Zhou Mo took back the sunglasses in her hand, put them on, and through the clean lenses, her deep gaze fell on Yan An's body, and her voice was clean and clear: "Yan An, go to Baidu, how difficult it is to make a very reasonable person emotional." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info rational men are willing to let sensibility override reason for you, I preliminarily conclude: he has been carried away. ”

The black sedan carrying Zhou Mo quickly blended into the traffic, and when Yan An wanted to pursue it, there was no trace.

When he got home from work, Yan An was still confused.

For her sake, he wants to be sensual? What does sensuality do? She remembered that she had never asked him for anything......

What's wrong with him?

Then again, isn't she a little self-inflicted?! It's better not to think about it. But...... Such a thought hovered in her mind for a long time, making her heart flutter: Today's Zhou Mo is not like the Zhou Mo she knows.

Another synonym for sensuality is the madness of abandoning reason.

Yan An called Zhang Zhang. Trying to get the answers she desperately wanted to know from people close to him - she found that she desperately wanted to know all, all, everything about Zhou Mo.

Will there be a day when we will no longer have to be so pretentious - one look at each other will understand each other's next move, or what they really think at that moment?

But he didn't want to, Zhang Zhang asked with a smile: "Isn't it a little strange?" Since it's a question he threw at you, why don't you just call him for an answer?! Haven't you integrated into the identity of "Zhou Mo's girlfriend" yet?! You can ask willfully! You can ask directly! ”

- Your girlfriend has a lot of thoughts and a very weak personality. Seeing the words written on the paper handed over by Zhang Zhang, Zhou Mo bent the corners of his mouth as if he had nothing to do with it.

Hearing that he didn't speak, Zhang Zhang smiled and changed his words: "And avoiding Mr. Zhou like this will make Mr. Zhou very sad - maybe, he is waiting for you to ask!" Do you know who's the most boring/in your world? The smile grew.

At this time, Zhang Zhang was suddenly glanced at by Zhou Mo on the opposite side of the white leather sofa with an expressionless face and an extraordinarily cold eye.

But he had no fear in that direction, sticking out his tongue.

Yan An opened his mouth, and in the end, he had to sigh helplessly, "If you know, you might as well tell me." Don't worry, in front of Zhou Mo, I will pretend not to know. Well, I'm not going to hit your little report in front of him. ”

Zhang Zhang smiled in confusion: "What kind of little report can you hit me in front of him?" ”

Yan An said without thinking too much: "You said that he was stuffy/sassy/ah!" ”

Zhang Zhang raised his hand, wiped the black line from the corner of his forehead, and said, "It turns out that you know Mr. Zhou, stuffy/sassy." ”

The man who was called sullen in front of him finally frowned impatiently, took a pillow and walked towards Zhang Zhang. Zhang Zhang's eyes widened, and he said to the phone: "You are curious, you can't sleep if you don't know, okay, let me tell you, Zhou Mo is waiting for your call, I can only say this, please ......" cut off the phone, and at the same time his face was covered mercilessly by a pillow!

Zhang Zhang waved his arms and legs in embarrassment, his face under the pillow was flushed, and he wanted to squeeze out the word "murder", but he was strangled by the invisible force.

I only heard Mr. Zhou's voice faintly: "Don't worry, I won't be ...... in the matter of murdering you." A little stuffy/sassy, I will use a very hot/hot way to make it easy for you to understand: you are dying. ”

"No...... Ahem!!!!! ”

Zhou Mo finally let go of him, raised his chin, and the hidden nobility was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Zhang Zhang stuck out his tongue, "Ha~" "Ha~" a few times, at this moment, he said that he was not like a puppy, and no one believed it.

This breath was barely relieved. Zhou Mo sat back in his place satisfied, his legs folded, a very bad smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Zhang Zhang, what he showed was the appearance of a child after his prank succeeded.

It is rumored that this man is a man who rejects people thousands of miles away, always gentle, always mild and indifferent. What is mild indifference? When an indifferent person looks at you, you will accuse him of being indifferent, but Zhou Mo looks at you and makes you feel indifferent, but you can't blame it.

Gentle indifference, like detachment and politeness, makes people feel uncomfortable, but they can never be faulted.

Who would have thought that the real him would be so changeable.

"Ahh ”

Zhou Mo looked at Zhang Zhang quietly, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, at this moment, he was more like a spectator who stayed out of the matter, it seemed that it was only because he was bored that he was here to watch Zhang Zhang's performance and listen to Zhang Zhang's lines.

Zhang Zhang was too deep into the play, as if he wanted to say everything: "You want to take her to see the old lady, isn't it just a matter of one sentence!!!! ”

"Are you afraid that she will reject you? Will you be afraid? Can you not be joking! ”

Zhou Mo touched his chin, such an ordinary action, he did it to the fullest.

"What are you thinking about right now?" Zhang Zhang asked curiously as he watched his movements.

Zhou Mo met his eyes and smiled faintly: "No, I'm not thinking, I'm just introspecting." ”

"What?"

"I shouldn't talk about love with someone who has no experience in love, he doesn't understand my real troubles at all."

"......" Zhang Zhang wanted to beat Zhou Mo to death. He has no experience in love, so he blames him, who told him not to give him time to fall in love! He is crushed by him every day like a cow that can't stop.

He sat down on the couch sullenly: "Then what are your real troubles?" ”

Zhou Mo's dark eyes are deep, no woman will agree to the marriage proposal of a man who has just been dating. No, maybe there is. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as flash marriage in this world.

However, among these people, Yan An is definitely not included.

It's a pity, he leaned back in his chair, his eyes were far away, perhaps, he was: afraid - to be - rejected - .

And the truth is: the picture that people are most worried about is often the reality they are about to face.

……

On Valentine's Day.

Yan An and Zhou Mo were walking on the path, and the French plane trees on both sides looked very quiet. Under the dim street lamps, their atmosphere is extremely warm.

The girl selling roses, with two pigtails, looked no more than nineteen years old. I was squeezed into a pillar by three men with flowers in their hands, about twenty years old.

Suddenly seeing such a picture, Yan An and Zhou Mo were very calm, and they stepped forward quietly-one of the male voices sounded extremely disgusting.

"Taking your money is to give you face, and you still want money? Beauty, you see, we're all about the same age, okay to make friends? ”

When passing by this scene, Yan An sighed with emotion: "From ancient times to the present, there is no shortage of hooligans/hooligans. ”

Her decibel is neither big nor small, and it just happens to be caught by the hooligans in her mouth.

Until the hooligans blocked her way, the corners of her mouth were still the unwavering arc, looking around and not looking at them. It's as if someone else was stopped, not her.

In fact, the truth is: she has always avoided touching dirty things with her eyes.

The girl who sold flowers finally changed her target, and she didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, she turned around and ran, and after a while, she disappeared into the vast night.

Zhou Mo smiled at the coldness of human nature.