send someone to clean up the garbage bags outside the apartment.
He wanted to clean up the food after dinner.
However, if you don't clean up now, when Yu se changes his clothes and goes out with him, Li Ma will find several big garbage bags outside the door.
So, in order not to let Yu se find the big garbage bags, Mo Jingyao decides to order Lu Jiang not to come in and carry the food boxes. He doesn't need Lu Jiang to take them away. What he needs is Lu Jiang to take those garbage bags away and throw them away.
In a word, it can't be found by metaphor.
The reason why he didn't open the door and tell Lu Jiang directly was that he was worried that Yu se would follow him and overhear.
So it is the safest to send a silent message to Lu Jiang.
Yu se was pushed into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, chose a set of her own, then Mo Jingyao's, or a couple's money, happy to change into her own, do not have to go to military training, her small days now can be said to be beautiful to fly up, so cool.
She's quick and she's ready in a second.
Then he turned and looked at the door of the bedroom. He frowned slightly. Why hasn't Mo Jingyao come in yet?
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