time, shades

Chapter 23

Nian's graceful step and lotus flower reminded Mo Jieyu of the book she read last month. The book mainly talked about the beauty of the human body. Mo Jieyu remembered that there was a chapter explaining the beauty of steps.

What kind of walking posture shows the beauty of women the most?Probably talking about Nian Yaya, even though she was young, but Mo Jieyu stared at her back unexpectedly tasted a kind of charm.

Mo Jieyu suddenly felt that if Nian Yaya and Xu Moqi were really together, it seemed... Mo Jieyu imagined the picture of the two of them together, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, huh, it's not suitable.

After Mo Jieyu read the three words "not suitable" in her heart, she immediately became sober. How could she feel that it is not suitable?

Before she could think of a reason, Mo Jieyu saw a middle-aged man wearing black short sleeves and patterned shorts less than five meters away from her, raising the camera in his hand and smiling ghostly: "Haha, this time I'm not afraid of getting fired, I didn't expect to be able to photograph the scandal between Xu Moqi and Nian Yaya, hahaha, now I can make a fortune!"

The middle-aged man was talking to himself like no one was in the middle of nowhere, while Mo Jieyu was at the side, and could hear every word of his words clearly without any effort.

Mo Jieyu took a look at him. Under the big black-rimmed glasses on her face were a pair of small round eyes. Her hairstyle was parted in the middle and her figure was slightly fat. It was the first time that Mo Jieyu felt uncomfortable from a person.

Yes, it was uncomfortable to see him.

Mo Jieyu pondered for a while, her brown pupils rolled slightly, and then a faint smile melted at the corner of her mouth. She took out the half-drinked mineral water from her backpack, opened it, and drank it. After taking a bite, he didn't screw the lid on, instead he took out a nearby book, opened the title page with his head down, and unconsciously walked towards the place where the middle-aged man was standing.

The middle-aged man was still immersed in his own joy. He looked down at the effect of his shooting just now. Although the two of them did not have any intimate behavior, but from the two people looking at each other and the sweet smile on Nian's elegant face, he added a few strokes later. The description, he is not afraid that the combination of pictures and texts is not enough to make people daydream!

He imagined the sensation caused by this report, imagined that the money had flowed into his pocket, and then laughed twice...

"Hey!"

The middle-aged man looked down and found that the clothes on his chest were already wet in a large area, even the camera was not spared, but fortunately, the shell was only wet. He quickly checked the camera, and then said viciously: "What are you doing? something!"

Mo Jieyu still had an open book in her right hand, and the mineral water in her left hand had already run out. She gritted her teeth and lowered her head, but what she thought in her heart was: Why can't it be more accurate!

Mo Jieyu looked aggrieved and remorseful, and the middle-aged man was stunned. He thought about the fact that he still made money today, so he simply waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and go..."

"Uncle, no, I bumped into you because I didn't pay attention to the road. I have tissues in my schoolbag. Why don't you go to the bathroom to wipe your clothes first, because this looks a bit..." Mo Jieyu grasped the tone very well, Cowardly with the sincerity of admitting mistakes and apologizing.

The middle-aged man looked down. His clothes were sticking to his skin, which was very unsightly. He watched Mo Jieyu take out the tissue paper from his schoolbag without any explanation, and wanted to shirk it, but Mo Jieyu hurriedly said: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. It wasn't intentional! Uncle, you must forgive me, I..."

At the end of Mo Jieyu's words, her eyes were a little rosy, and he waved his hands, "I haven't said anything yet, why are you crying, forget it, forget it, I'm unlucky, you go away!"

"Uncle, wipe it off." For the first time, Mo Jieyu realized that she could still hover with a stranger so persistently.

Finally, the middle-aged man couldn't take it anymore, took the tissue Mo Jieyu handed him, turned around and wanted to go to the bathroom, but Mo Jieyu stopped him again: "Uncle, my father and mother said that you can't bring anything unrelated to the bathroom." things that get wet easily."

The middle-aged man wanted to answer her: what a bad theory!

(End of this chapter)