Mo Yan didn't want to break free.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Wang Chengyou's voice flowed like a whisper.

Mo Yan sighed softly.

"I've been waiting downstairs in your bedroom for a day. From half past nine in the morning until half past seven in the evening, King Kong bought lunch and dinner for me. The moment I finally see you, I'm ......"

Mo Yan turned around: "Why don't you call me and ask me when it's time?" ”

"I'm bent on giving you a big surprise."

"You gave me a big fright."

"I'm sorry. There will be no next time. ”

"Seiyou?"

"Huh?"

"Don't you trust me?"

Wang Chengyou's eyes widened, and he became nervous. Trust is the cornerstone of a good relationship. He would rather she blame him for being impulsive, blame him for being jealous, blame him...... It's good to have a name casually, and he doesn't mind. How could she suspect that he didn't trust her?

"No, it's not. What I don't trust is the writer. He's scheming, he doesn't have a so-called date at all, I suspect he-" Wang Chengyou hurriedly stopped, and Mo Yangang's softened face stinked again.

"I don't want to quarrel with you, it's not appropriate for us to talk again tonight. Go back. ”

Mo Yan broke free from Wang Chengyou's hand that grabbed her hand with a resolute attitude. Wang Chengyou didn't dare to stay, so he had to watch her back go farther and farther.

A fist slammed into the dark green leather single sofa that Jin had just added. I bought this because Ma Jiajia said he didn't even have a comfortable chair here. King Kong was not convinced, and immediately drove Ma Jiajia straight to Red Star Macalline, and she must try to sit on a sofa that she was most satisfied with.

The reason for this is that his bedroom doesn't allow anyone to be picky! Either pat the fussy person flat, or satisfy the fussy person. As for which policy to choose, it all depends on his mood at the time.

He was ...... He was obviously faintly angry at the time, why did he choose to satisfy her? Regarding this puzzle, King Kong chooses to ignore it.

Although the sofa is soft, because the core is the wooden frame and spring of the traditional sofa, Wang Chengyou's hand obviously did not take any advantage. He shook his hands back and forth, irritably moving around the room.

"King Kong, why was Mo Yan blinded by the writer?"

King Kong moved his gaze from the sofa where Wang Chengyou had been beaten to the person who asked the question: "I think Wenhao is not bad, he took a punch from you coldly, neither backhand nor scolding." Quite a gentleman. ”

Wang Chengyou's eyes flashed with surprise.

He suddenly figured out a problem: he can't expect anyone to be as smart as him, and he can't easily see the substance through appearances, he has to show evidence.

Just do it, Wang Chengyou made a phone call to Wenhao: "Are you too idle?" Aren't you the prospective president of Sifa Group? Why did you chase girls to Shanghai? ”

The tepid voice of the writer came slowly: "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"Don't pretend to be confused, you and I are both understanding people. You just admit it, you are chasing Mo Yan and attracting Mo Yan's attention, so you asked for any design drafts. ”

"Are you paranoid?"

"It's a man, why can't he be honest? If you have to be so secretive when chasing a girl, it really makes me wonder if you have low self-esteem. You and I both know that you didn't go on a blind date at all, and you didn't meet so many strange blind dates. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Wang Chengyou: "%¥#@!" ”

Wenhao: "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

No matter how Wang Chengyou exposes him and stimulates him, he will always have only one sentence - "I don't know what you're talking about".

The conspiracy was revealed. Wang Chengyou ended the call in a fit of rage, and at the same time ended secretly recording.

King Kong looked at the king in his mind with a sad face. To be honest, he had never seen Wang eat deflated.

Wang Chengyou threw himself on the sofa that King Kong bought newly, and King Kong tightened his heart.

Wang Chengyou, who was unwilling to sit still, made another phone call to Mo Yan.

I didn't expect it, but I didn't expect it to ring three times, and Mo Yan took it.

"Yan, my heart is so painful. Can you have less dealings with writers for my sake? ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Really, I'm afraid he's snatching you away. I suspect he has a backup group, and I'm alone. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Yan, I may not be right, but I am already suspicious and unable to extricate myself, you have the right to take pity on me and promise me, okay?"

"Okay."

Wang Chengyou couldn't help but be overjoyed! Mo Yan agreed to him! It turns out that solving the problem is so simple!

"I promise you not to see him alone in private."

Wang Chengyou was overjoyed when he heard this.

Mo Yan hasn't finished speaking: "However, he opened a new studio in Shanghai, mainly doing old bungalow renovation projects. I had the opportunity to be a part of it. I'm very interested in this, you should support me, right? ”

Wang Chengyou's heart was instantly hit by wind and rain.

"I changed from art to design, and my aesthetic ability is still a little bit, but my calculation, logic, and spatial imagination skills are not strong, and industrial design is too limited for me, so I want to choose interior design as my junior major. Seung-woo, you should be supporting me, right? ”

What can Wang Chengyou say? I support you in choosing interior design, but I don't support you to follow the writer to do interior design?

"Did he invite you to join?" Wang Chengyou's voice could not hide the loss.

"Yes." This is a fact, and Mo Yan doesn't want to lie.

"He must have set up such a studio to increase the chances of meeting you."

"I thank you for your rich thinking, life is not only love, but also work, study, meaning...... Too much else. ”

"You're going to choose me, you're in love with me, aren't you?" Wang Chengyou interrupted Mo Yan.

"What did you say?" Mo Yan, who only cared about expounding his heart, didn't understand it for a while.

"Between me and the writer, you will choose me, you love me in your heart, don't you?"

"Yes." Mo Yan replied clearly.

Wang Chengyou, who has been irritable, resisting, and struggling, suddenly became honest: "Okay." I'm sticking with you. My heart just hurts at the thought of losing you. Mo Yan, I love you. ”

On the other end of the phone, Mo Yan's tears rushed out without warning: "What do you want!" You won't lose mine. ”

The two of them held their mobile phones, neither of them spoke again, and their faces were full of tenderness and sweetness.

King Kong gently stroked the dark green leather sofa.

After a long time, the phone was hot, and the two like-minded people finally hung up the phone.

King Kong glanced at Wang Chengyou again and again, and looked forward to Ai Ai: "Wang, in the future, can you not sit on this sofa?" ”

Wang Chengyou hurriedly rubbed twice on the sofa: "Reason? ”

"This is for Ma Jiajia."

Wang Chengyou stood up and stayed away from the sofa: "Are you in love?" ”

"Nope!"

"It's hard-mouthed!"

"Not really!"

"Come less!"

"Not really!"

Wang Chengyou, who encountered the third wave of "repeaters", decided not to be polite this time. He went up and down, sneaked up and left, and soon got into a fight with King Kong. For a while, pillows and air conditioners were flying together.