Chapter 754

Mo Jingyao directly in her cerebellar pouch on the play a brain crack, "is a two-hour event."

What happened in two hours

Yu se thinks seriously. In two hours, she really can't think of anything to celebrate except saving Li Lan.

She simply stopped, turned around, looked up at the man in front of her, "Mo Jingyao, just tell me, hurry up, be good."

Listening to her voice of coaxing children, Mo Jingyao laughs, and then suddenly bends over. Junyan gets close to yuse's side face and falls directly on her ear tip.

Yu se listened to the man's low and dumb way: "become a regular."

"What became a regular?" Yu se is still a fog. She can't understand it. She really can't understand what Mo Jingyao said.

As a result, she just asked, before meeting the man's face began to turn red.

Yes, it turns red with the naked eye.

Even in the dark, you can clearly see Mo Jingyao's face slightly red.

As if dyed Rouge in general.

This is clearly the only thing that should happen to a girl's face. Now it's happening to a man's face.

The metaphor is slightly stunned.

Muddled looking at this man, the brain is in the rapid rotation, eardrum is all his three words.

I've become a regular.

I've become a regular.

I've become a regular.

Then she began to analyze it literally.

Then, Yu se finally reacts later and becomes a regular. It really happened within two hours.

Then she opened her eyes wide, and her small face turned from white to light red, then to slightly red, and then to more and more red, just like Mo Jingyao had just done

The burning on his face was severe, and he lowered his cerebellar pouch in embarrassment, "that That... "

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

She just casually told Li Lan that Mo Jingyao was her boyfriend. She really just said it casually. Unexpectedly, this man even held a grand fireworks celebration just for the sake of being a boyfriend

What's more, the time of the fireworks just now was not long before she admitted that he was her boyfriend.

He actually arranged such a big fireworks feast in about half an hour.

The so-called celebration is to celebrate that she admitted that he was her boyfriend and that he became a regular.

She didn't expect that her three words made him so happy, and the man was too easy to be satisfied.

As a result, just droop down the small head instantly raised, "boyfriend, you carry me."

As a result, naturally, the man who was willing to carry her was going to carry her. He leaned down slightly. Yu se immediately jumped Mo Jingyao's back impolitely, put his hands around his neck, and kept saying in his ear, "boyfriend My boyfriend My boyfriend... "

Listening to her childish low call, Mo Jingyao couldn't help laughing, but he was very serious. When she called her boyfriend, he should say "EH.".

So, along the way, one called one should, just like two little madmen, happily reading such a word game.

Up the stairs, into the apartment, Yu se also crazy like chanting "boyfriend.".

It's not until Yu se is thrown on the sofa and Mo Jing and Yao Junyan cover her small face that Yu SE's "boyfriend" finally stops.

She closed her eyes and felt the warmth, softness and softness of her lips.

It's like a dream.

She didn't know what to do.

until he was not breathing, he slowly loosened her. Then she took her to the front of the bar and placed her on the high chair, pointing to the bottle of wine in the wine cabinet. There were all kinds of dry wine in the country, Baijiu and red wine. "You are the doctor, you choose, choose the wine that suits you."

"I want rice wine." The metaphor just glances at it, and then comes out with a difficult problem.

Mo Jingyao's eyes are tiny. This little woman is giving him a difficult problem.

There is really no rice wine in this wine cabinet.

However, he knew that rice wine, a kind of rice wine, was very nourishing for women.

So, I took the mobile phone and knocked down a line of text.

After knocking, he looked up at Yu Se and said, "just a moment, it will be here soon."

"Hey, I'm just joking. Did you really ask people to make rice wine?" This big night, this is not difficult for Lu Jiang, anyway, she is determined that this man must be arranged for Lu Jiang to find rice wine.

"What you say is very reasonable. It's the most suitable time for girls to drink rice wine. Other drinks are not suitable for you. If you drink rice wine, I'll go to the red bar." He took out a bottle of 72 year old red wine from the wine cabinet, opened it, poured the dark red liquor into the decanter, and then poured it into the goblet from the decanter.

The whole action is elegant as reading a poem. The beauty makes the metaphorical eyes follow his action from the beginning to the end, even the eyes are not willing to blink.As a man who looks so good, Yu se thinks that Mo Jingyao is not going to give them a living.

Just when Yu se thought that Mo Jingyao wanted to drink himself first, he stood up, turned around and walked to the kitchen. He soon brought out a cup of hot milk and put it in front of her. "Before rice wine comes, we celebrate with milk and red wine, eh?"

"All right." Yu se picked up his milk cup and touched Mo Jingyao's goblet, "cheers."

Mo Jingyao

It seems a little unfair.

His is wine and her is milk. It seems that he is suffering losses if he goes on working like this

"Why don't you like it?" Yu sexiao's face sank, and she fixed her eyes on Mo Jingyao. If you don't dare to drink it, she will release him as her boyfriend. Hum.

"No, come on. Cheers." Mo Jingyao took the goblet and touched it lightly on the milk cup. Then he looked up, and it was really dry and clean.

Of course, the metaphor is not ambiguous, but it's milk versus red wine. If she dares to quit, she will despise herself.

But no matter what she drank, she had a whole drink.

A glass of milk into the throat, maybe a little urgent to drink, metaphor color lips also hanging a touch of milk white.

The milky white spread in Mo Jingyao's eyes. He was puzzled by the cup, and then he was puzzled by the cup. As soon as he grasped it, he took Yu Se from the high chair to his arms, and then put the milky white of her lips into his mouth

Feel the lips wet, metaphor color is directly confused, "you You You are... "

Then, listen to the man carelessly very reasonable way: "milk is very expensive, can't waste."

Metaphor

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