Mo Dye stopped, flipped out his phone and called Jun Ye.

The other party answered almost in seconds, and the man's magnetic and beautiful voice came out of the mobile phone: "Dye, is there something wrong with me?" ”

"Hmm... It's nothing, it's just that I'm going to go to the art exhibition with Qingqing later, so I won't go to the company to deliver lunch. ”

"Well, that's good." Jun Ye was a little unhappy, but he agreed.

There's no way, what else can your daughter-in-law do, spoil it.

"Okay, then I'll hang up." After Mo Ran hung up the phone decisively, he looked at Shangyue Qing with a smile.

"Dyeing, if you want me to say, it's better for you to follow Jun Shao, people want to have good looks, they want to have a figure, they want power to have power, and most importantly, he has zero scandals and no heterossex! The body and mind are absolutely clean, and you are satisfied. ”

"Then how are you and Jun Han?" Mo Dye didn't answer Yueqing's question, but tilted his head and asked with a shallow smile, his eyes clear.

Yue Qingman glanced at her with resentment, her face was dyed with a touch of crimson, and she said a little angrily: "I get angry when I mention him, that man is a bastard hooligan!" ”

kissing her and molesting her at every turn, he is simply a big hooligan!

"Then do you hate him?"

Yueqing immediately quieted down, to be honest, she really didn't hate Jun Han, and even liked it a little.

Yueqing was suddenly a little annoyed, couldn't figure it out, and simply stopped thinking about it, and walked out with Mo Ran.

"Dye, let's go, it's too late to wait."

Ink Dye blinked, his pink lips slowly curled, and his light voice dispersed into the air with the wind.

"Qingqing, you like him."

Yueqing paused and chose to be silent, but her heart was not as calm as she appeared.

"Oh yes, does Shen Qing want to come with us?" Mo Ran suddenly asked her.

"She said she had something to do today, so she won't come." Yueqing has a heartfelt way.

The curvature of the smile on the ink stained lips remained unchanged, and he did not speak again.

In the afternoon art exhibition, Yueqing looked absent-mindedly, the ink dye was in her eyes, she didn't say anything, and her pink lips were slightly curved.

It seems that this plane is coming to an end soon.

At the end, Yueqing looked at Mo Ran with a firm gaze and said to Mo Ran, "Dye Dye, I think I know what to do, thank you." ”

"No, I don't." After all, this is also her task.

The two said goodbye at the intersection, and Mo Ran took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Jun Ye.

Ink Dye: I've finished watching the exhibition, can you come and pick me up?

Jun Ye: Where is it?

Inkdye smiled and sent his position over.

Jun Ye: Good, don't run while standing, wait for me.

The ink dye took away the phone, the warm wind blew the girl's dress, and the eyes shone like glass.

The words that Yueqing said when he left suddenly appeared in his mind.

The corners of the girl's lips were hooked, with some inexplicable sarcasm, and her eyes were as thin and cold as the first snow.

Do you like it? This kind of relationship is a bit superficial, and it is not suitable for her......

After all, she is just a passer-by in this plane, and he is just a spectator to her, just a passer-by after all.

However, in my heart, there was a slight feeling of stuffiness.

A faint mist crossed Mo Ran's eyes, fleeting, and then he peeled a candy paper of toffee with an expressionless face, the rich milk flavor overflowed between his lips and teeth, and his irritable mood calmed down a lot.

The fine warm light sprinkled on the girl's body, the corners of the girl's lips were chuckling, and the slightly drooping long eyelashes covered the emotions in her eyes, quiet and beautiful like an angel.

Many passers-by were stunned, and looked at the girl in a daze.

However, things happened suddenly.

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I'm sorry, it's a little late, I'm sorry~ But I even believe that all the donors are so cute, it shouldn't be counted...... The pen is a refill, touch the head