"Hey—" Before he could say a word, he was dragged into a Lotus sports car. In the blink of an eye, the car was parked in an open field.

Ye Muyang dragged Mo Xiaobei's hand out of the car, and as soon as Mo Xiaobei's two feet left the ground, Ye Muyang shook off his hand fiercely, but he also controlled his strength, so as not to let Mo Xiaobei fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Rubbing his wrist in pain, Mo Xiaobei looked at Ye Muyang angrily, and opened his mouth with anger: "Ye Muyang, what are you doing?" It's not like you to be angry! ”

Ye Muyang's face turned out to be a little darker than the sky. frowned unhappily and said, "Mo Xiaobei! Are you so short of money? As he spoke, he threw a stack of white paper on Mo Xiaobei's face.

Whew! Hit in the face, it hurts raw. Like a sword, like a sword.

didn't pick it up, Mo Xiaobei just squinted and glanced at it, and then he knew what it was, hooked the corners of his lips and took a step forward, with infinite mockery in his eyes: "What are you doing?" Mr. Ye, I don't think we are so familiar with each other, right? ”

Ye Muyang's face has always been very tight, especially those eyes, which are surging, and they can almost shoot Mo Xiaobei to death on the beach in the next second.

He didn't speak, he just sat down from the ground, and he didn't mind whether it was dirty or not, he just sat casually, with his legs crossed like an old Zen master. Looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees, half sad and half bright, there were a few illusory stars floating on it, fluttering and twinkling, on the pasty interstellar space.

All the time, Mo Xiaobei doesn't believe too much in temperament, it is. Ethereal, but Ye Muyang's posture is lazy and elegant, and it is clearly as beautiful as a painting.

The thick eyelashes are slightly upturned, and the bottom is covered with those deep sea-like eyes, and the corners of the lips are hooked. Even if you don't say a word, you will feel that this man is a natural king.

There is poetry and writing in the belly. It's probably a man like Ye Muyang.

But it can be seen that he is not in a very good mood. Because I saw him tonight, except for the sentence "You come with me." He didn't say a word.

The next action further verified Mo Xiaobei's guess.

Ye Muyang took out two boxes from his pocket, one box with cigarettes and one box with matches.

took out a cigarette and handed it to Mo Xiaobei, she took it generously, because it was not good to wear a skirt today and learn to sit on the ground like Ye Muyang, so she had to take off her shoes and move slowly to the ground, maybe it was a little ridiculous, she saw Ye Muyang's cold eyes dyed with a little smile.

Stared at him with wide eyes. What's so funny!

Ye Muyang didn't care about her impolite behavior, just lowered his head and took out a cigarette from the box, took out a match and gently rubbed it against the edge.

A string of sparks was raised, and he lowered the cigarette to the string of sparks, and when the cigarette butt rose green silk, he slashed into the air. The match, which symbolizes the light of life, is instantly submerged in black.

Pointing to the cigarette in his hand, Mo Xiaobei was helpless: "Wait for me to light it, right?" ”

Ye Muyang suddenly realized, snatched the slender cigarette from Mo Xiaobei's hand and put it in the box, frowned and said, "What kind of cigarette do girls smoke." ”

"......" You are a dick, how do you know my father?

Mo Xiaobei found that in fact, if he didn't do anything else, he just watched Ye Muyang smoke, which was also a kind of enjoyment.

The appearance of his smoking, the fingers pinching the cigarette, the lips swallowing the clouds and spitting mist, the eyes shining in the light and extinguishing, and the elegant ecstasy.

When he finally smoked a cigarette, put out his head on the ground, and stretched out his left hand, Ye Muyang said, "Give me the mobile phone." ”

"What?" Mo Xiaobei tightly guarded his pocket. No matter what she wears, she first has to make sure she has a pocket for her phone, and secondly, she has to keep it on at all times. Because I'm afraid that my sister won't find her when she looks for her.

But never once, my sister called her. But even so, the habit has not changed.

"Cut ......" looked at her nervous appearance, as if he was going to rob her, so he jokingly asked: "I can't rob yet?" ”

"You're not a robbery, what's it?" What Mo Xiaobei said was justified.

"......" gotcha!

didn't be poor with her, and directly threw down her, originally just wanted to take away her mobile phone, but the soft and trembling body under him evoked many of his memories.

He is not too fond of fun, and when it comes to love, he is not as crazy as he is drunk. But after all, he is also a normal man, and he can't help it, and he will find a woman who can play, can afford to play and ensures that his body is clean.

So his purpose has always been not to play around, not to persecute. Thinking about it, these two things are all on Mo Xiaobei, it seems that she is really a goblin-like character. So, today he has a desire, no wonder he, right?

His eyes were blurred, and he was just about to kiss him, but Mo Xiaobei pushed him away, and he was afraid that he would have to suffer for a while with a look of disgust and contempt. What she said was: "It's exactly like Meow said." ”

Ye Muyang, who was rejected, was not annoyed, just curled up on the ground with one leg and the other leg stood on the handle, and asked with some curiosity: "Little meow?" What did she say? ”

So Mo Xiaobei told Ye Muyang what Xiao Meow said that day, and observed Ye Muyang's face while speaking, only to see that his lips were more and more curved, and the smiles in his eyes also gathered together. The first time I heard this version, I was quite happy. ”

Mo Xiaobei was stunned, was she funny?

The cute and cute expression made Ye Muyang feel better, and rubbed Mo Xiaobei's head and said, "A stupid hat." ”

She didn't pay attention, took out her mobile phone, looked at it playfully for a while, and smiled: "Such an old brand is not extinct?" ”

Mo Xiaobei continued to stare at her, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood while enjoying the baptism of Mo Xiaobei's gaze, while entering his mobile phone number and saving. Then give yourself a call.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaobei couldn't see through it.

"Boring. Blind. "It's all said that a woman's heart is a needle, Mo Xiaobei thought to himself, this man's mood seems to be even more difficult to ponder, right?

returned the phone to Mo Xiaobei, grabbed her hand and said, "You are happy with the master, the master will take you to a good place." ”