The host of fast travel is Bailian in the prosperous age

Ye Jin's eyebrows moved, and he said to the phone: "Xiaoyang, I'll be right back."

Xiaoyang?

Isn't it Xu Moshu?

Lin Yibai frowned slightly, and looked at Ye Jin with a puzzled expression: "Who is Xiaoyang?"

Ye Jin hung up the phone without waiting for Xu Moshu's reaction. He put the phone in his pocket and said without changing his expression, "I've been very sad since Moshu left me. Although I know it's wrong, but I still couldn't help it, I found someone similar to Mo Shu."

Ye Jin smiled self-deprecatingly. He got up and brought up the dish next to him, his eyes were a little sore: "Thank you for telling me this, thank you for letting me know, Mo Shu...he still has me in his heart."

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When Ye Jin arrived home, Xu Moshu was still sleeping on the sofa in a daze.His shirt had already been wrinkled by himself, and the skin under the shirt was vaguely exposed, and the traces of his neck resting on the sofa made Ye Jin's desire more and more intense.

Hearing the movement, Xu Moshu raised his eyes to look at Ye Jin, his eyelids lifted, and his voice was tinged with laziness: "Are you back?"

Xu Moshu yawned, his eyes suddenly became wet: "Are you going to start cooking?"

Ye Jin closed her eyes, trying to suppress the desire in her heart: "...um."

"Do you want me to help?" Xu Moshu rubbed his eyes, "Also, what did you call 'Xiaoyang' when you hung up the phone just now? Who is he?"

Ye Jin carried the dishes into the kitchen, and when he heard Xu Moshu's words, he curled his lips slightly.

Sure enough, although Xu Moshu was injected with drugs to suppress emotions, did he still love him deep in his heart?

Is he... jealous?

However, he hadn't been happy for too long, when he heard Xu Moshu say flatly: "Dr. Ye is already 25 years old, right? It's time to find a suitable person."

Xu Moshu just leaned against the door of the kitchen, his expression unchanged.

It's like talking about someone who doesn't matter.

Ye Jin pursed his lips, and he took out the things in the bag, looking a little unhappy: "You want me to find a boyfriend?"

Xu Moshu looked at Ye Jin inexplicably: "Is this a suggestion? We are just a master-servant relationship now. What does it matter to me who you fall in love with and who you marry?"

Xu Moshu gave a soft "tsk" and looked down at the tip of his shoe.

At this time, Ye Jin should rush up and play him a prison play.

And then he didn't follow, and after a few rounds, the favorability of the misfire was less than 90?

But Ye Jin just smiled lightly: "That's right! We... have nothing to do with you, and whatever I do has nothing to do with you..."

Who I fall in love with has nothing to do with you, who I marry has nothing to do with you.

But who can blame this?

Didn't he do all of this himself?

Xu Moshu: "...?"

Little student Ye Jin is planning to give up on himself?

Why is he so worthless!

I don't even know that there is a forced love!

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Lan Mi watched the host's strange psychological activities, and silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Why does he always feel that the host's thoughts are somewhat distorted.

He actually hoped that the target of the attack would imprison him.

Could his host be a hidden sick girl?

#My host is a hidden sick girl, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent#

【Author's words】

There are nine recommendation tickets yesterday, and I have been wondering whether to add more [doubt.jpg]