If you want to refuse after seeing it, you will still welcome it [Entertainment]

When Wen Mo came back from the bathroom, he saw He Zhenghua standing under the eaves, as if he was waiting for her.

Chen Xirui, who followed beside her, had good eyesight, and besides, she didn't have any good reason to keep following, so she went to stay with other actors, waiting for the shooting.

Wen Mo approached slowly through the night, looking at the most determined rival in love, although he felt somewhat uncomfortable, he admired him after all.

This person is not bad, if... If Ms. Zuo can be with him in the future, it is not bad.

"Mr. He, what is this?"

Her voice came into the room through the half-open door, and Zuo Jin, who was dozing on the table with his hands on his hands, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up straight, got up and walked out again.

"It's rare to have time. I haven't invited Mr. Wen to have a meal. How about we get together tonight?"

He Zhenghua waited here on purpose, he knew that today was Qixi Festival, if he told Xiao Jin directly, Xiao Jin, who knows how to measure, would definitely refuse.

But if you talk to Wen Wenmo, maybe it will be different.

Wen Mo heard Ms. Zuo's footsteps coming from inside, she went up a little faster than usual, the words of refusal swirled in her mouth, and when she came out again, her meaning changed: "Alright!"

Zuo Jin, who had just stepped out of the door, heard Ms. Wen's reply, his face dimmed, like a delicate flower that withered for two to three minutes in an instant.

The emotions born from the heart came quickly, and Zuo Jin couldn't hide them in time.

The change of expression on the face is just a breath, and the mood is restored, the gentleness is still the same.

If you want to refuse, you can press it on your throat and slowly disperse it back to your chest cavity.

Wen Mo, who was standing outside, would have missed the slightest change in her face.

When the three of them were silent, Lu Yangyu's voice came in, "What are you... um... why are you going?"

Wen Mo looked at Lu Yangyu who had a lollipop in his mouth, narrowed his brown eyes slightly, and said, "Do you want to join me for dinner tonight, Teacher Lu?"

"You can't see me, right?" Lu Yangyu took a step back and hugged his chest, his eyes swept back and forth on the three of them, his heart brightened, "Yes, Teacher Wen invites me, and I will have a meal."

Then he took out three lollipops from the box held by the assistant, and handed them to Zuo Jin first, with a bright smile on his handsome face: "It's a gift from a fan, do you want one, it's an exclusive customization, it's not available in the market. "

None of the three answered, Lu Yangyu withdrew his hand awkwardly: "You guys are chatting, I'll go make up a scene first."

When returning from work, Wen Mo followed Zuo Jin step by step into the RV, and found a camping tent and fireworks behind it.

Then I knew that Ms. Zuo knew what day it was today, and she was waiting to finish work and go to Qixi Festival together.

Wen Mo said weakly: "I don't know...you prepared these."

"So, are you blaming me?" Zuo Jin just glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, feeling very depressed, and didn't want to give her a straight look.

"Don't dare—" Wen Mo held her hand on her lap.

"Let go." Zuo Jin was really pissed off this time. How could Ms. Wen agree to have dinner with others on Qixi Festival? Why didn't she feel jealous at all? Did she not care about herself?

"I was wrong——" Wen Mo leaned in front of her to act pitifully, "I'll tell them not to follow now, just us, okay?"

Zuo Jin pursed his lips silently, and after a while he replied, "Forget it this time, otherwise, I won't bother with you in the future."

Wen Mo nodded frequently, looking very well-behaved, and rubbed her cheek fawningly.

"Sit down." Zuo Jin turned his head and gave the obedient Ms. Wen a look.

"Ok."

Wen Mo really sat up straight, looking very serious.In Zuo Jin's eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Ms. Wen is not pestering herself like she used to be!

He lowered his head dejectedly, and his lips pursed slightly, showing unhappiness.

At this moment, the familiar Guanyin pendant appeared in front of her eyes.Looking sideways, it was Ms. Wen who was leaning over and tying the Guanyin pendant around her neck.

"This time, you can't return it again, you know?" Wen Mo fastened the string of the pendant, his knuckle fingers retracted from the parted hair, and gently slid across the ear.

This Avalokitesvara pendant with body temperature was hung around his neck for the second time.Zuo Jin's fingertips slid across the shallow lines on the back, and with a muffled hum, he put it in from the collar carefully, and stuck it next to his heart.

Wen Mo moved towards her, and stood next to her: "I'm too sleepy for staying up late during this period of time, I'll rely on you to sleep for a while, okay?"

"Sleep, I'll call you when you reach the top of the mountain." Zuo Jin took the initiative to hold him in his arms, patted his back like a child, and his words and deeds were full of affection.

Being treated like this by Ms. Zuo made Wen Momiao a cute little milk baby, cooperating in acting like a baby in her arms.

After some twisting and rubbing, he fell into a deep sleep, breathing shallowly, burning his skin.Between her brows are the haggardness left over from staying up all night, and the mist of sorrow that can't go away.

The assistant, An An, who was sitting in front, looked back at her sister Mo who was asleep, and found a thin blanket to gently put on the two of them.

Six days ago, she followed Sister Mo back to [Haicheng], and met Boss Wen's current wife, who was also Wen Chuyi's mother, in the ward.

It was an extremely graceful woman, the radiance all over her body was raised by a wealthy family for many years.

When she was young, she must have been an extremely beautiful woman, but unfortunately, she lacked a piece of luxury from the inside.

Compared with Sister Mo's mother, it's like the difference between a century-old family and an upstart, there is no comparison.

I don't know why Boss Wen is so confused. What's the inside story, Sister Mo didn't mention it, so she doesn't know.

But on the day of visiting Boss Wen, it happened that Boss Wen's current wife also came.

She was an outsider in the ward that day, and she was not qualified to stay in it, so she didn't know what happened.

It's just that after a short time, the door with excellent sound insulation effect faintly revealed Boss Wen's exclamation.

When she opened the door and ran in, Sister Mo was already clutching her heart, curled up on the ground, her mouth and nose were scarlet and glaring, and she was already unconscious.

Three cars drove out of [Pingcheng], away from the neon lights, circled up the mountain road with eighteen bends, and came to the platform for tourists to enjoy the scenery.

There is a strong fence around the platform, and there is a stream winding down next to it.

Here, not only can you enjoy the magnificent scenery at 180 degrees, but you can also listen to the sound of lingling water, and occasionally you can see fat fish jumping up.

Therefore, tourists who come here must cast a net to catch fish to grill and eat delicious fish and shrimp.

Today, the platform here was reserved by Zuo Jin as early as a week ago in order to spend the two-person world with Ms. Wen on the Qixi Festival.

It's good now, it's impossible for two people to live together, one after another, with a total of eight assistants.

Zuo Jin woke up the sleeping man only after the scent wafted from the grill, and they got out of the car together to the viewing platform.

Eating a bunch of grilled skewers with charred skins, the spicy sauce alone is enough to make people salivate, coupled with the excellent meat quality, it is absolutely delicious to bite down.

The bleary-eyed Wen Mo, still dazed and wanting to linger in the sweet dream, sat on the stone bench, leaning lazily against Zuo Jin.

The wings of her nose trembled a few times when she smelled it, but it was not enough to make her give up her dream, until Zuo Jin's soft voice came from her ear.

"Come on, have a taste."

Wen Mobo's lips parted slightly: "Ah——" Waiting to be fed.

The eating and drinking movements of the people at the same stone table were all stagnant.After the assistants were stunned for a moment, they lowered their heads as if they didn't see or hear anything.

And He Zhenghua's handsome face turned dark, he glanced at the two of them, and took a gulp down his wine glass.

Lu Yangyu envied and hated, looking at Teacher Wen who was served by the goddess, his eyes almost popped out, and he licked his body sourly.

He also wanted to be coaxed and fed by his only idol, who spoke softly like this.

This Mr. Wen saved the Milky Way in his last life, right?

Wen Mo's drowsiness completely dissipated after eating a few pieces of barbecued meat with rich sauce. After eating a bunch, he stared at the golden chicken wings.

But he didn't move his hands, instead he turned his head to look at Zuo Jin, pursed his lips slightly and bulged his cheeks, the meaning of acting like a baby was self-evident, waiting to be fed by Ms Zuo again.

Zuo Jin, who was needed by her, had countless little bubbles of happiness in her heart, and was willing to serve with joy.

The assistant An An, who was always paying attention to Wen Mo's status, looked at the two of them, and put the freshly baked chicken wings on a small plate and handed them over.

He Zhenghua, whose face was getting darker and darker, couldn't bear to let out a sound when he watched Zuo Jin put on disposable gloves to pick the small bones of the chicken wings.

The voice was cold and hard: "Mr. Wen, you have slept all the way, not only your body is soft, but your hands are also boneless?"

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows and sat up straight, "Mr. He is strange. Today is Qixi Festival, but he likes to give himself eyes... It's not fun."

He Zhenghua held the hand of the wine glass, his veins were throbbing, but he didn't continue to speak, but frowned deeply.This Wen Mo was right, he really had a hard time finding someone to catch up with.

Zuo Jin pulled the small bone out of the chicken wing, and glanced at Lu Yangyu who was about to eat melon.

While the eyes were flowing, Lu Yangyu couldn't help straightening his waist, raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with He Zhenghua who was about to die of anger beside him: "Mr. He, right? Come, come, let's go, I've done it, you can do whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and clinked glasses with Zuo Jin's bodyguard, then raised his head and gulped down.

Then, facing He Zhenghua's direction, he turned the wine glass upside down and signaled: "We are also fallen in the end of the world, let's drink!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Zhenghua turned his head and gave him a cold look.

What Lu Yangyu said was also the treasure of thousands of fans. How could he stand being stared at by someone he hadn't seen a few times, and immediately stared back with his chin raised.

When the two performed the staring method, Zuo Jin had already torn the chicken wings that were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and fed them to Ms. Wen who leaned over.

Yueyue and Lu Yangyu's assistants were playing with the fireworks, which exploded in the night sky, colorful and brilliant.

"This is the first time to see such beautiful fireworks!" Wen Mo sighed, "But it is also fleeting!"

Zuo Jin wiped off the oily stains on her lips, and slowly said: "Beautiful things are always short-lived, and a moment is eternal, and we should see and cherish them."

Wen Mo used the stone table as a cover, grabbed her fingers and stroked them, poking secretly in front of others, teasing Zuo Jin: "It's enjoyment."

Zuo Jin lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, seemingly unmoved, but in fact, the dark eyes covered by the long eyelashes were gloomy, thinking: Does Ms. Wen want it?

Thinking of this, strands of joy grew in my heart, recalling the scene that I controlled that night, electric current shot up all over my body, making my heart itch numbly.

The fingers that were being stroked back and forth were gripped back and forth uncontrollably, squeezed so that Wen Mo screamed in pain.

There was a "hiss" sound, which attracted the eyes of the two people who were fighting for drinks, their eyes were full of inquiry, and their gazes were all down the arms.

Lu Yangyu even stood up and looked directly at it, seeing that it was a handshake, then sat down with sourness all over his body, and performed a vicious mouthful of skewers.

He beckoned to the male assistant to pick up the guitar, he needed to find some sense of presence.Being sprinkled with dog food in front of my face, I was really suffocated, and I didn't waste good time by singing and dancing.

After the continuous fireworks cleared, Wen Mo and Zuo Jin sat by the railing, soaked their feet in the stream, and waited for the meteor shower to come.

"Tomorrow will be Liqiu." Zuo Jin stepped barefoot on the trickling stream, chatting with Wen Mo who was sitting next to him.

Wen Mo let out a "hmm", tilted his head to look at her extremely delicate profile, "Our... second season!"

After a pause, he added slowly: "Summer goes to autumn, and winter comes again. The weather is getting colder and colder every day."

"Are you afraid of the cold?" Zuo Jin stuck his feet in the water and rubbed each other, it seemed that by speeding up the blood flow, it would generate warmth. "The water is cold at night, just rinse it off and wipe it off, and return to the tent to warm up."

"Don't!" Wen Mo stepped on her foot with a little force, and then raised his toes to hook the soles of her feet.

"Don't make trouble!" Zuo Jin was tickled by the hook, and wanted to retract his feet, but also wanted to stick them on to warm her feet.

This made Wen Mo even more presumptuous, hooking from the sole of his feet to his straight and shiny calf.

Unable to push back her entanglement, Zuo Jin had no choice but to pick up his phone and look around casually to distract his turbulent thoughts.

Wen Mo on the side was tired from playing, so he leaned over and leaned on his shoulder.This made He Zhenghua, who had endured Lu Yangyu's ghostly howling and bombarding, so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed.

This Wen Mo didn't know how to restrain himself outside, and so did Xiao Jin, so he let her mess around.

Fortunately, I followed her today. If it was just the two of them, I don't know what kind of stickiness it would be. If someone else took pictures of it and no outsiders were present to testify, it would be another wave of public relations.

Come to think of it, this Wen Mo was able to let himself and Mr. Lu, who was singing the ghost, follow him. Even if there was a gossip about a Tanabata date, netizens would not believe it.

Lu Yangyu, who was drunk, completely released his nature in this sparsely populated mountain.He debuted in the men's group, he is good at singing and dancing, he arranges music and composes lyrics easily, but at the moment he is drunk and improvising, he is quite young and unrestrained.

"He really can't drink!" Wen Mo turned his head to look at Lu Yangyu, who was letting himself go, dancing under the moonlight, with a somewhat enchanting appearance that girls would be ashamed of.

Zuo Jin, who was distracted by swiping his phone, couldn't help frowning when he heard the sound, raised his hand to cover Ms. Wen's sight, and said in a very sour voice, "Don't watch."

At the same time, he said to Yueyue who was sitting behind him: "Pay more attention to Mr. Lu. Although this viewing platform has railings, it is not absolutely safe. Take good care of people."

The two assistants replied: "Well, we know."

Wen Mo pushed her fingers away and peeked through them. Zuo Jin was so angry that he turned his head back and said sullenly, "Ms. Wen, am I not good-looking enough?"

Wen Mo, who was pinned to the head, smiled lowly at her neck, and the tip of his tongue slid over the delicate skin, taking advantage of it, "In my heart, eyes, and mind, only my Ms. Zuo is the best. look."

Because of her words, Zuo Jin snorted rather arrogantly, the corners of his lips were raised high, showing that he was very happy.

The two leaned against each other and played in the water, waiting for the zero o'clock on August 8 and August 7 to sit and watch a large meteor shower slide across the sky.

At 00:00, the meteor shower comes on time.

These fragments came from the distant sky, shot into the atmosphere at high speed, turned into spectacular and beautiful scenery, and flew across the night sky.

One by one, one by one, is the incomparable scenery of fireworks, which seem to carry magical unknown power.

People in the world will always face the shooting star, close their hands, and make a wish devoutly.

Zuo Jin piously faced the shooting star and silently made a wish in his heart: I hope that Ms. Wen can accompany me for a long, long time, until snowflakes appear on our temples, so long that our faces are covered with traces of the gifts of the years, so long that we travel all over the beautiful rivers and mountains

Wen Mo, who was on the side, didn't make a wish, but took a mobile phone to record a video and sent it to the little girl who wanted an idol video on WeChat.

Swiping the screen with his finger, there are photos and videos in it, all of which are only Ms. Zuo.In the composition, there is an empty space for one person.

Perhaps, in the future, there will be fans who will truly remember that Zuo Jin and Wen Mo were once together, and there are pictures to prove it, although there is always only one person.

After making his wish, Zuo Jin looked at Wen Mo who was looking at him with a smile, and asked her: "Ms. Wen, don't you want to make a wish?"

"Hmm..." Wen Mo dragged out the ending, and under Zuo Jin's earnest gaze, imitating her just now, he muttered:

"Wen Mo, a materialist, at this moment...sincerely pray, if wishes come true, if there is reincarnation in the universe, please give Wen Mo's life after life to Zuo Jin. Let her be warm in three winters and not cold in spring; May she be safe, joyful, smooth and worry-free!"

After Wen Mo made his wish, just as he opened his eyes, he saw Zuo Jin and said, "After a while, I want to... take you to see my adoptive parents and the dean's mother, is that okay?"

"Is this to meet the parents?" Wen Mo was delighted, holding back a smile and whispering to her: "When the time comes, how should I introduce, let me think about it, is it a good friend or a girlfriend..."

Zuo Jin didn't wait for her to speak, he took her hand and interlocked his fingers, his face remained gentle and serious, "I'm the one I love, the only one in this life. Before, now, and in the future, you are the only one."

The warm brown eyes are rippling, and the joy is scattered between the brows: "Okay, then I will go with you."

The author has something to say: the new article has been opened~~~

[Don't run!Take a sip (through the book)]

Copywriter:

You Yaoyao transmigrated into a blood clan novel and became cannon fodder that was just hunted down by a ghost hunter.

On the way to escape, he picked up Yuanzhen's wife, an unattainable beauty, and wanted to rape her all the time, but was kicked away, so he had to calm down for the time being.

The mutation of blood makes You Yaoyao look like a walking universal blood bag. Wherever he goes, he will be chased and shouted: Don't run, take a sip!

Originally thought that the cheap daughter-in-law would protect her, but who would have thought that, under the aloofness, she is a stern, only thinking about killing demons and defending the way, and even cut her wrists and let blood to save others.

You Yaoyao groaned in pain, and had to do the tasks given by the system to escape, and was miserably abused by the hero and heroine of the original text. All races and blood races wanted to hug her and suck her.

small theater:

Xi Ying poked her heart: "Are you still running? Isn't it safe to stay by my side?"

You Yaoyao: "Hey, I'm already lying down, let's see how my wife behaves——please suck!"

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