Their Love Stories

Ye Zhongjue stared at Mo Suqing quietly for a long time, and found that she had just got out of the car and there was something wrong, and then she looked the same.

He nodded.

"Okay, no change!"

Leng Xiyao couldn't help but complain, this man is too cold, let alone Leng, now she is so cherished words like gold, she is worried that Suqing will be frozen into a popsicle with him .

Leng Xiyao was suddenly struck by her own thoughts.

A picture emerged in her mind, Ye Zhongjue's icy look that no one else should enter, and when she saw Mo Suqing, a cold light suddenly appeared, wherever she went, it was instantly frozen three feet away, Mo Suqing was gorgeous and gorgeous. Turned into a popsicle in front of him.

Leng Xiyao couldn't help but sneered.

Ye Zhongjue and Mo Suqing seemed to have aura, they turned around and looked at her with a crazy look.

Leng Xiyao was injured immediately. The two men really deserved to be a husband and wife. They both reacted so identically. She suddenly felt that she had suffered 10,000 points of harm, and she wanted to survive as a single dog like her.

The three people walked into the Tianyu Hotel and chose a position by the window.

Gentleman Ye Zhongjue handed the menu to Leng Xiyao and asked her to order first.

Although Mo Suqing and Ye Zhongjue haven't said a word since they met, the two of them have made eye contact countless times. Leng Xiyao called a dog abuser.

In fact, Ye Zhongjue chose this hotel for a reason. Tianyu Hotel has the least number of visits. He doesn't want to be recognized in front of Mo Suqing, especially Leng Xiyao.

When Ye Zhongjue went to ask for a drink, Leng Xiyao couldn't help but speak again, "Suqing, you have found a superb product. It is a miracle that you can meet such a handsome man. It is a miracle that you can have this if you are not in love and get drunk. Such an affair!"

Mo Suqing glared at her speechlessly. This girl could really say anything. It was a miracle that she met Ye Zhongjue.

Leng Xiyao's performance tonight, she had already wanted to strangle her countless times in her heart.

She glanced at Leng Xiyao coldly, "Yaoyao, when you came out tonight, did you forget to take your medicine?"

Leng Xiyao didn't react for a while, but Mo Suqing's next words almost made her jump up and kill.

"Otherwise, how could it be so two!"

When Leng Xiyao was about to have an attack, she saw Ye Zhongjue coming over, a twisted smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, her body slightly sideways, and she whispered.

"Suqing, you're dead, we will settle accounts tomorrow!"

Ye Zhongjue took yogurt and orange juice for the two of them, fearing that they would not be used to other drinks.

Leng Xiyao politely said thank you, and put the orange juice on the table.

The dishes were not served yet, and the three of them sat quietly, the atmosphere was really weird.

Leng Xiyao thought of what Mo Suqing had just said, and a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Ye Zhongjue, has Suqing ever said that you are so handsome that you are so handsome!"

It was Ye Zhongjue's so calmness that he was almost choked by Leng Xiyao, who played his cards unreasonably.

Mo Suqing's whole person was distorted. Shi Yaoyao had known that she had been blasted away today, and she knew to smear her image.

She couldn't even imagine whether Ye Zhongjue would look at herself weirdly after Leng Xiyao left, and would he say how the friends you made looked like crazy.

Mo Su covered her face eagerly, crying without tears, her expression was distorted to the point of looking straight.

Ye Zhongjue gave a light cough, and said lightly, "Fortunately, I haven't said it!"

Leng Xiyao was stunned, just this little reaction, the reaction was too flat.

A dinner finally ended in the various thrills in Mo Suqing's heart.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ye Zhongjue offered to send Leng Xiyao, but Leng Xiyao firmly refused.

She finally returned to normal at this moment, and her tone was no longer as hysterical as that would.

"Ye Zhongjue, according to my observations today, you and us are indeed very suitable." She added silently in her heart, the same calmness and humiliation.

"But, Suqing is a sensitive girl..." Leng Xiyao continued regardless, regardless of Mo Suqing's staring eyes.

"If you don't treat her well in the future, don't talk about your unfaithfulness, I won't let you go first, there are so many good men in the world, I won't let her hang on your tree... Maybe not It’s more comfortable to hang from a tree..."

"Yaoyao!" Mo Suqing yelled hurriedly. She didn't drink tonight. Why did she feel that this girl was drunk and talked about everything that should and shouldn't be said.

Ye Zhongjue always looked at Leng Xiyao expressionlessly, and Leng Xiyao waved his hand boldly, "Don't interrupt me, let me finish!"

She continued to look at Ye Zhongjue, "In short, be nice to us, or I will kill you!"

Mo Suqing is completely embarrassed, Yaoyao, you think you are a gangster, and if you kill you, she can barely see people anymore.

Ye Zhongjue didn't respond much, and said lightly, "I won't let her down!"

His voice was very weak, but unusually firm, and Mo Suqing's heart trembled when he heard it. Is he making a promise to himself?

Leng Xiyao stared at him for three seconds, and suddenly released a particularly brilliant smile, "That's good! You don't have to send me off, I will go home by myself!"

After speaking, she went to the trunk to get things.

Ye Zhongjue looked at Mo Suqing and asked, can she go home alone like this?

Mo Suqing understands Leng Xiyao, for so many years, Leng Xiyao has never brought anyone back to her home, let alone let anyone send her home.

She shook her head, "Forget it, she doesn't like being sent to her by others."

Leng Xiyao didn't want to let others know the information of her home, but Mo Suqing understood her very well. She never felt that as long as she was a good friend, she could spy on each other's privacy.

She knew very well in her heart that if Yaoyao wanted to tell her, she would naturally.

Seeing Leng Xiyao's departure, Ye Zhongjue looked at Mo Suqing silently, "Your friend is very good, I can see that she cares about you!"

Mo Suqing nodded, she knew all this.

Although they usually like to quarrel, their relationship is stronger than anyone else. Yaoyao cares about her very much, she has always known it.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Ye Zhongjue's words flashed a warm current in Mo Su's heart. At this moment, she suddenly didn't want to hug him.

Not only did she think so, she did the same.

In Ye Zhongjue's surprised eyes, she took the initiative to hug him.

Ye Zhongjue sighed slightly and hugged her back.

A seductive pair of men and women hugged each other tightly on the crowded street, forming a beautiful picture, beautiful and warm, attracting passing pedestrians to look back frequently.

Mo Suqing's face turned red, and he patted Ye Zhongjue's chest.

"Let's go, so many people are watching."

As soon as she finished speaking, a woman looked at them, and Ye Zhongjue stared back at them coldly.

Mo Suqing looked at him speechlessly. Why hadn't she noticed before? This man is not only indifferent and domineering, but also a little bit naive.

Mo Suqing hurriedly pulled him to the side of the car. It was ashamed. It didn't look like that everyone hugged and hugged him. They stared at others, it was almost!

Back in the car, Ye Zhongjue asked why you pulled my expression.

Mo Su is embarrassed, brother, can we be more embarrassed?

How could she find that this man is getting cuter and cuter!

Back home, Ye Zhongjue lifted the things he bought upstairs, and Mo Suqing opened the door.

Ye Zhongjue walked to the sofa and put things off casually.

Suddenly, his eyes froze. Didn't she go to buy her clothes for the season? How can there be clothes in a men's clothing store.

Ye Zhongjue took the clothes from the men's shop with sharp eyes. He opened it slightly and saw a black woolen trench coat.

He thought for a while, then tucked the clothes in and put them away, pretending that he didn't know anything.

Mo Suqing came out of the bath and found that Ye Zhongjue was still beside the sofa, handling business affairs with a computer.

Sometimes she really has the illusion that Ye Zhongjue is busier than the big boss.

"Why are you still in the office? Let's take a shower. I've been tired all day."

Mo Suqing wiped her hair over and over, and said casually.

Ye Zhongjue raised his head and glanced at her faintly, stood up slowly, brought the hair dryer over, and looked at Mo Suqing.

"Come on, come here!"

Mo Suqing looked at him and then at the hair dryer. Is he going to blow his hair, but the question is, will he?

Why did she not believe that he could blow his hair when she saw him look like a noble boy?

Although blowing his hair is simple, he can blow his own short hair. Her hair is long and difficult to handle. If he gets entangled, it will be very painful, OK!

As if seeing her concerns, Ye Zhongjue's tone was as gentle as possible.

"I will be more careful!"

"Really?" Mo Suqing looked at him suspiciously. In fact, she had already set off a storm in her heart. Every time, her thoughts seemed to be easily seen through by him.

Ye Zhongjue nodded without doubt.

Mo Suqing thought for a while, and didn't want to hurt his enthusiasm, so she walked over slowly.

Ye Zhongjue turned on the hair dryer and slowly took care of Mo Suqing's black and beautiful long hair, which was separated by strands for fear of hurting Mo Suqing.

From time to time, he looked at the sofa on the other side and looked at the shopping bags on it.

While blowing on Mo Suqing's hair, he pretended to speak unconsciously.

"Do you have nothing to say to me today?"

Perhaps Ye Zhongjue's hands were too light and his movements were too gentle. Mo Suqing was almost falling asleep. His mind was drowsy, and he couldn't react for a while.

"Ah!" As soon as she said, Ye Zhongjue had a meal, and Mo Suqing suddenly hurt.

Mo Su exclaimed in pain, Ye Zhongjue looked at her embarrassedly, his eyes full of distress, and a slight grievance on his cold face.

He looked at Mo Suqing earnestly, with deep eyes, like a cold pool, not bottomed out, "Do you really have nothing to say to me?"

Mo Suqing looked at him in surprise, raised his head and thought for a long time, and finally uttered a word, "Thank you for inviting Yaoyao to dinner tonight."

Ye Zhongjue looked at her with a bit of hatred for iron and steel. Is he the kind of person who makes others thank him for a meal?

Ye Zhongjue was so angry that she didn't buy that dress for herself, so she didn't know what to say to herself.

However, if you didn't buy it for yourself, who would you buy it for?

Could it be Gu Jiannan, when he thought of this possibility, Ye Zhongjue's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he suddenly had an urge to kill.