Don't make trouble for the male god of fast crossing

Chapter 462 Mirror Silence (80)

Shocked and cold blocked the front, Mo Yao had scruples and didn't make a move for a while.

Jinghan hissed, hugged Xia Ye and said, "Why don't you tell him, he's always here, don't you worry?"

Mo Yao: "..."

Xia Ye thought about it, and felt that what Jinghan said was right, it was very disturbing. She would feel disturbed when she saw Mo Yao's face now, and it would be even more disturbing when she thought of teaching him in the future.

But compared to the latter, seeing him is the most disturbing thing for her!
After Mo Yao went back, he stared at Yan Mo for a long time, until Yan Mo could hardly pretend to be asleep.

Yes, Yan Mo is pretending to be asleep, not from the beginning.

Instead, he felt something strange in his sleep, and when he woke up, he could feel Mo Yao's breath around him, and a strong gaze was staring at him all the time, it was hard not to notice it.

This kind of sight was too... intense, causing Yan Mo to subconsciously pretend to be asleep for some reason.

I thought he would leave in a while, but I didn't expect it to be almost 10 minutes and he still didn't leave.

What is he doing.

About another 10 minutes later, he heard a sigh, and then the familiar breath disappeared.

Yan Mo first slightly opened one eye to look around, and only after realizing that there was really no one left did he open both eyes and sit up.

"He's sick."

Mo Yao didn't restrict his freedom, but he didn't have the mood to go out, who could he turn to?

Now that you're so old, you can't run back to the management office and tell Xia Ye Jinghan that your other son is stronger than your son, right?
Who should help?
It's just a heck of a thing.

So every day Yan Mo was bored in the house, not going out to work or acting.

Strangely, even though he hadn't returned to the Authority to take over the job he was supposed to, Xia Ye didn't rush him.

At night, when Mo Yao wanted to, he would cooperate, but his mood was not high.

But every time Mo Yao would try to get him out of control, this was what made him most breathless and angry with himself.

At night, Mo Yao would still sleep with him, but Yan Mo was indifferent.

This day, he nestled in bed and didn't want to move.

Suddenly black mist appeared in the room, and after it dissipated, it was another person who troubled Yan Mo.

But seeing Mo Yao now, he lost all emotion.

There seems to be no difference between one base and two bases to him.

Yan Mo just glanced at him and then looked away. If he wanted to talk and had something to say, he would naturally say it.

Mo Yao moved his lips, then restrained his emotions, and changed into his usual appearance.

"You have nothing to say when you see me?"

Yan Mo didn't even bother to turn around: "No, if you have something to say, feel free to do so."

Mo Yao: "..."

Mo Yao suddenly walked around to the other side of the bed, just in time for Yan Mo to see.

"I didn't do anything to you this time, why didn't you look at me?"

Yan Mo lazily raised his eyelids, sat up, and stared at him: "I saw it, then what?"

Mo Yao: "..."

Suddenly I don't know how to take over.

He thought that he was another person now, another person who had no idea of ​​his situation suddenly appeared.

Then, he suddenly changed his face: "Who did it?"

Yan Mo was taken aback, and then sneered, yes, who is Mo Yao, of course he can see his current situation, besides, he had a fierce fight with Yan Jing last night, Yan Jing stayed on him The breath hadn't dissipated yet, so he could naturally sense it.

Thinking of Mo Yao's expression at the beginning, he suddenly felt the pleasure of revenge at this time.

Look, the person you fancy has been preempted.

"Can you control it? Ah, by the way, do you want to threaten me with Yan Jing again? You don't need to tell me this time. I don't care if you kill him. By the way, let me thank you first."

Mo Yao: "..."

It seems that there is nothing to say.

Suddenly Mo Yao grabbed his arm, Yan Mo frowned and shouted in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"I'll take you out."

Yan Mo: "??"

"Hey, I don't want to go out!"

Mo Yao didn't care about four, five or six, and disappeared in place with Yan Mo.

Standing on the street, looking at all kinds of people seems like a lifetime away.

How long has he been in contact with people...

It may not have been that long, but it really seemed like years to him.

After Mo Yao glanced at him, he smiled inadvertently.

"What are you looking at, what is there to see here?"

Yan Mo withdrew his gaze: "It's nothing to see, what did you bring me here for?"

Mo Yao stretched out his finger and pointed to the front: "There."

Yan Mo looked up: "Game hall?"

Mo Yao: "Let's go, I'll take you to see and see."

The corner of Yan Mo's mouth twitched, does he need to use the word knowledge in this kind of place? He is not from the countryside.

This game hall is divided into two parts. On the left are low-end manual game machines that have not yet entered the high-tech era, such as pushing coins, scoring basketball, catching dolls, hoops, etc., and on the right are games with sensory light screens. Both sides are very hot.

"You don't want me to play games, do you?"

Mo Yao: "I passed by a few days ago, I thought it was very interesting, I happened to think of you."

Yan Mo: "..."

Why do you think of him when you see the game hall?are you crazy?
Yan Mo was directly pulled into the left area by Mo Yao.

After buying a bunch of game coins, Yan Mo looked at these ancient game coins... amazing.

When he was young, he and Yan Jing came to play a few times, but he didn't come again because of various things. It was really magical when he first came here.

Suddenly thinking of Yan Jing, he groaned.

Mo Yao turned his head: "Huh?"

Yan Mo hehe: "It's okay, I thought of a bastard."

Mo Yao: "..." Why do you think the bastard he said was scolding him?
"Do you dare to compete?" Mo Yao looked at the dancing machine over there provocatively and said.

Yan Mo frowned after taking a look, feeling bored.

"Can I go back after the competition?"

Mo Yao: "Comparison first."

Yan Mo: "..."

What the hell did this big guy go crazy for today, come to the game hall to compete with him?

Both Yan Mo and Mo Yao lowered their sense of existence, so even if they came out with their own appearance, they would not be noticed by others.

Yan Mo had no choice but to have one machine with Mo Yao, chose the online competition mode, and chose a more upbeat song, and began to prepare.

Yan Mo looked at Mo Yao complicatedly, thinking that this boss might really be on a whim.

So he sighed slightly and began to prepare.

For dancing, he thinks he is much better than the average person.

The music started the prelude, and after a few seconds, it became rhythmic in an instant.

Looking at the instructions on the dancing machine, the two waved their hands and turned around, making the choices more difficult each time.

Although it is an early game facility, the difficulty inside is the same as the current hell mode.

The two danced with ecstasy, Yan Mo gradually followed the beat, concentrating and sweating all over.

But the more I jumped, the more excited I became, and the more I jumped, the more angry I felt.

Mo Yao turned his head to look at him during the dance, and found the serious and happy expression on Yan Mo's face, and he felt instantly relieved.

After the song, Mo Yao asked, "Are you still coming?"

Yan Mo said decisively: "Come!"

It seems that only by letting go of oneself presumptuously can all the sullenness of these days be swept away.

After an unknown amount of time, the two finally left the game hall.

During the period, there was also a basketball and pitching competition, and each event aroused the blood in the heart.

Mo Yao handed him a bottle of water: "Happy?"

After Yan Mo turned his head and glanced at him, he chuckled lightly: "You brought me here just to make me happy? How did I realize that it's a little different from when I saw you before?"

Mo Yao: "You have only met me twice, how do you know what I am like?"

Yan Mo shrugged: "Yes."

Mo Yao suddenly felt uncomfortable. Although Yan Mo let go and had fun, he felt awkward.

Yan Mo, an outsider who has met twice and knows he has other plans for him, can smile normally, why is there such a big difference when he is Yan Jing.

Or is it that he actually likes Mo Yao, and Yan Jing is just his wishful thinking.

In fact, if Yan Mo knew what he was thinking and just wanted to spit out the water he just drank, it would be wishful thinking. How could he see that he liked him a little bit.

Yan Mo didn't hear Mo Yao's words again, he tilted his head slightly and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Yao said sullenly: "It's nothing." It's just a competition between yourself and yourself, it's better that you don't know.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows and didn't continue to ask. Anyway, he was not familiar with Mo Yao, so he couldn't get to the bottom of it.

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(End of this chapter)