conspirator's love

Dialect looked at his phone, there were three missed calls, all of them were Mo Jiaxin.

She didn't pick it up on purpose, because she knew from others that Mo Jiaxin and Zhang Zilu would meet secretly.It really makes the dialect very uncomfortable.Although she didn't think about what to do when she got home later.

Dialect brought Feng Lu, who was dizzy from drinking and talking a lot, to the door of the house.

Feng Lu turned around and hugged her, and buried her head on her shoulder: "Xiaoyan, no matter what, you must be happy."

"Hey, you said that when I got married!" Dialect teased her.

Feng Lu flattened her mouth, "I seem to really say that good things don't work, bad things do." She hummed again like a small animal, "I feel really uncomfortable seeing you like this, do you really not need me to accompany you?"

"No, I'm fine. Here, look," Fang Yan pointed to the corner of the street full of magnolia flowers, "Maybe I will meet love at the next corner. Don't worry about it."

Fang Yan patted Feng Lu on the back again to show comfort.But I couldn't help thinking, hey, shouldn't you comfort me?How did you make it look like you were divorced?

"Help me kiss my son. It's too late today, so I won't bother him to sleep."

"Xiaoyan, you must be happy." Feng Lu repeated like a repeater.

"Yeah, sure, little deer."

Feng Lu added: "It's a sika deer, you used to call me a sika deer."

"Okay, Sika Deer, it's okay to call you Plum Blossom Ten. You didn't drink much today. Are you really tired from taking care of the children? Let's just say that drinking on an empty stomach is not a good idea."

Feng Lu rushed forward and hugged again. "Comrade Sika Deer, I'm dizzy too. Stop grabbing me. I'm about to fall. Go up quickly."

With great difficulty, Feng Lu was sent home.Fang Yan only felt sore all over, and there was still a block of iron in his heart.

People are really sad creatures, they can’t live alone, they need relatives, friends, and lovers, family affection is appropriate but worrying, friendship is warm but tiring, love is sweet but more disturbing.This is the legendary sweet burden?

Dialect feels that he is really a rich person, and he has deeply experienced the three emotions in the past two days.I was worried yesterday, tired today, and now it's my turn to worry.

She walked under the moonlight to the magnolia flower at the corner of the street, turned around the corner, and there was a bus stop, and it took six stops to get home.

This magnolia tree bloomed early, and there are already some withered petals under the tree.In the cold moonlight, the pink petals stepped on the feet, leaving mottled marks on the tender petals.The dialect is a little unbearable, as if the petals are painful.

She carefully walked around the fallen flowers, jumped up and down the grid-shaped streets, and jumped straight into a field of light yellow lights.Because it was the corner of the street, and between two buildings, in the thick black shadow, the only street lamp cast a similar circular light and shadow.

Fang Yan saw his own figure projected on the wall stretched very long by the light.In this early spring, which is still a bit chilly, why is there a faint sweetness in the air.

Could it be because of that person? She leaned against the car door, waiting for her not far ahead.

The dialect who was bouncing just now suddenly slowed down.

And the light behind him cast shadows on the ground in front of his feet.

As he slowly approached, Fang Yan saw his elongated shadow impatiently approaching another figure on the ground, first his cheeks, then his body overlapped.Is it true that the shadow is more honest than the master?

"Dialect," Mo Jiaxin watched her approaching, and called her softly.

"Why are you here?" Dialect asked unexpectedly.

"I'm a little worried about you if you don't call me back." Mo Jiaxin opened her arms to her.

But Fang Yan didn't want to just fall into her arms like her shadow.

"How do you know I'm here?" Fang Yan turned sideways, opened the car door and got in.

Mo Jiaxin walked over and sat in the driver's seat, "I used the Find My iPhone function."

This phone was recently replaced by Dialect. At that time, she was not very familiar with the system of the new phone. I asked Mo Jiaxin to help me with some settings, downloaded some software, and she knew the password.

"Are you so interesting?" Dialect broke out in an instant after holding back his anger all night, "Have I asked who you've been meeting with? It's too disrespectful."

"Don't be angry, because you don't answer the phone, I'm just afraid that you are in danger." Mo Jiaxin explained.

"What danger will I be in? This reason is too far-fetched." Fang Yan didn't appreciate it.

"Then why didn't you answer the phone? Didn't you hear it? Or don't you want me to disturb your meeting with your best friend?" Mo Jiaxin turned her face away, she couldn't explain what the danger was.

"For example, I suddenly found out that you met Zhang Zilu but didn't tell me?" Fang Yan said bluntly.

"Oh, it's because of this." Mo Jiaxin felt a little aggrieved: You asked me to help you escape yesterday, just because I didn't report the time, place, and what I did to you, and you were angry?

Facing Mo Jiaxin's indifference, Fang Yan's eyes widened in surprise, so it's not a problem for her?

"Okay, next time I see him again, I will definitely tell you. But yesterday I just asked him to go for a run in the park to get him out of your house." Mo Jiaxin slowed down her tone, pretending to be relaxed Said: "There are dozens of people running together. I went to see Tian Qi after the run. I didn't say a word to him."

Fang Yan suddenly understood her intention of meeting Zhang Zilu.She turned her head to look at Mo Jiaxin's eyes, the streetlight came through the car window, the light shone on half of her face, and cast a deep shadow on the other half of her face, one eye was slightly shallow, the other One eyeball appears slightly darker.

The dialect face is clearly projected in both eyes.

"Jiaxin, thank you." A feeling surged up from her heart, and dialect covered the back of Mo Jiaxin's hand.

She still doesn't know that no matter how life casts shadows on Mo Jiaxin, she will always face the dialect with the half of her face illuminated by light.

Mo Jiaxin answered her with a deep kiss.She leaned over and pressed on Fang Yan, and put one hand on the co-pilot's seat.

Dialect pushed her away, "Boss, this is the street. There are people."

"No one." Mo Jiaxin pressed her down again.

"No one, what do you want?" Dialect asked helplessly.

"No one should settle accounts with me."

Dialect looked at her bright red lips with a trace of his own saliva, Mo Jiaxin gently stuck out his tongue to wipe away the saliva.

"What account?"

Mo Jiaxin grabbed a strand of dialect hair and gently stroked it with her fingers, "We will settle the old and new accounts together."

Mo Jiaxin said as she lowered her head and pulled off her collar and sucked hard on her neck.

"Hey, do I owe you so much money?" Dialect kept complaining, "Have you not eaten? Cannibalism is against the law."

"I just saw it." As she spoke, she raised her head, pouted her lips, and looked aggrieved, and even the small moles at the corners of her eyes bent down with the corners of her eyes, looking pitiful.

"what?"

"She hugged you like this, and buried her face in your neck." After she finished speaking, she sucked her cheek again.

"Keep your face. I'm going to work tomorrow." Dialect struggled desperately.

"She rubbed your face," Mo Jiaxin stood up and looked at the dialect.Dialect's face was full of saliva, but both hands were pressed on top of her head with one hand, and she couldn't wipe it off even if she wanted to.

"You are mine," she said as she lifted the clothes in dialect with one hand.

"Jiaxin! Listen to me, the waist really hasn't touched, there are clothes, there are clothes, I'm wearing several layers." Dialect tried to use words to get rid of this bad situation.

Jiaxin had already sucked her waist steadily and fiercely, "Then bite one side first, and I'll let you go."

"Hey," it was sore and painful to take a bite, Fang Yan gritted his teeth, and was visibly relieved when she said to let him go.But she immediately found that she was too optimistic, and the crisis was not resolved.

Mo Jiaxin began to unbutton the dialect jacket one by one.

"Don't take it off again, I was wrong, I was really wrong." Seeing that his force value was too weak, Fang Yan changed his strategy and pretended to be pitiful, "Jiaxin, please forgive me, I dare not."

Mo Jiaxin really stopped and admired her big round eyes with water in their sockets, and deliberately puffed up her cheeks to pretend to be pitiful.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Jiaxin asked unreasonably.

"I..." Dialect hesitated for a moment, and Mo Jiaxin shook his head, "It seems that you don't know where you are wrong at all." As he said that, he was about to make a move.

"I know, I know, my mistake is that I shouldn't be too close to others."

Mo Jiaxin squinted her eyes and looked at her for a while, "I can only give you seven points, it's not a standard answer. So you still have to be punished."

"Ah!" Dialect screamed, "Is there a standard answer? You are so perverted!"

Before the words fell, the jacket was directly taken off.

"Wait, what's the standard answer?" Dialect quickly interrupted, thinking that the standard answer should be memorized quickly or it will suffer again next time.

"Did I tell you very clearly last time: If you continue to flirt with others, I will bite you."

"Honey, please forgive me." Panicked, Fang Yan resorted to Feng Lu's Dayin Dafa, which he had taught her countless times before, but it didn't work.This time, you can learn and use without teaching.

"No!" Mo Jia refused bluntly.

The shirt sleeve of his left hand was rolled up, and his upper arm was bitten hard, "Hey, it hurts!" Dialect yelled.

"You are so unreasonable! The arm really didn't touch the flesh." Fang Yan said bitterly, rubbing the tooth marks on his arm.

Of course, Mo Jiaxin thought to herself, when you were working together in the supermarket five years ago, I clearly saw her holding your arm.If you haven't seen it, I won't tell you for now, let's show some kindness outside the law.

Mo Jiaxin finally let go of her and sat back in the driver's seat.Fang Yan finally sat up straight, wiped the drool off his face, and tidied up the messy clothes, when she heard her asking maliciously.

"Also, did she call you Xiaoyan?" Dialect directly rolled his eyes as an answer.

"Do you sometimes call you Yanyan?" Fang Yan really wanted to kick her away.

"I won't call you that anymore. I'll just call you Fang Xiaobai." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to ruffle dialect's freshly smoothed hair. "Did you hear that? Only I can call this name from now on."

Dialect used his hands as a comb to smooth out his hair again.

"If you like to bark, don't you want me to say thank you, Lord Ron? Drive quickly." Fang Yan pulled on his seat belt angrily, complaining in his heart that being with you is getting more and more bottomless, and playing car games.Terrible, the shame has been eaten by dogs?Hey, it's scary for young people to fall in love nowadays.

Mo Jiaxin started the car with a smile on her face, looking satisfied.

Dialect clutched his injured arm and thought, he used to think that Mo Jiaxin, who was jealous, was so cute, it's really grass growing on his head, it's obviously too scary, okay?

"Should I get a rabies vaccine?" Fang Yan asked fearlessly.

"Oh, that's fine, let's go home and play." Mo Jiaxin replied solemnly without looking sideways.

Could it be that I didn't say it, Fang Yan looked out the window and found that he had already joined the ranks of deadly little experts.

The author has something to say:

Comrades, Happy Dragon Boat Festival!

After holding back for two days, a new chapter was published.

Straight into the naked/redressed era.

The festival continues to be written.

Welcome everyone to comment and collect.

Please give me strength.