Chapter Forty-Seven: Fight Again
When Mo Wushuang saw Han Mingchao walking towards her, she really sweated.
Because, today she came with curiosity, so she didn't want to quarrel with him.
"He should have passed by my table, not coming towards me. Why did he come towards me? It's good that he doesn't hide from me, and if it weren't for my dad at the airport that day, I'll make sure his camera is gone. ”
The more Mo Wushuang thought about it, the more smug he became, and a self-righteous smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
"What is there about you to be so happy?"
Han Mingchao sat opposite Mo Wushuang without Mo Wushuang's consent.
As soon as Mo Wushuang saw his posture, the fire kept rising again.
"I didn't find any fault, and he took the initiative to send it to the door, which is really strange. However, tonight I want to meet the mysterious man who texted me inexplicably, and I don't know him in general. ”
Mo Wushuang glanced at him a few times, and then said lazily, "Can't I be happy?" However, the moment I saw you, I suddenly felt unhappy. ”
After Mo Wushuang finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, looking unwelcome to Han Mingchao.
Han Mingchao provoked her, and he seemed to be smiling.
"You're waiting for someone, how do you think you're sitting here alone?"
After Han Mingchao finished speaking, he deliberately looked around, but deliberately pretended to be surprised that no one had seen it.
"Hey, I didn't invite you to sit here, you're sitting here in the way, what are you doing? I've made an appointment, they're coming soon, please leave immediately. ”
Mo Wushuang saw that Han Mingchao had no intention of leaving, so he unceremoniously ordered the expulsion.
"Haha, I see that you have been sitting here alone for a long time, so I came to greet you out of politeness, Miss Mo, don't be so rude. ”
Han Mingchao's voice from Miss Mo made Mo Wushuang feel a kind of surprise.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, "How did he know that my surname was Mo? I never told him, my surname was Mo?"
"You recognize the wrong person, right? I don't have the surname Mo, what are you doing here, why don't you leave?"
Mo Wushuang felt strange at the same time, but also denied his surname Mo, and felt that there was no need to entangle with this man, this man even knew her surname Mo, it must be that the person who came was not good, or that the person who came was not simple.
Mo Wushuang was even more curious about him because of his Miss Mo.
Squinting his eyes and carefully looking at him from top to bottom, he found that this man today has a lot of maturity in addition to the free and uninhibited ones he met before.
"Which one is the real pervert? It doesn't look like it today, and it exudes a cold temperament all over its body. ”
To be honest, this kind of temperament is quite attractive to Mo Wushuang, who was born as a designer, and she has always felt that a man's temperament is more important than his face.
This man has both face and temperament, if he hadn't met him in such an unpleasant situation, if he hadn't liked Mo Feiyang in front. Perhaps, Mo Wushuang is really interested in him!
"Have you seen enough of me? You are really an unfilial daughter, and you don't even recognize your ancestors. ”
Han Mingchao said with an evil face.
The speaker is deliberate, and the listener is shrill.
"What? I don't even recognize my ancestors? I'm an unfilial daughter?"
Mo Wushuang was so angry that she almost jumped out of her seat, but her roar had already attracted everyone's attention.
Mo Wushuang realized that he had lost his temper, so he immediately smiled and asked, "Do you know me? What is the basis for you to say that I am an unfilial daughter? Please pay attention to what you say, I am not familiar with you, I don't like to make such jokes." ”
"Am I joking with you? You don't even want to admit your surname Mo, aren't you unfilial daughter?"
Han Mingchao looked at Mo Wushuang's flushed face, and his heart blossomed.
"You, how do you know my surname is Mo?"
At this time, Mo Wushuang no longer denied his surname Mo, but he was very curious about knowing that his surname was Mo.
"I know your surname is Mo, and I know you're waiting for a mysterious man here. ”
Han Mingchao laughed out loud after speaking, which made Mo Wushuang at a loss.
"Who am I waiting for, how does he know? Could it be that he sent those text messages?"
"Who the hell are you, you're investigating me, you're stalking me?"
"Can this information be tracked, can it be investigated?"
Han Mingchao saw her surprised look, and really wanted to snicker in his sleep.
"You, what the hell do you want to do?"
Mo Wushuang was confused by Han Mingchao, and at the same time, all the surprise and anger came to his heart.
"I don't want to do anything, I'm here to make an appointment with your eldest lady!"
Suddenly, Mo Wushuang understood that the person who sent her text message was the pervert in front of her.
"You, how do you have my mobile phone number?
"Your mobile phone number, didn't you give it to me? What can I do? I just want to have a cup of coffee with Miss Mo. ”
Mo Wushuang tried to remember at this time, and he couldn't remember that he had given him his mobile phone number.
Suddenly, Mo Wushuang fell into a constant search for memories, but he couldn't remember when he gave him his mobile phone number.
At this time, Han Mingchao had a wicked smile on his face, and looked at Mo Wushuang gloatingly.
At this time, Mo Wushuang was inexplicable, staring at Han Mingchao angrily, and his eyes did not blink.
The atmosphere of the whole café is still very soft, and the light music constantly surrounds the room, and this corner is already filled with gunsmoke.