Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

The bearer is wearing a dark red suit, with a long body and a brilliant bearing!

Yi Qiao looks up, along the arm of that person, fall on the face of the opposite party, the tight lip Cape rises, the straight back is also lax, "Chu Jin, how is you."

Chu Jin is her classmate with Lu Yan. Before they had a good relationship, but later they had a quarrel with Lu Yan. He transferred to another school and left.

It was not until at the memorial service held by Tutor Lu Yan for him that he met again and resumed contact.

"I happened to be working nearby, and when I saw you get out of the taxi, I followed you in."

There are no people around here. What can we do.

But since Chu Jin says so, she also didn't go to tear down, "when did you return home?"

Chu Jin sits to her opposite position, the staff locks the door, starts. Ferris wheel slowly rising, most of the city's night scene into the eye, perhaps it is wrong, Yi Qiao did not feel half a day of romantic atmosphere.

She wanted to stop, but the ferris wheel was already in the air. She leaned against the window and closed her eyes.

"I just came back this morning."

"Yes."

Yi Qiao squeezed a single tone from her throat, then fell into silence. Her forehead against the plastic window, eyes closed, outside the neon printed on her face, like a butterfly wing patterns, colorful.

Chu Jin looked at her white face, "you are still the same as before. When you are unhappy, you like to come to the amusement park to play exciting projects. Yi Qiao, if you are unhappy, you need to vent, but it's not like this. You can talk to your friends or go shopping..."

"I'm a patient," Yi Qiao opened his eyes and said solemnly, "Chu Jin, you can't ask a patient to vent in a normal way, that's not a patient."

Chu Jin: --

I've never seen anyone so candid about their mental illness, and I should have such an expression.

He pinched his eyebrows and looked at her with tears and smiles. "You're a patient, you're proud, aren't you?"

Ferris circle, stop, Yi Qiao first from inside, Chu Jin followed, he glanced at the side of respectful standby staff, and looked at the distant neon, eyes flashed some obscure dark light, "what else do you want to play, I accompany you."

"I'm going back. It's too late. Go back, too."

She's in a much better mood, or she's not angry at all.

"I'll see you off."

"No, I have a car appointment. You have just returned home today. You must be very tired. Go back and have a rest."

Chu Jin knows her disposition, also don't force, just spread an arm to make to want to embrace of posture.

This is a kind of basic social behavior in the United States. Yi Qiao didn't think much about it. She reached out and hugged him, "Chu Jin, welcome back home."

A shadow with absolute strong posture presses from behind, Chu Jin looks up, the woman in the arms has been pulled out of his control by a force, he subconsciously reaches out to pull, but only touches a mass of air.

Yi Qiao was pulled behind by the man.

Chu Jin looked at Mo Beiting, who was standing in front of him. His face was as heavy as water. He scoffed and said, "Mo sanshao, I'm not in the hospital with my girlfriend at this big night. Can I come here to ride a carousel?"

Mo Beiting didn't know Chu Jin, but he must have known Yi Qiao and had a lot to do with her, otherwise she would not be so obedient.

He holds Yiqiao's wrist, his eyebrows are tightly twisted, and his whole body is full of anger. He coldly looks at Yiqiao standing behind him. "Mo's private affairs don't need to be explained to others, but this gentleman should pay attention to his image next time. Don't touch other people's wives. Maybe one day these two arms will move."

Mo Beiting said that he was armed. Yi Qiao frowned, "he's my classmate. Just now, he just gave a polite hug and said goodbye."

"This is not the United States. We don't need hugs to say goodbye."

Yi Qiao

"I don't care about you and Chen Baimo, and you have no right to interfere in my private affairs. No matter how I say goodbye, it's all my business."

She struggled for a while, did not break free, but he buckled more tightly, wrist pain to break.

His face was taut, and his voice seemed to squeeze out from his throat. In a vicious voice, he said, "I have nothing to do with Chen Baimo?"

"What do I have with Chu Jin?"

"You were hugging just now. If I don't come, will I be ready to kiss next?"

Hugging is very normal, especially Shen Yiqiao has been in the United States for several years, which can only be regarded as a basic way of greeting there.

Mo Beiting knows.

He didn't understand why he was so angry.

And the more you look, the more angry you are.

This time, Yi Qiao hasn't spoken yet, was robbed by Chu Jin in the past, "difficult not become just Mo three little is to drag the girlfriend to the hospital? I'm in the public. Even if there's a follow-up development, I'll have a kiss. Mo San Shao and his girlfriend are in the ward where they are lonely after closing the door. Maybe they've all come here. "

Mo Beiting is used to being in the team. He's not good at playing tricks. He likes real swords and guns!

I can't stand the rules of the team. I fight one fight, but I can't fight more. I don't give up until I'm satisfied.

But Chu Jin's body like this can't bear his two fists. He doesn't want to see Shen Yi Qiao rush over to protect him.

Mo Beiting narrowed his eyes and motioned to the opposite roller coaster with his chin, "compare."

Yi Qiao thinks Mo Beiting is really boring, and Chu Jin agrees. Is it interesting for two big men to compete on a roller coaster?

They sat in the first row and the last row one after the other. Mo Beiting folded his index fingers and made a gesture of ten, "prepare a snack for my wife and move a table to sit there."

Yi Qiao