Mo Jingyao dismissed the driver casually, opened the door to sit in the driver's seat, and started the car. After waiting for a long time without seeing Xie Zhiwu, she looked at the mansion, only to find that she was staring at the lamp in the hall.
The wind in the summer night blows slowly, blowing slightly over her tender green dress. The corners and cuffs of the skirt swing with the wind, unknowingly outline the delicate curves of the girl, her long hair is different from the song, and she is naturally slightly curly At this moment, they were all tied up, forming a bag-like shape at the back of the head, and the strands of broken hair that leaked from the temples were also swaying along the breeze, making her slender neck look more white and tender.
Mo Jingyao had such a momentary loss of consciousness.
Everyone in City G knows that the Xie family has two daughters, the big one is soft and beautiful, the big one is petite and pretty. Everyone said that the dance of Xie was more beautiful than the song of Xie, but he just appeared in the eyes of his lover.
In fact, he has always known that Xie Zhiwu is extremely beautiful, and she has been born at a young age and cannot be ignored. He can almost imagine what kind of frenzy she will set off in this city in two years. His subordinates had laughed and hinted that his beauty was not superficial, and even Eun fell under her school uniform group. He alone was not even happy to comment on her.
I can't tell how it feels, but whenever I see her smile like a little fox, and her big and dark eyes that are constantly turning around, I always feel uncomfortable.
She loves to play and chase after him pretending to be deceivers. She is very different from his temperament, especially when she laughs, it looks like she was dazzled by the sun.
He hated that she always deceived people like a fool, and every time she watched her seriously and began to perform, he would have the urge to take her over and give her a big beating.
Then he took it for granted that this smile and the owner of this smile were probably dazzling.
He has always dismissed her, but now he has to admit that although she and Zhige have their own merits, but there are differences, in the final analysis, they are still sisters.
Mo Jingyao stared at Xie Zhiwu, who was still fascinated. He found that there was a part of her profile, which was really like a song, and this recognition made him feel a little irritated.
So subconsciously, he honked the horn on the steering wheel severely.
Xie Zhiwu was abruptly pulled back into her thoughts by the sudden noise at night. She swept a little circle, but didn't see Mo Jingyao, and jumped to the car.
When she reached the front of the car, she opened the door next to the co-pilot and got in without hesitation.
Mo Jingyao is not unsurprising. When his parents were at home, he almost never drove by himself when he was in and out of the mansion. He always took the driver when he returned. Now Xie Zhiwu believed that he would drive out himself without even thinking about it, and he had to become curious about her.
But curious to curious, let him take the initiative to speak to her, it is impossible.
Xie Zhiwu squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Jingyao amusedly as he was approaching an enemy, but he couldn't help but laughed again.
Mo Jingyao glanced sideways at her, frowned slightly, still silent. But in Xie Zhiwu's eyes, the expression was about "what do you mean?"
"Well, I'm sorry, you know I can't hide anything." She laughed, "And, as scientists have said, deliberately hiding your emotions is harmful to your body."
Xie Zhiwu said it on his own, but Mo Jingyao didn't respond. After waiting for a while, I realized that they didn't mean to answer the conversation, and I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
"Are you thinking why I got into the passenger seat without hesitation?"
She pointed forward and approached Mo Jingyao's face, carefully observing his expression. In front of him, she was also used to being cheeky.
As expected, Mo Jingyao was uncomfortable with her 31 novel app download address. Although she was puzzled by her mind-reading behavior, she still insisted on the cold socialist elementary line unwaveringly, "What do you want to say? Just say, shut up if you don't want to say."
Hmph, Xie Zhiwu rolled his eyes to him. To put it bluntly, doesn't it mean that if you have something to say quickly, you have the meaning of letting go
There is a long way to go, if that's the case, let's have some fun.
"Look at you, you are so shy." She buttoned her hat and habitually teased the hair behind her head, forgetting that she was too hot and tied up. "Just tell me, were you curious just now? Why did I know that you would drive out by yourself without a driver?"
Mo Jingyao turned the steering wheel impatiently and rounded a stray dog crossing the road without making a sound.
Xie Zhiwu doesn't mind his attitude. Getting used to it is a terrible thing. Sometimes she even thinks, is it possible that she is born with a tendency to be abused? Thinking about it again, I'm afraid that one day Mo Jingyao really quietly spoke to her softly, and she would feel that his melon seeds must have been kicked by the donkey.
He ignored her and she had to continue talking to herself, "This question is actually not difficult at all. Look, look at me."
She leaned closer, a face almost stuck to Mo Jingyao's neck, Mo Jingyao subconsciously hid aside, gritted his teeth while looking at the road in front of him, "Xie Zhiwu!"
Xie Zhiwu happily raised her hand, "Here!" Then he pointed back to her face, "Mo Jingyao, look at me, look at my face."
Mo Jingyao was so angry, but he could only squint at her.
Seeing his compromise, Xie Zhiwu became happier, her fingers began to move down, pointing to the chest and waist, "Look at my figure."
The fingers continued to draw an ethereal circle in the air, "Look at my temperament again—"
Mo Jingyao couldn't bear it and yelled at her, "Hurry up if you want to say it, don't hinder my driving here, how can I explain to Uncle Xie if something really happens? I won't accompany you if you want to die!"
Xie Zhiwu "cut" him, expressing his deep contempt for his lack of interest, "I mean, I am such a beauty who has never been before, smiles, smiles, smiles, and smiles with you. Will you give up the opportunity to be alone with me in the world?"
Mo Jingyao instantly became dumb.
"Let's talk, what are your plans next? Just drive slowly along the way and try to get along with me for a while. Let's take a look at the snow, see the moon, talk about life, talk about philosophy? Or do you want to cook mature rice directly?"
"Xie Zhiwu, you have these things in your head all day long, you are a girl, still shameless?"
"What do you want face, can you eat it?"
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I think that Mo Jingyao officially became involved in the underworld at the age of sixteen. He was born and died for so many years. He thinks that he has read countless people and is such a cheeky person. He is still a woman. He actually saw him for the first time.
According to the model of the novel, he felt a smell of fishy sweetness in his throat right now.
It is not easy for Uncle Xie and Aunt Xie to vomit blood every day for so many years, but she is still alive.
Thinking of this, the corners of Mo Jingyao's mouth couldn't help but pull out a self-deprecating and bitter smile.
He shook his head, no longer taking part in the dance of thanks, and his attention gradually shifted to the road conditions. She didn't notice Xie Zhiwu beside her, she had long been lost in shock by his smile.
It turned out that he didn't smile when he was facing the song. It turned out that he looked like this when he laughed up close.
Really handsome and handsome.
It's not in vain that she will be a shameless woman again.
Xie Zhiwu leaned back in the chair behind him lazily, and did not go to see Mo Jingyao again. God knows how stinky his face is every time he sees Jingshun and the Song of Sweetness. God knows how unreliable tricks she has to get his stinky face back.
Why do you know you don’t need a driver
That's because of the song, you never fake your hands.
Just now in the Mo's restaurant, when Zhige leaned in Jingshun's arms and whispered, she even saw the blue veins on the back of his hand burst.
She knew he was sad, and although he didn't like her, she stubbornly didn't want him to be sad.
That's it. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)