Mo

During the daytime of the New Year's Eve, there were fewer clerks in the store, but it was very busy, because countless young couples and girlfriends gathered in the mall to play around before they were reunited with their families.

Gradually at six o'clock in the afternoon, when the store closed early, people slowly dispersed, and went back to their respective houses to find their mothers.Mo Quan was the only person left on duty in the store. He waited for the couple at the last table to leave. After they left, he began to tidy up the store and prepare to close.But he didn't want that couple to leave too early, he even wanted them to stay here all the time, the lights were warm for them, desserts were prepared for them, sweet and happy.

In this way, Mo Quan had an excuse to stay in the store, so as not to close the store and not know what to do.It was snowing heavily outside, and the snowflakes were flying all over the sky like wild sand. It would be bad if you got lost.

In the end, the couple still left, holding each other away.Mo Quan started to set up the tables and chairs, washed the dishes and mopped the floor.At least there is still a strong wind howling in the outside world, and the store is cut off from heaven and earth, falling into dead silence.

Suddenly, the store door opened, and a man walked in from the wind and snow, shaking the snowflakes on his body: "My little spring! Happy New Year!"

Mo Quan stopped holding the mop. He straightened up and saw Fang Yuzhao at the door: "What are you doing here?"

"Our girl has gone back to my hometown. Of course I want to see you." Fang Yuzhao brought a bunch of snacks himself, and took off the chair that Mo Quancai had built without authorization. The snacks were scattered on the table, and he dug out one from inside. Pass the red thing to Mo Quan: "The boss is sending out red envelopes~"

Mo Quan took it suspiciously. He didn't care how much money was in it. He turned around and looked around to return it to Fang Yuzhao: "I don't need money."

"It's money, it's a blessing! The juniors in our family have to receive red envelopes before work. Accept it!" Fang Yuzhao insisted that Mo Quan accept it, and he sat on a chair and ate snacks leisurely. Knowing that Mo Quan didn't eat these things, he didn't persuade him, "I delivered the red envelope, you can continue cleaning."

Mo Quan smiled softly, carefully put the red envelope into the inner pocket of his clothes, and continued mopping the floor.

Fang Yuzhao just looked at him like this for a long time, clapped the residue on his hands, threw himself on Mo Quan's back, and said cutely: "Young Master Quan, take me in tonight~"

Of course Mo Quan knew what he "meaned to take in".He just didn't stop working, and replied lightly: "Do you think it's possible?"

"Anyway, hasn't Le Tiantian been to your house for a long time?" Fang Yuzhao burrowed into Mo Quan's collar with a restless face.He suddenly saw faint bruises on Mo Quan's neck, as well as scabs on the back of the skin.He frowned deeply, but didn't say it.

Mo Quan knew that Fang Yuzhao was always observing him in secret, and he knew who was in his family at any time.Mo Quan was used to it and was not angry.Shaking his head in refusal.

"You Director Kong entrusted you to me. If anyone bullies you, you have to tell me." Fang Yuzhao secretly kissed the bruise on the back of Mo Quan's neck.

The latter turned around immediately, and slapped the guy flying away with a slap.

Mo Quan finally finished cleaning, and Fang Yuzhao had enough trouble.He drove Mo Quan back to Baiping Street, lest this guy take the bus again.When the car arrived, Fang Yuzhao suddenly woke up the sleeping Mo Quan: "Here, your one is here."

Mo Quan opened his eyes and looked through the car window. The lights in his home were on.

A warning came from the front seat: "Mo Quan, no kidding, if he really went too far, you must tell me."

"Yeah." Nodding perfunctorily.

"Really! Mo Quan, I have to remind you that something is wrong with that kid!" Fang Yuzhao is also very busy every day, and he doesn't have time to deal with Le Tian or Mo Quan all the time, but from his years of intuition, this There must be something wrong with it.

The boss was in a hurry, but Mo Quan himself was not in a hurry. He shook his head slowly: "You know, no matter what he does, no matter whether I know what he is doing or not. I will believe what he said in front of me. talk.” This is not foolish love, it’s just someone who thinks he is a dog, and has given Le Tian the other end of the dog leash around his neck, and his life is in his hands.It's just that Le Tian himself doesn't know.

Because no one would believe that a person could be this crazy.Unless you witness it yourself.

Fang Yuzhao was very depressed, and he clenched the steering wheel: "I don't want to move you to Kong Nanming, who is full of scars, every time."

"Thank you... for your red envelope."

Mo Quan finally thanked Boss Fang for the red envelope.

When I got home, the door was wide open, and someone was lying on the window of the bedroom smoking.

"You're back? Aren't you going to Xiao Yezi's house for dinner tonight?"

"Come here." The man by the window pinched his cigarette and threw the cigarette butt through the window.

That was the sentence Mo Quan was most afraid of.He put down the sundries in his hands, walked through the familiar living room, and walked into the bedroom.

"The so-called going back to the Lord's house for the New Year is to go on a date with your dear boss? You can't even hear the phone because of your concentration." Le Tiantian questioned mockingly.

"?" Mo Quan took out his phone and found the missed call.The heavy clothes made him fall asleep in the car without noticing the vibration.He looked up and wanted to explain, for example, he really went to work, for example, Fang Yuzhao just sent him back.But he was not good at explaining, until Le Tian pushed him onto the bed with a slap, he bit his lower lip and swallowed the trivial explanation back.

He watched Le Tiantian start to untie his belt, and the first thing he thought of was not the wound that was still being treated, he said: "You still have to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Le Tiantian smiled and said: "They specially postponed the time to wait for me to invite you to eat, so they can catch up after finishing their business."

Mo Quan smelled the fragrance that he had smelled on Le Tiantian who was bullying him, the gentle fragrance of a girl.The black hole under the ribs crazily stirred up the pain, and Mo Quan didn't even know how bright his eyes would be lit up by the pain.He explained tremblingly: "I really don't want to bother you."

"Of course, I didn't intend to let you go either." Le Tiantian's answer was chilling, "You're going to become their fucking son, you think you're very popular, don't you?"

Mo Quan shook his head, endured the pain, and said softly, "Then I won't go."

I can't stop my liking for dangerous intertwining, I want to crush my Adam's apple with my hard teeth, I want blood everywhere my fingertips pass by, I want to be brought to the world buzzing around by violence, the pain is numb, and all five senses are lost.If it is unfortunate that I am still alive, at least it proves that I am a fresh guy; if I am lucky and I die naturally, this brother of Santuchuan may still be waiting for me.

Feeling the pleasure/feeling from being trampled/stepped on, Mo Quan has always known that since birth, from the marrow of his bones, he has been a pervert and a lunatic.

Before leaving, Le Tiantian looked at the immobile guy on the bed, and he took out a stack of money from his clothes, neatly stacking it.He said in a low voice, "I won't learn in the future, I will help people draw pictures, and I will pay you back slowly. Don't always have a fucking high-minded attitude."

It is true that he earned the money by helping others, but he also came from "running business" with Xiao Liu and his gang.He is getting better and better now.

As soon as he went out, Le Tian grabbed his phone and squatted at the gate of the community to make a call.He scratched his hair anxiously: "Little Mizi, I feel so stressed."