In the small talk between the two, time flies.

When the arrival of the flight arrived in the hall, Mo Yan and Kale stood up together.

Kale was surprised: "Your classmate is also on this flight?" ”

Mo Yan nodded and said, "This is really a coincidence, maybe my classmate and your aunt will sit together......"

Cabbage pouted and said: "Do your big dreams, my aunt is full of charms, when will there be a flower messenger by your side, and it will be your classmate's turn?" ”

Obviously, she didn't know that the classmate in Mo Yan's mouth was actually a girl, and thought it was a stinky man covered in stinky sweat and with an obscene face.

Mo Yan especially likes to tease this girl, and said with a smile: "You are all called auntie, even if you have all kinds of charms, you can't change the fate of yesterday's yellow flower." ”

Kale glared at him angrily and said, "My aunt is just over thirty, what is yesterday's yellow flower?" ”

The two of them argued as they walked down the hall.

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Ten minutes later, Mo Yan finally saw the ears of wheat that he hadn't seen for more than half a year.

Looking at the girl who was looking around, as if she was looking for someone, Mo Yan took a deep breath, and suddenly felt some inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Not far away, the girl bit her lip and frowned slightly, as if she was a little worried that someone had forgotten her flight.

The girl wore a pale cyan trench coat, blue jeans, and canvas shoes, perhaps because she didn't want to make someone too proud, so she changed her white shirt into a thin spring shirt before going out.

But for women, this spring shirt with excellent elasticity can best outline the alluring lines.

The girl looked around, occasionally tiptoeing, and the curves became more and more attractive...... attracted the surrounding men to stop, and their eyes were shining.

On occasions like the airport, there is never a shortage of all kinds of beauties, natural beauty, acquired artificial, youthful, beautiful, and sexy...... It's always a feast for your eyes.

But such a beautiful girl is still rare.

The beauty of the girl is not only her face and figure, but also her complexion, which is like snow on the mountain, like tender onion white.

If it weren't for the obvious Oriental face, I'm afraid most people would think that she has Western roots.

In the aesthetics of the Orientals, there is known as the argument of 'one white cover and three ugly'. When commenting on a girl's appearance, whether the skin tone is fair or not often accounts for the main factor. If you make the skin color of the Oriental people ten, the girl in the trench coat in front of you is obviously the kind of 'ten-point girl' that is hard to find.

In Mo Yan's words, how much money does this have to save......

There were other people around Mai Sui, an equally beautiful, but slightly older woman, standing behind Mai Sui. Behind them, three men who were clearly carrying bags were watching out for the guys who were taking random pictures with their phones.

The men of this century are probably the happiest men since the beginning of mankind, because they can always put the beautiful women they meet on the road into the camera and take them home to enjoy them......

Mai Sui and the women around her seemed to be accustomed to this kind of scene, turning a blind eye to the blazing gaze of the thief.

The two women stood together like a pair of sisters.

"Look, that's my aunt!"

Cabbage suddenly cheered and jumped up and down to the woman beside Mai Sui.

Mo Yan couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart that this was really a coincidence......

Because of the cheers of the cabbage, the eyes of the ears of wheat were attracted and fell on Mo Yan's body.

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and her feet moved involuntarily, but after taking two steps, she suddenly stopped. Then he tilted his head and looked at Mo Yan with a smile.

Mo Yan stepped forward with a smile, opened his arms, and said with a smile: "Hug one?" ”

Looking at the familiar smile in front of him, Mai Sui felt that her eyes suddenly moistened.

She bit her lip slightly, lightly punched Mo Yan's chest, and then generously threw herself into the chest that made her think about it......

Smelling the girl's body fragrance, at this moment, Mo Yan felt that his heart was particularly calm.

It's not that he doesn't know Mai Sui's feelings for him, and it's not that he doesn't like this girl. But things in the world never change because of people's will, in the years with the wheat ear, he was moved, emotional, but as soon as he remembered that he might not live to graduate from college, the full of feelings immediately became cold......

At this moment, neither of them was willing to speak.

After hugging for about ten seconds, Mo Yan reluctantly let go of the ears of wheat.

"What the hell!" Mai Sui, who was let go by Mo Yan, suddenly exclaimed: "You guy, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, why have you become handsome?" ”

Got handsome?

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. A golden lotus is born in the bitter sea, and it changes not only ability, but also body and temperament. After being tempered by True Qi, his body shape became more symmetrical, his skin was more elastic, his eyes were as clear as water, and his temperament became more and more calm.

"What the hell!"

As soon as the exclamation of the ear of wheat fell, another exclamation came from the side.

Cabbage came over at some point, affectionately held the woman she called her aunt, glared at Mo Yan and said, "You guy, you are actually Sister Maisui's classmate?" ”

Mai Suiqi said: "Cabbage, do you know Mo Yan?" ”

Kale said: "Yes, I only met a few days ago. Just now he said that he would pick up his classmates at the airport, and I thought he was a stinky man. Ah, Sister Mai Sui, why are you classmates with this guy? This man is necrotic......"

Looking at the two startled women, Mo Yan couldn't help but remember that someone once said that there would be no more than six people between you and any stranger. Looking at the scene in front of him, he could only sigh, Siren is honest and does not deceive me......

"Mai Sui, this is Mo Yan?" Kale's aunt asked Mai Sui with a smile.

This is a beautiful woman dressed stylishly, and if it weren't for the fact that Kale had said that she was thirty years old, just by her appearance, you would definitely think that she was twenty-seven or eight at most. However, if you look closely, you will see that she has a kind of air that neither ears of wheat nor kale have. And this kind of style needs years to accumulate, it only belongs to the kind of mature women who have seen prosperity, seen people's hearts, and drank spirits.

"Yes, it's this guy......" Mai Sui smiled, pulled Mo Yan's sleeve, and said, "Let me introduce you, this is the choreographer of our group, Qiu Wanqing." ”

Mo Yan smiled: "Is that the one who dragged you to hang yourself?" ”

Mai Sui glared at him, turned his head to Qiu Wanqing and said, "Sister Wanqing, don't mind, this guy is used to being open-mouthed." ”

Qiu Wanqing smiled: "What do you have to mind?" Talented people often have true temperament. If you don't have a true temperament, I'm afraid you won't be able to write that ancient and modern women's theory! ”

After a slight pause, she stretched out her hand to Mo Yan and said, "Come, great talent, let's get to know each other officially." In the meantime, thank you for doing us a great favor. ”

Kale secretly tugged at Mai Sui's sleeve and asked, "Sister Mai Sui, was that woman's treatise written by Mo Yan?" ”

Mai Sui nodded and said, "Yes, he dictated, and I recorded it." ”

Kale was surprised: "Wow, I really didn't expect this guy to be an all-round talent!" ”

Mai Sui was stunned and said, "What kind of civil and military all-rounder?" ”

"Don't you know?" Kale said: "This guy has practiced...... Such a large stone shatters with a slight pinch, like pinching tofu. ”

Kale stretched out her hands and gestured vigorously.

Mai Sui's expression became a little strange......

Dead monk, how many things are you hiding from me!;