Night walk

Chapter 21 21

After he sat down, Mo Zhao also sat down.

The two seemed to start eating seriously.

To be honest, Mo Zhao was sitting opposite, and Qiao Yixiao didn't really have much appetite.And his right arm is broken, so he can only eat with his left hand.He's not left-handed, and he eats with a spoon these days, which is actually kind of inelegant.But after all, it doesn't matter if he eats alone.Aunt Dong also takes care of him, cooking dishes that can be eaten directly with a spoon without spit out bones.

But today, Aunt Dong seemed to know that Mo Zhao would come, and made a dish of pork ribs.He didn't taste it, so he didn't know exactly what it tasted like.But when he glanced at the ribs, Mo Zhao suddenly put down his chopsticks.

Qiao Yixiao thought to himself, is this old man planning to continue eating?

Mo Zhao picked up the unused chopsticks in front of him, and picked up a piece of pork ribs for him, "Want to eat this?"

Qiao Yixiao actually likes fish soup very much, and was cooking rice with fish soup when such a piece of pork ribs appeared in front of him unexpectedly.He was still chewing on the rice, looked up at the rib, and then at the person holding the rib.Mo Zhao didn't wear those thin-rimmed glasses that looked like a dog, and the two were very close. It was the first time for Qiao Yixiao to see his eyes so clearly. It turned out that his eyes were beautiful with long eyelashes.It's just that the dark circles under my eyes are a bit heavy for some reason.

"...Thank you." Qiao Yixiao put down the spoon, picked up an empty bowl next to it, handed it over, and signaled him to put it in.

Mo Zhao didn't pay attention to him at all, still holding up his chopsticks.

"..." Qiao Yixiao looked at him sincerely.

Mo Zhao's hands didn't seem to be sore, he patiently held up his chopsticks and looked at him.

Qiao Yixiao has also read a lot of things related to nurturing on the Internet these days, such as popular science guides, novels, TV series and movies, everything she can watch.After reading it, he concluded two points: first, being a lover does not end well;

Therefore, he has already prepared himself psychologically.

He cherishes his life, he needs a good end.He has a particularly bad temper, but since the donors also have a bad temper, he will try to be patient.So he concluded: He must try his best to please this person.Although he particularly hates pleasing others.

But what is the situation now?

Not only is this benefactor's temper not bad, it's fine if he calls him "baby" nervously the second time he meets, and feed him food the fourth time we meet?

He really wanted to say to him: Sir, you are my benefactor.

But it was the uncle who paid the money. In the end, Qiao Yixiao opened his mouth to eat the ribs, but he really couldn't make the expression of ecstasy or shyness in the strategy.He ate the ribs with a blank expression, he couldn't eat it without the help of chopsticks, so he stretched out his left hand and used it righteously.

On the way, Mo Zhao kept watching, watching with relish.When he finished eating, he breathed a sigh of relief.As a result, Mo Zhaoyu came with the second piece, "If you like it, let Auntie make it for you every day from now on."

"..."

The more Mo Zhao fed the food, the more interested he became. He propped his chin with one hand, and kept throwing ribs into his mouth with chopsticks with the other hand.This kind of atmosphere, let's say it's embarrassing, but it's more than embarrassing.Say familiarity?It's even more impossible, the two of them have only seen four sides together, and the time spent together is less than half an hour.Gradually, Qiao Yixiao felt like a dog, and Mo Zhao was the owner who fed the dog, watching his dog eat with great interest.

Although Qiao Yixiao was unwilling to compare himself to a dog, Mo Zhao's eyes gave him that feeling.He felt a little creepy, and he really couldn't take it anymore. The calmness on his face finally couldn't hold back, and he said, "I can't take it anymore."

Just like that, Qiao Yixiao finished half a plate of lime ribs.

Mo Zhao actually had a regretful expression on his face, and then said: "It's okay, we'll eat next time." He patted his head while talking.

Sure enough, when he was a dog.

Qiao Yixiao wanted to leave this weird atmosphere, so she got up to wash the dishes.Although he could see clearly that Mo Zhao hardly ate anything from the beginning to the end, but he didn't bother to care about him anymore.When he stood up to clean up the dishes, Mo Zhao came up and grabbed his hand.

Reflexively, he shook off Mo Zhao's hand.

Mo Zhao's grip was not tight, so with such a flick, he flung it away naturally.He looked at his hands, then at Qiao Yixiao, the smile in his eyes disappeared.

Qiao Yixiao's heart skipped a beat, he forgot again, forgot that he had sold himself long ago.

But soon, Mo Zhao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, held his hand again, and said, "Be good."

Qiao Yixiao didn't dare to shake it off this time, and was dragged by Mo Zhao to sit down on the sofa in the living room. He glanced at the flowers on the table in the living room, and asked casually, "Why is it this flower?"

It was a bunch of sunflowers, Qiao Yixiao's favorite flower.When changing flowers a few days ago, Aunt Dong asked him what he likes, and he said sunflowers.He likes this kind of vibrant flower, and he doesn't like the womanly things like roses the most.

Mo Zhao said, "This is not good. It is not good enough for you."

Qiao Yixiao thought to himself, what the hell is he like, the sunflowers blooming vigorously and brilliantly are not worthy of him?But he still only dared to say this in his heart, lowered his head, and said nothing.A little lover has no dignity anyway, so whatever the benefactor says is good, so be it.

Obviously, Mo Zhao also had other things to say, and he didn't stick to this topic, but asked him: "How are you living these few days?"

"it is good."

"Let me know if you're not satisfied."

"Thank you, everything is fine."

"I'll help you transfer your account here."

Qiao Yixiao didn't expect Mo Zhao to say such a sentence suddenly, he raised his head in disbelief, "Move here?! Shanghai hukou can't be entered casually, right?"

"It is temporarily suspended in the collective account of the university."

"..." Maybe, for Mo Zhao, this is a very simple matter, but for Qiao Yixiao, it is really incredible.But he was not happy because of this, he just felt that he seemed to have another handle in Mo Zhao's hands.He felt that Mo Zhao knew everything about himself, even though he had been a professional in ceramics for two years.

"Staying at home these few days, what have you been doing?" Mo Zhao asked again.

"Go online and read a book."

"Want to go to school again?" Mo Zhao threw out another candy, which was Qiao Yixiao's favorite pineapple flavor.

When the two sat down before, Qiao Yixiao knew that Mo Zhao had something to say to him, but he really didn't expect it to be such serious words.Want to keep going to school?I always dreamed of going to school. In the first year, I often woke up crying when I dreamed at night. Every time I was about to enter the gate of the university, I woke up from the dream.But he didn't know how many requirements he would have to meet Mo Zhao if he said he wanted to continue studying.

Mo Zhao said again: "I know."

Qiao Yixiao looked at him and thought, I didn't say anything, you know what the hell!

"This time, I didn't say a single dirty word, very good."

Qiao Yixiao has become numb to the word "good".

"I'll make arrangements."

Qiao Yixiao wanted to say "thank you", but she didn't dare to say it, for fear that Mo Zhao would ask again.

As a result, after saying this, Mo Zhao stopped talking, and there was a moment of silence in the living room.

Qiao Yixiao thought, no, what do you want?

Mo Zhao stood up, his hands and heart tightened.Standing Mo Zhao looked down at him, "You play by yourself, I have other things to do."

"..." That's it?Qiao Yixiao also stood up in a daze, Mo Zhao saw him like this, and said with a smile: "Are you not willing to part with me?"

"GU—" Qiao Yixiao wanted to say "Get lost", but halfway through the speech, he saw Mo Zhao's face and stopped abruptly.

This made Mo Zhao very satisfied, his eyes were finally stained with a smile, and he turned and walked out.

Qiao Yixiao watched him leave, Mo Zhao turned to look at him, "Aren't you going to see me off?"

He had no choice but to follow it slowly, halfway there, he found something was wrong, this is not the gate!At this time, he remembered the question that he had ignored before, where did Mo Zhao come in just now? !

Seeing Mo Zhao walk to the room full of closets, reach out and press a button without knowing what, a door suddenly appeared on the wall, Qiao Yixiao was dumbfounded.

Mo Zhao pointed to the other side of the door, "909, me." Then he pointed to him, "You, 910."

Until Mo Zhao left and the door was closed, Qiao Yixiao still couldn't recover.

He understood what it means to be amazed today.

After he finally regained his senses, he stretched out his hand to touch the wall, but it was strange that he couldn't see any gaps, which made him feel that it was really high-tech.After a while, he thought of another problem, he would not open this door, let alone close this door.

Mo Zhao came whenever he wanted, and left whenever he wanted.

As far as Mo Zhao is concerned, he has no privacy.

But no matter how many questions there are, they are not worth Mo Zhao's question "Do you want to go to school again?" He has to admit that he really wants to, very much.He is actually a bit stupid, just because of Mo Zhao's words, he even thinks it's okay to sell himself and be slept.

In the end, Mo Zhao didn't sleep with him.

He thought, Mo Zhao should be better than he imagined, right?

But the people who play politics are really powerful, even raising a lover can arrange the house like this, if you tell it, no one will believe it, let alone ordinary neighbors.Who knew that these two seemingly unrelated apartments were actually connected to each other and became one.

But he also thanked Mo Zhao for his status. Mo Zhao might have been an official for too long, and after all he would not be able to do prostitution in the daytime. He might have to wait a little longer, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he can't do it either.

That kind of thing, it's still night...

Mo Zhao spent a lot of money to buy him, and always wanted to sleep with him.

He went back to the living room to get a glass of water to drink, but after a few sips, his cell phone rang, it was a new one.It contained the phone numbers of Mo Zhao, Gao Ming and Wan Ling.The call was from Gao Ming, and Qiao Yixiao showed disgust as if he had seen a ghost, but because of the temporary difference in identity, he reluctantly picked it up.

Gao Ming still looked like a ghost, speaking quickly and concisely: "The car will be downstairs in 5 minutes, you pack it up."

Qiao Yixiao thought she was going shopping, so she didn't say much, she just said that she knew it, and then she put on a suit of clothes and went downstairs.

In the end, the one who came to pick him up was not the SUV he was already familiar with, but a strange car. Gao Ming rolled down the window to look at him, and it was he who drove to pick him up.

Qiao Yixiao cursed secretly. He didn't know what he was doing here again, but he finally got into the back seat of the car.

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