CEO's Tease&Love

Mo Jing Yao is to want to also don't want to put on, "I don't have."

"Clean, you don't worry about wearing them." Thinking of Mo Jingyao's Puritanism, Yu se kindly explained it.

No, Mo Jingyao said: "it's more suitable to have no washing."

"Bang", the metaphor is already hot.

Mo Jingyao didn't know how to face him.

Because, all that flashed through her mind was the kiss he couldn't stop last night.

He was wearing her mask as if he was kissing her again through the mask, or on the main road.

"Mo Jingyao, you rascal."

"Ha ha." The man chuckled twice and did not refute.

Yu se takes a look at the direction of the clinic. At this point, there are only a few people on duty in the clinic. The rest of the people go to the restaurant to solve their lunch. In addition, Mo Jingyao drives away his Bugatti. Therefore, no one in the clinic can see her direction.

However, subconsciously or feel unsafe, simply took a mask to put on, "Mo Jingyao, let's go to the park over there." But she saw the food box in his hand, and then, as if she had smelled the fragrance of the small bag.

"Good." Mo Jingyao was very satisfied with the little woman's understanding. She found that he was carrying a food box, so he did not propose to go to the restaurant.

All of them wore masks, which made him feel safe. With Mo Jingyao, he soon went to a small park near the clinic.

It's lunch time, so all the people who come here for a walk all go back to lunch.

The park is quiet. Originally, she wanted to find a clean lawn to sit down and enjoy the delicious food. However, looking up at the big sun, she still chose a bench covered by trees and pulled Mo Jingyao to sit down. Then she took off her masks.

You can't eat with a mask.

So, even if you want to hide this man under the mask, you can't.

Large food box, enough for two people's lunch.

Yu se tasted the first bite and said, "this is made by your cook." The taste of Jin's and Su's is different from that of other places.

Cooking this kind of food, even if it is exactly the same material, but because the people who make it are not the same, the taste is absolutely different.

"Yes."

"Delicious." Yu se boasted that she had not eaten the dishes of the Mohist chef for a long time. It was really delicious.

Therefore, the more you eat, the more you feel delicious metaphor color, you eat up.

When she ate, Mo Jingyao sat on one side and watched her eat. Until Yu se found that she was the only one to start, he looked up at Mo Jingyao. As a result, his chopsticks had not been opened and he didn't eat a mouthful.

"Mo Jingyao, are you sick again?" Otherwise, she could not think of the reason why he had no appetite.

"No, it's all right."

"Then why not

"It's up to you."

Yu se knocked Mo Jingyao's chopsticks on the back of his hand. "If you don't eat any more, I'll ignore you."

"Yes, I will." Mo Jingyao then picked up his chopsticks and ate with Yu se.

However, compared with the appetizers, Mo Jingyao is an absolute gentleman. He can make the food very elegant. In this world, he is almost the same.

Seeing that Mo Jingyao ate it, Yu se slowed down the speed, and then observed his every move. He was no longer the same kind of tasteless look without any reaction, "delicious?"

"Well."

"Now, even if you only eat white rice, you feel fragrant?"

"Well."

"Mo Jingyao, that person, will always find out, and now no one can easily hurt me." She wondered for days why he broke up with her.

One of the most mature reasons in his mind is that the man is very likely to worry that she will become his man, and then a killer will attack her like he did, or take her as his weakness, take her away and threaten him.

He didn't want her to have an accident.

It must be.

"You're quick." In the morning, Lu Jiang said that. Later, he called out the monitoring of the kaiwitt Hotel himself. As expected, he saw that Yu se suddenly crossed Lujiang, as fast as a rocket.

"You know, even if Lujiang can't stop me, so you don't have to worry about my safety in the future. I can do it myself." For half a month, she has practiced nine meridians and eight meridians every day, which is quite a success.

The extent of her learning, self-protection is absolutely no problem.

Mo Jingyao looked up at the girl and pondered, "OK."

Then, as a reward, he personally took a piece of meat and handed it to Mo Jingyao's lips, "you eat."

Mo Jingyao took her chopsticks and fed them into his mouth without thinking about it.

Yu se then realized that he had fed him with his chopsticks directly, "you Do you mind? "Mo Jingyao's lips slightly hook, gently smile open, "you where I have eaten, now just think of mind, is it a little late?"

Yu se hit him with a fist, "no hooligans."

"You're a rascal, too." Don't want to, the man cold not Ding's return such a sentence.

"I don't have one."

"You went back to kiss last night, and that's a rascal like me."

"Mo Jingyao, shut up." Like a small beast, he put out his hand and covered Mo Jingyao's mouth. He went on, and she wanted to find a way to get in.

She seemed to have responded to him last night.

Think of, then shame.

It's a shame.

Mo Jingyao looks at the girl's shy to the extreme small face, joyfully smiles out the sound, does not shut up at all.

Metaphor is actually a small paper tiger.

I don't know if he ate all the food in the food box with Yu se because he was accompanied by Yu se.

"Delicious." After finishing, he arranged his things and stretched himself.

"It's delicious." It would be more delicious if it was made by Yu se himself.

However, the little woman is still small, he can not bear to let her cook.

If it's really necessary to cook, he might as well come.

"Mo Jingyao, only this time, not next time."

"Why?" Mo Jingyao was slightly shocked. It is said that women like the delicious Bento given by men most, just as he also likes her. Everything is good. As long as it is given by her, it is a pity that she doesn't give it.

"In the middle of the day, you have time to take naps. You are not allowed to waste time running back and forth." The metaphor of the color of the training Mo Jingyao.

And Mo Jingyao nodded like a pupil, "I'll send it to you tomorrow?"

"This..." Yu se hesitated for a moment, then savored the delicious food just now, and nodded uncontrollably, "there will be Mr. Laomo." She said, but also smilingly made a symbolic bow.

At the same time, there are leaves falling in her hair. With the appearance of her smile, they fall into Mo Jingyao's eyes.

Beautiful.