Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Han Zhaolin kicked him, "you're almost OK. You really think this is your training place."

Ji Mo scratched his feet. Han Zhaolin was ticklish, so he drew back and looked at him.

"When I say that, it's your business that you want to get tired of life and death. Don't involve others to suffer with you."

Ji Mo stands up and pulls Han Zhaolin out.

"What are you doing? Let go."

"Shut up Ji Mo's face was strained and his tone was not good.

For three days, Han Zhaolin has been watching Han Zhaoxue every day. He can't see anyone all day long. He is not so good tempered. If he doesn't love this guy, he won't get involved in this mess.

"Damn, you let go. I'm going to break my arm."

Ji mosong started and directly carried the man onto the car.

Han Zhaolin, with a red face and dripping blood, struggled and scolded, "you are crazy. My brother is still upstairs."

"He has no time for your business now."

Ji Mo cold face, closed the door, "if he is a man, he will take your sister-in-law back, instead of sitting like a coward complaining."

"Why do you sound like a bandit?" Han Zhaolin narrowed his eyes. "I haven't seen you rob anyone, either?"

Ji Mo smiles, "how, do you want me to rob you?"

"Go away!"

After the joke, Han Zhaolin secretly looks at Ji Mo driving and whispers, "I'll ask you a question."

"Well."

"Well, you haven't liked girls before?"

"No

Han Zhaolin doesn't believe it at all. He remembers that Ji Mo was very popular when he was at school. "What about the object of your first spring dream?"

Ji Mo moves, "do you want to know?"

Han Zhaolin don't open his eyes, "I just ask, do you like to say."

Ji Mo smiles, "then don't say."

Han Zhaolin clenched his teeth, "do you really have it?"

Ji Mo low smile, "drive, don't move."

Han Zhaolin angrily don't open his face, in the heart of indignation thinking, in the end is which little bitch, I know not poke your face!

"Xiao Wu, we will be together for a lifetime."

Ji Mo suddenly opens his mouth. Han Zhaolin is stunned. His fingers curl up uneasily. "Why do you say this all of a sudden?"

Ji Mo's eyes darkened. He turned the steering wheel and said, "just ask, you don't have to answer."

Han Zhaolin really didn't answer.

Ji Mo couldn't say whether he was sad or happy, at least he didn't deny it directly.

Han Zhaolin's heart is very rough, but not all the time. At least now, the loss in Ji Mo's eyes is as careful as careful. He can see it clearly. Like needling, it makes him gasp for pain.

Down the window, the cold drill came in, Han Zhaolin suddenly patted the window and said, "stop, I have something to do when I go down."

Ji Mo stops his car by the side of the road. Han Zhaolin jumps out of the car and enters the shopping mall.

Ji Mo opened the car window, lit a cigarette and smoked.

Today, he is more upset than usual.

In the past, he and Han Zhaolin avoided the topic of "the future".

Han Zhaolin is not willing to think, he is afraid to think, he is not afraid of other people's eyes, he is afraid that Han Zhaolin is not firm enough.

He sometimes thinks that he might as well not provoke him. He knows that this person is just like a drug. Once he gets infected, it's hard to give up, but he's lost in his mind.

He never expected Han Zhaolin to join in this relationship as he did. He was too jumpy and young. But he still thought, in case, in case, Xiao Wu is looking forward to the future just like him.

After smoking a cigarette, he saw Han Zhaolin running out of the mall. He pressed out the cigarette end to dispel the smell of smoke.

When Han Zhaolin got on the bus, he sniffed around like a dog.

Ji Mo low smile, clapped him, "why?"

"You smoke again," Han Zhaolin stares at him, "two days a pack of cigarettes, the lungs are black, don't want to live?"

Ji Mo bent his lips, "I won't smoke any more."

"Trust you, boy."

Han Zhaolin said, coughing, "give me your hand."

Ji Mo looks at him strangely.

"Bring it if you want!"

Then he went up and grabbed his hand.

Ji Mo is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his bony joints are slender and slender.

He was born with relatively white skin. Even if he had been training in the hot sun all the year round and had a tan, he would be able to cover it for a month or two in winter.

His fingers are long and white, fingers, palms are rough calluses, that is a pair of standard men's hands.

Han Zhaolin never thought that one day, he would hold a man's hand and solemnly put a ring on each other.

A burst of cold between the fingers, when Ji Mo looks over, the whole person is stunned.

He looked at Han Zhaolin's eyes, and gradually became deep. He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. It seemed that he could not see enough.

Han Zhaolin's face was hot, and he coughed, "if you don't make it in advance, the size may be a little inappropriate. You know my economy, and you can't afford it if it's too expensive. Just make do with it. When I have money in the future, we'll find a foreign designer to make one for you."

He talked for a long time. Seeing that Ji Mo didn't respond at all, he couldn't help feeling a bit agitated.

"Why, you don't like it."

Ji Mo still didn't speak.

Han Zhaolin was a little embarrassed, so he went forward to grab it. "If you don't like to give it back to Laozi, it's good to buy it, and you have to choose three --"

He didn't finish, Ji Mo suddenly pressed the back of his head, so no sign of kiss down.

Han Zhaolin was stunned, pinched his shoulder and scolded, "Damn, the window is not closed, you are crazy!"

That kiss is very short, just the lips touched, and then put people into his arms, greedy smell the smell of his body, Jimo hoarse way, "you bastard, you say I DAMN how rare you?"

Han Zhaolin's ears were hot and he yelled, "you don't want me to say dirty words, but it's catchy!"

Ji Mo laughs, pulls up a handful of his hair and says, "is that how catchy it is?"

"Mr. Ji, it's not enough to teach me Sanda at ordinary times. Now I want to tell my Chinese level. If you like the educated, find a doctor. I'm at this level. Do you like it or not?"

Ji Mo kisses him on the face, "go, take you to eat delicious food."

"French food?"

"Big waist on the street."

"Bah, I'll have red wine and steak!"

This side of the car loading is not closed, next to a car, the owner of their conversation and action just look in the eye, finally can't help but curse, "Damn, there are fags everywhere."

Han Zhaolin suddenly blew his hair, "what the hell are you spraying? What's the matter with you when I fall in love?"