Chapter 807

The only exception is metaphor. All other women are the same.

Yu se squints his eyes and looks at the man's side face and smiles.

She was very amused by his serious explanation.

It's like a child begging for sugar, waiting for her to pass a piece of sugar.

Thinking of Sheng Jinmo, who was in a mess last night, Yu se tilted his head and gave him a kiss on Mo Jingyao's face

Mo Jingyao's pores stand up all over his body. How can he feel that he is now in the same situation with the little cat? He has become a pet in the eyes of metaphor.

However, he is a big pet, obedient is a small pet.

More and more regret the cat that sent Yu se, but now he knows that if he takes away, Yu se will not be happy.

Forget it, leave it to her.

After getting out of the car, Yu se takes Mo Jingyao and walks into the coffee shop. Originally, she wants to do it for a woman like Sheng Jinmo. But when she goes in, she finds that she's a little wasted.

No one saw them.

No one looked at them.

For one reason, the cafe is empty except for the bearded musician who is playing violin in one corner of the cafe.

Not a single customer.

And the musician is focusing on the violin, his eyes are only his violin.

Until Yu se was pulled to sit beside him by Mo Jingyao, she said, "is this a private show?"

"Do you like it?" Mo Jingyao took a red rose from the vase in the table in front of him and handed it to Yu se.

The red rose represents love.

Yu se is a little unaccustomed to looking around. There are really no other guests. She lets herself relax and listen to the violin music. After a long time, she completely relaxes. Then she looks at the table full of Western food that has been delivered. Everything is very exquisite. It's all delivered to her. The steak is also cut by Mo Jingyao himself.

She just wants to eat.

She likes it. She likes it very much.

He seemed to want to talk to her, but he just opened his mouth several times. Finally, he didn't say anything. He just gave her the dishes.

It's a bit wooden, but she just likes Mo Jingyao.

It's kind of cute.

It's much more lovely than when it's cold.

"Mo Jingyao, don't you eat it?" He only cares about her. She is half full here, and she doesn't see him take a bite.

"I've had breakfast and lunch."

"So you didn't sleep at all last night?" It's almost daybreak when I go to bed. The man seems to get up as soon as it's daybreak.

Now she really convinced him that she had so much money and worked so hard. Should she work harder if she had no money.

He had nothing left of her.

"Not sleepy." He has a job.

When she wakes up, he wants to accompany her. When she is asleep, he has to work hard, so that he can accompany her happily, for example, now.

Yu se is speechless, so he simply doesn't eat, puts down his chopsticks, and then looks at Mo Jingyao quietly.

Mo Jingyao was originally giving her cloth dishes, but he found that Yu se put down his chopsticks and stopped eating It's impossible. According to his understanding of her, the food she just ate is only half full, far from full.

She can eat like a pig, but she is not fat.

And he likes to feed her. Compared with eating with other women, he doesn't eat either. Even he who is often anorexic has an appetite.

"Sleep well tonight." Yu se LengSheng says that if she doesn't, she guarantees that the man won't listen.

Before he knew her, he always had a bad sleep. If he didn't rely on his good health, he was afraid that he would never wake up in the accident.

"Good."

"You want some, too." Yu se chooses two kinds of food he likes to eat from the variety of food in front of him and pushes them to him, "you eat."

Mo Jingyao was a little reluctant, but he ate it.

"Are your taste buds OK?" Yu se takes another look at him, and it's clear that there's no problem, but a big man wants to be fed before he's willing to eat. She's almost speechless.

"No problem. It's been a long time, you know."

"Eat well after that."

"I see."

So, after Mo Jingyao and Yu se joined the group, Yu se obviously felt that the western food was much better.

Violin music, piano music, in the soothing light music in the sound of dinner, it is really a very good enjoyment.

Yu se thinks that this is the way of a rich person to eat. She would not like to hire a musician instead of a private restaurant.

Almost full, Yu se forked a piece of cake, ready to finish this cake, the result was mo Jingyao pressed his hand, "don't eat.""Well?" This is not like Mo Jingyao's style. Every time he takes her out to dinner, he wants to put all the food into her stomach, just to fatten her up.

But she's not fat.

But he was still happy to see her eat.

"Dinner in the evening." Mo Jingyao said with deep eyes.

"Did you make an appointment with Meng Hanzhou and Yang An'an?" This meeting reminds her of Yang an at last. Since Yang an was taken away by Meng Hanzhou last night, she has never contacted Yang an. Mo Jingyao must have guessed that she was worried about Yang an, so he made an appointment for her.

But the surprise on her face just appeared, and was instantly disillusioned by his words, "no, it's to attend a birthday party."

Well, it has nothing to do with Yang an. Yang an's birthday is only today. She knows when Yang an's birthday is.

"Do you have to go?" She didn't want to go, but she wanted to eat up all the snacks on her fork.

No matter how delicious the food was at the party, she would have no appetite because she was eating with irrelevant people. She just wanted to eat with him.

Just listening to music and eating delicious food is the most wonderful life in the world.

Mo Jingyao actually accompanied her to play a romantic, but she likes it, not hypocritical is like.

"Well, I'm going."

"Do I want to give gifts, too?" Metaphor heard is a birthday party, no matter who birthday, as long as it is to participate in, naturally is to prepare a gift.

"I've arranged it. You just have to come with me."

Well, with him, she doesn't worry about anything.

He didn't say whose birthday it was, and she didn't ask.

No matter whose birthday, wait until the scene to wish happy birthday.

As a result, two people who had used western food in the coffee shop went straight to their destination as soon as they left.

When Bugatti is driving, the metaphor feels wrong. This road is too familiar.

From the time she met Mo Jingyao, she had passed this road countless times by car.

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