Chapter 297: How Can Night Sour Be So Excessive (Plus More)
It's just that she only experienced this taste for a second, and a certain man leaned over again and kissed her on the lips, and then ......
Roll away her cake.
Qiao Moyi: !!
When a small piece of cake appeared on the fork again, Qiao Mo didn't move.
"Open your mouth."
Ye Shenmo saw that she didn't open her mouth anymore, and frowned slightly.
Qiao Mo started with a proud face.
"Open your mouth!"
Ye Shenmo was a little anxious.
"You can't ...... night sour Hmmm......"
Before he could finish his words, the little cake had already appeared in his mouth.
Then, the next second was in his mouth.
It's too much, it's too much!
Qiao Moyi covered her mouth.
"Ye Shenmo, I'm angry if you do this again, you want to eat it yourself, I won't eat it!"
Qiao Mo was about to leave as soon as her feet landed, but Ye Shenmo quickly grabbed her and forced her to sit down.
"You can't be so sour, you're going to lose me like this."
Ye Shenmo frowned.
Just a few bites of a small cake to lose her?
"Qiao Tiantian~~~"
Qiao Moyi: !!
"Open your mouth ~~~"
"Ah~~"
Qiao Mo's face gradually darkened, and she really wanted to slap it.
"Just one last bite."
Qiao Mo took a step back.
Ye Shenmo thought for a while, then nodded.
Then, I ate the sweet cake again.
Wow, it's so delicious, it's so delicious that you want to set off fireworks?
It's no wonder that people say that food should not be disappointed, and there is a reason for that.
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Soon, she couldn't eat the little cake.
"If you can't finish eating, here you go."
As soon as Qiao Mo stretched out his hand, he pushed the small cake in front of him in front of Ye Shenmo, and then stood up from the stool.
Just took two steps, Ye Shenmo bent over to be a princess hug.
"Yikes!"
Qiao Mo was startled.
"Don't you know that it's cold on the ground? How do you know what to hug in the old house? Don't know now? ā
Qiao Moyi: ......
Is he addicted?
The butler was about to enter the dining room, and after seeing such a sweet interaction between the two of them, he immediately withdrew.
Oh, his old eyes, oh, his second master's painting style is getting more and more wrong.
"I'm going upstairs."
Qiao Mo ordered to go down, if someone hugs you, you don't have to walk, it's good.
It's just that the price is a bit expensive.
As for the price, it was a dead night exercise and a sore back the next day.
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After lunch the next day, Qiao Moyi was ready to go to C University for class.
The weather in Kyoto is strange, and if you say it's cold, it's cold and it's hot.
She didn't even know what to wear to go out.
At the gate of University Cāā
Qiao Moyi didn't expect that she would meet this person before she entered the school.
I didn't find her all over the street last time, but this time, she took the initiative to appear in front of her.
This is her biological mother, Qiao Yanlan, who was seriously ill and "died" when she was ten years old.
"Mo."
After Qiao Yanlan saw Qiao Moyi, she immediately stepped forward with tears in her eyes.
Qiao Mo took two steps back, her face full of coldness.
"Xiaomo, are you hiding from me?"
Qiao Moyi didn't speak.
"I had a hard time leaving you, I didn't know that your father would treat you like that, you have suffered all these years."
Qiao Yanlan doesn't look like a person in her forties at all, she is very well raised, wearing a famous brand, and a typical lady's dress.
It seems that she has lived well abroad over the years.
"Are you hating me?"
Qiao Mo looked at her expressionlessly: "Why did you leave so much trouble in the first place?" ā
All she wanted to know was this, and as for the feelings, they were all gone the moment she knew she wasn't dead.