After calming down, Zheng Xiujing looked at Yang Mo with a complicated face, just when she was excited to cross the line, Yang Mo came to her side silently, looking at her with a smile, now think about it, how could Yang Mo fall in that kind of place, if he fell so easily, how could he overcome so many difficulties.
"You ......"
"You won, I'll invite you for lunch, please eat big lobster, super big."
Yang Mo made a big gesture with his hand, and the exaggerated expression made Zheng Xiujing laugh.
"Let's ......"
Yang Mo looked at Zheng Xiujing calmly, took her hand and said, "Let's skate together." ” "Inside."
Zheng Xiujing replied in a low voice, the current atmosphere is a little ambiguous, which makes people unconsciously substitute emotions.
The two held hands in the ice pool and walked side by side, occasionally turning around and waving their arms, like two elegant swans, enjoying the freedom on the ice freely.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Yang Mo turned around and came to Zheng Xiujing, put his arm around her waist with one hand, looked down at her, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers.
The staff who had been waiting for a long time immediately started playing music, Zheng Xiujing looked at Yang Mo in surprise, she didn't expect Yang Mo to use such a way at all.
Yang Mo looked at her with a smile: "Let's dance a dance, we don't seem to have danced like this together." ” In the romantic music, Yang Mo put his hands around Zheng Xiujing's waist, and Zheng Xiujing put her arms on Yang Mo's shoulders, not thinking about anything, just following Yang Mo's movements, gliding freely.
Gradually, Zheng Xiujing's face leaned against Yang Mo's chest, and the speed continued to increase under Yang Mo's control, Yang Mo seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him, obviously sliding backwards, but as if he was facing forward, avoiding all obstacles, sometimes jumping, sometimes turning around, and then turning sideways in extreme speed, hooking Zheng Xiujing's waist and pressing her underneath.
Yang Mo covered the whole scene, so no one came to disturb them, just when the time was up, the two drove away and went to the restaurant that Yang Mo had booked.
Occasional surprises ensure the enthusiasm of life, so that Zheng Xiujing does not feel that being with Yang Mo is boring, they can be happy and free together, they can run around, travel everywhere, they can stay at home and watch TV, play with mobile phones, or tease each other, and they can call a large group of friends to party.
Of course, quarrels are indispensable, Zheng Xiujing has a lot of little tempers, and Yang Mo sometimes has a very cold feeling, but every time Yang Mo will coax her back in various ways, whether it is good words or food temptation, as long as it works, Yang Mo is very patient with the people or things he likes.
Fortunately, Zheng Xiujing knows how to control the scale, she is affectionate and sad, and her little temper has become a more vivid seasoning.
In the busyness, Yang Mo finally ushered in a rare rest time, these days things are magical, every day in addition to filming is to deal with all kinds of documents, everything seems to be piled together, but he still has to deal with it, which makes Yang Mo have to yawn while doing all the work, and now he finally has free time, go directly to the bed, and fall asleep deeply.
In the dream, he seemed to have come to that dark place again. …… The morning sun was shining, a ray of sunshine broke through Zheng Xiujing's dreamland, and when she woke up, Zheng Xiujing let out a comfortable moan, lay on the bed and was stunned for a moment, sat up suddenly, rubbed her messy hair, picked up her mobile phone and looked at the time, nine o'clock in the morning.
It's strange, why didn't Yang Mo come to me to run?
Zheng Xiujing was a little puzzled, she woke up at five o'clock in the morning, but she didn't wait for Yang Mo to call her, so she simply lay down and continued to sleep.
After cleaning up, Zheng Xiujing went out with her bag as usual, and then as if she was returning to her own home, she entered the password, opened the door, threw the bag on the sofa, looked around, and found no trace of Yang Mo.
Kitchen?
Absence.
Zheng Xiujing stepped on the stairs and went downstairs, not in the kitchen, so she basically exercised or carved on the first floor.
"Sure enough, it's here."
Zheng Xiujing looked at Yang Mo sitting in front of her, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she was really carving.
Looking at Yang Mo, who seemed to be unconscious, Zheng Xiujing's eyes rolled, and she suddenly stood on tiptoe, approached quietly, and then suddenly shouted behind him: "Hey!
” "Hahaha, scared, Yang Mo, what are you carving?"
Zheng Xiujing sat down next to Yang Mo with a smile on her face and looked up at him.
Without any answer, Yang Mo lowered his head and carved a wood carving, as if there was no one sitting next to him.
"Yang Mo?"
Zheng Xiujing looked at him suspiciously, and got closer again.
This action seemed to attract Yang Mo's attention, he turned his head, looked at her indifferently, put down the carving knife in his hand, and stretched out his index finger to push her away on Zheng Xiujing's forehead.
"You're too close."
Zheng Xiujing, who was pushed to the ground, looked at Yang Mo with a stunned expression, she couldn't believe that Yang Mo would treat her like this, not only did she not want her to get close, but also pushed her down with her fingers, this kind of thing would not be done even to a strange woman, but it was done to her.
"Yang Mo, you......
Is there something you're hiding from me?
Zheng Xiujing expected Yang Mo to say what she wanted to hear, but what responded to her was indifference, Yang Mo still lowered his head and carved intently, forgetting about me again.
Seeing Yang Mo's eyes, Zheng Xiujing was sure that this was not the Yang Mo she knew, and Yang Mo would never have such indifferent eyes.
"Don't you like me anymore, Yang Mo, do you have someone else!"
"It turns out that you really have someone, it turns out that you ......"
"You're his girlfriend, but not mine."
Yang Mo, who had been silent, suddenly said.
Well?
The tears in his eyes were stopped by Yang Mo's sudden words, what strange words did he say?
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Zheng Xiujing looked at Yang Mo, waiting for his next explanation, but Yang Mo sat on the ground as if he had finished speaking, with only wood carvings left in his eyes.
"What do you say?"
She was answered by the sound of wood being cut under the blade.
"Ah, what do you mean!
Are you trying to break up?
” Zheng Xiujing is about to explode, stinky Yang Mo, ignore me like this again, I won't ignore you anymore!
Thinking about it, she got up and walked outside, but as soon as she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yang Mo.
What kind of trick is this guy playing?
It's strange, is he sick again?
Yang Mo put down the carved wood carving in his hand, brushed the sawdust on his body, got up and walked upstairs, as if it was nothing, incompatible with the real feeling around him.
Zheng Xiujing followed Yang Mo into the kitchen with doubts, watched him wash a tomato, and when he bit it, the bright red juice flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his tongue licked it all into his mouth.
Yang Mo didn't seem to be satisfied with solving a tomato in three or two bites, then picked up the second one, thought about it, and directly took out a whole bag of tomatoes, washed them and put them on a plate, and sat down at the dining table, with a full pot of tomatoes in front of him, and a large glass of milk at hand, and he was happy to eat a mouthful of tomatoes and a mouthful of milk.
Is it really that delicious?
Zheng Xiujing reached out to take the tomato in front of Yang Mo suspiciously.
What are you doing!
Yang Mo stared at Zheng Xiujing vigilantly, and protected the tomatoes and milk very protectively.
"Mo, isn't it just a tomato, as for protecting food like this, if you don't eat it, you won't eat it, I'm not rare!"
Zheng Xiujing shouted angrily, sat on the chair in front of Yang Mo with her arms crossed, pouting and ignoring Yang Mo.
In fact, this is completely unnecessary, because Yang Mo has completely fallen into the taste of tomatoes, eating tomatoes and drinking milk in large gulps, as if everything else has nothing to do with it.
After eating and drinking, Yang Mo finally began to speak: "I know you, Zheng Xiujing." ” Zheng Xiujing only felt a few green tendons on her forehead, you don't know me, who else do you want to know!
"But you don't know me."
"And who are you?"
Zheng Xiujing patiently followed Yang Mo's words and asked.
"Yang Mo."
Zheng Xiujing feels like she's going crazy, have you had enough, is this interesting?
The two looked at each other for a while, Yang Mo took the lead in putting aside his eyes, got up and walked towards the living room, are you going back so soon, obviously it didn't take long to come out, thinking, Yang Mo fell headlong on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.
Zheng Xiujing followed Yang Mo to the living room, looked at Yang Mo who was asleep on the sofa, and was speechless for a while, Yang Mo today is really strange, saying something that people don't understand, doing some strange things, and now he is lying on the sofa and falling asleep, what is he doing?
Today's plan to travel was ruined because of Yang Mo's strange behavior, Zheng Xiujing looked at Yang Mo who was sleeping like a pig next to him, and didn't know what to do, he originally planned to let him accompany him to go shopping, but now he is completely out of the mood, just sit at home.
Lie down and be comfortable.
Yang Mo seemed to be more comfortable leaning on his body.
Where are the legs?
Zheng Xiujing turned Yang Mo over with great effort, and then leaned on him to play with his mobile phone, until lunchtime Yang Mo showed no signs of waking up, Zheng Xiujing had to go to the kitchen and rummaged, there was no instant noodles, Yang Mo didn't like to eat instant noodles very much, so he didn't store them at all, although the guests who came here liked to eat, but if they chose between instant noodles and the food made by Yang Mo himself, everyone would throw away the instant noodles.
If you don't have instant noodles, then ......
Order takeout!
Zheng Xiujing looked at the refrigerator, there was no ordering phone on it, Yang Mo rarely ordered food, naturally he would not leave that kind of thing, there was a phone on the mobile phone, use the mobile phone.
Half an hour later, Zheng Xiujing received her own takeaway, fried chicken with spicy fried rice cakes and a plate of fried noodles.
I am really not used to the days without Yang Mo, and the taste of Yang Mo is much worse, and there is no feeling that what is sold outside is delicious.
Zheng Xiujing sat on the ground, put one leg on the ground, and supported the other leg, opened the lid one by one, broke the chopsticks and stuffed a mouthful of fried chicken first, then mixed the noodles vigorously, rolled up a large mouthful and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing hard.
"Is it delicious?"
Yang Mo, who had been observing from behind for a while, suddenly asked in her ear.
"Poof!
Yang Mo!?
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