The Young Wife is Pregnant:Pampered and Teased by Young Master Marshall

"Why, he doesn't answer the phone or come in. What does that mean?" The mobile phone hung up automatically, and Yu sehun got up, "you wait for me, I'll call him in."

"Hello..." Yang an got up and wanted to follow him. But he could see Mo Jingyao standing there like a statue outside. He was so confused that he didn't dare to follow him.

How can there be a feeling that Mo Jingyao will cut her if she goes out with her.

No, it won't. The Metaphor says that mojingyao people are very good and won't be violent.

Yu se pushes open the glass door and sees Mo Jingyao surrounded in the middle. She can't get in at all. She has to think about the man on her toes and look inside. "Mo Jingyao, you're all here. Why don't you go in? Ann and I are waiting. "

The voice of her urging made the man who had been standing there like a statue finally have a reaction. Mo Mou slowly raised, but when her eyes fell on her face, her face became darker.

"It's moving. He's moving. My heart is beating fast. He's so handsome."

"It's worth dying to look at him so closely."

"If he's willing to be my husband, I'd like to serve him like my ancestors every day."

"He's looking at me. Look, he's looking at me."

"Well, he's looking behind you. Don't be sentimental."

Around the girls, all eyes are following Mo Jingyao, where others are, where their eyes are, where he looks, they also look.

Then, with Mo Jingyao's eyes, they all saw the metaphor outside the crowd.

Then, the same eyes are hostile.

"What does he see that girl do? Does he like that girl? "

"What's the situation? Is this girl Mo Jingyao's girlfriend? "

"It's not bad, but it looks a little too tender. It doesn't match Mo Shao's age."

At first, Mo Jingyao looked at the direction of the metaphor in a dazed way, did not speak, and had no other reaction.

However, I don't know if the last words he heard stimulated him, so he said, "get out of the way."

It's just a low drink, but the surroundings are quiet in a moment.

It's still. It's as if you can hear a needle.

Mo Jingyao spoke.

He has a beautiful voice.

It's the first time he's spoken in a few minutes since he stopped here.

It's a sound that can make people pregnant. It's magnetic, pleasant and beautiful.

But also mixed with the deterrence that people can not refuse, so, surrounded by the girls in Mo Jingyao's low voice, involuntarily give way to a channel.

Mo Jingyao walked out of the crowd.

That step by step, is clearly the hormone of walking, too man.

"Wow, he's my God."

"He's mine. You're not allowed to covet him."

"Handsome, I'm crisp."

"Mom, will you trust me to be his woman in the next life? He's happy to be his wife. "

"Look, he's going to the little girl. Do they know each other?"

"It's not a match. I feel like I can be his daughter." Someone said sour.

The metaphor of envy is almost crazy, so it is deliberately described like this.

Mo Jingyao's face became darker and darker.

The metaphor is confused.

I really can't figure out when I will offend this man.

It was the first time that she saw Mo Jingyao like a mountain rain.

Some of them are creepy.

"You What are you doing? " In sum, since he woke up, he had never attacked her.

What's more, it's a response to her needs.

He had never looked at her like this with a chill.

I'm not used to it for a while.

When she lost her mind, she felt light, and then her whole body was empty.

By the time she reacts, people have been shouldered by Mo Jingyao.

"Well, what are you doing? You put me down The metaphor is confused and kicks Mo Jingyao.

But she can't kick Mo Jingyao in this position. If she wants to fight him, she can only do it.

Seeing Mo Jingyao carrying her, Yu se pinched his face directly, "you let me down, I don't want to go with you. ANN is still waiting for you in the coffee shop."

She added the word "wait for you", but it's OK that she didn't mention it. As soon as she mentioned it, Mo Jingyao's face became darker, "shut up."

"Well, I'm kind-hearted to introduce you to my girlfriend, and I'll take the trouble to get you off the list. Is it easy for me to be your life-saving benefactor? You're not grateful. You used violence against me. Mo Jingyao, I want to bite you. " Yu se really wants to bite, but her head is carried upside down in front of Mo Jingyao's chest, and she can't bite his face at all.

It's not going to finish biting him in the face.So, the angry metaphor bit Mo Jingyao's shoulder across his clothes.

She bit really hard.

Even my teeth hurt.

But after biting, Mo Jingyao seemed to have no feeling, carrying her to his car.

The black Bugatti stopped there like a wild animal asleep.

In the blink of an eye, she was thrown into the car by Mo Jingyao.

When she reached out to push the door, the lock control had been locked and couldn't be opened at all.

Just as she was about to open the driver's door and rush down, Mo Jingyao had already got on the bus. Without waiting to sit down, she squeezed her slender waist with her big palm.

"What are you doing?"

The next second, the metaphor is pressed on the seat, only to hear a "click" sound, the seat belt buckle.

Then, Bugatti, like a runaway wild horse, went to the road.

The onlookers who passed by the car were scared and scattered.

Yu se can be heard in the car calling Mo Jingyao crazy.

Yu se also thinks Mo Jingyao is crazy.

It's crazy.

"Mo Jingyao, what are you mad about? My friend is in it. I've agreed that I'll see you here and have a cup of coffee. I haven't had lunch yet. How can you take me away like that? " One breath roars, the metaphor color is really annoyed.

Looking back at the direction of the cafe, she was blocked. She couldn't see Yang an sitting in front of the window.

Seeing Mo Jingyao ignore her, she can't get out of the car again, so she has to take out her mobile phone and just dial Yang an. Yang an's call comes.

"An an, I'm sorry. Mo Jingyao is crazy."

"No It's OK, Xiao se. You're busy. I I'm busy with my work, too. " Yang an an there seems to be in a state of shock.

"What's the matter with you? In broad daylight, there won't be ghosts chasing you. How can your voice be wrong? "

"No No, I'm hungry. I ordered a steak, and I won't give you any more ink. You're free. Bye. "

Then, without waiting for the metaphorical response, Yang An'an has hung up.

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