No matter how Rao introduced Luo Lin'er, three big words flashed through Mo Yan's mind: I don't know! Fortunately, Luo Lin'er also knew Mo Yan Song's face blindness and personality, and no longer entangled him, and took Bai Junyan to the box she had booked, "Brother Mo, let's go first." Bai Junyan was caught by Luo Lin'er. Pulling, but glanced at Jun Xiaowei, Mo Yange's face turned black immediately.
"I'm waiting for your news. Don't forget to reply to me." I don't know if Bai Junyan deliberately provoked Mo Yan Song, ignoring the murderousness of Mo Yan Song, and especially instructed Jun Xiaowei. Mo Yan Ge's gaze became more and more permeating, full of danger. This man is so tired of life, he dared to laugh at his attention. Mo Yange had already begun to figure out how to retaliate against Bai Junyan. If Mo Yan Ge is a tyrant who lived in ancient times, perhaps Bai Junyan is a pile of bones at this moment.
Mo Yange stared at Bai Junyan's back, as if trying to stare at him out of a hole, neither could jealous men nor possessive men. Especially Mo Yan Ge, a patient with high IQ who has no bottom line except for those who care. "You are mine." Mo Yange held Jun Xiaowei's hand tightly again. Jun Xiaowei didn't notice the abnormality of Mo Yange, but thought that his temper was too weird, sometimes good and bad. The speed of this face change is about to catch up with the Rockets.
The eyes of the strange song that did not get Jun Xiaowei's response are full of storms, Xiaoer, you better not want to run away from me, or I'm afraid I can't help ruining you. Whether it is the indifferent first personality or the rebellious second personality, they have a kind of almost paranoid madness towards Jun Xiaowei. It can be said that this is the paranoid attribute they hide. It will happen at any time.
"Isn't talking about eating? Why are you holding me standing here?" Jun Xiaowei no longer cares about other people's opinions, and can't resist the naked eyeballs of others. She really doesn't like such intense gaze. "Okay, let's go eat." Mo Yange finally took back his thoughts. There is nothing more important than laughter. He can pet her, love her, and do everything for her without hesitation, he thought, but the premise of all this is that Jun Xiaowei belongs to him and she is by his side.
There are not many people in the world who are crazy about love, and Mo Yan Song is one of them. There is a kind of person whose life spans at a glance. He recognizes her and only wants her. Whether he is paranoid or crazy, there is only one Jun Xiaowei worthy of Mo Yan Song for her at all costs. If she loves him, then it is fortunate, if she does not love him, it will ruin the world without hesitation. Because he is an apostle of love, he has long been imprisoned by love.
After a full meal, Mo Yange sent Jun Xiaowei back to school. Mo Yange looked at Jun Xiaowei's back and entered the dormitory, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, "Mo Li. What happened to what I asked you to do?" "Master, it's all done." Mo Li said on the other end, "Well, for the time being, I will deal with it when I come back." Mo Yange continued. "Yes, Lord. By the way, Lord, your tutor is here in China. When will he ask me to greet you for treatment?"
Mo Yange looked at the direction of Jun Xiaowei's departure, "I'm as soon as possible." It was originally for Jun. Xiaowei only returned to China, and now he found her, he still cured the disease first. It has to be said that Mr. Mo, who is aloof, is also very afraid that Jun Xiaowei dislikes him is a fine point. Both of his personalities are clearly aware of the existence of each other, and there is no harm to the body. However, the figure of Jun Xiaowei appeared in his dream. He began to dislike himself. His smile deserves the most perfection in the world. s things.