Chapter 365

If Yang Jiaxin knew that Xiao Ye had leaked her secret, what would she do to him?

The most important thing is, how should I get along with Xiao Ye in the future?

If Xiao Ye knew he had used him, we might not even have to be friends?

Oh, what should I do?!

Fangfang is used to doing things according to Mo Yan's orders. She seldom thinks about such complex problems independently. For a moment, she feels like a fuse stuffed with chaos in her mind.

Each end is burning.

If you want to snuff out this one, the other one has burned up. When you kill the other one, this one will detonate again.

Finally, I had to give up reluctantly, watch the messy fuse burn to the end, and then bang,

My brain exploded!

Under the dim yellow street lamp, a round and lovely girl held her head and squatted on the ground, whining, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

……

……

"Fangfang, this girl, won't make any trouble again?"

At this time, in Mo Yan's bedroom.

The mature and plump woman touched her left eyelid, which suddenly jumped badly, while taking off her clothes and talking to herself.

Dong Dong.

There was a careful knock on the door outside the bedroom, as well as a rush full of expectation.

"Sister Mo, have you changed it? I'm going back later. "

"Then you can go now."

Hearing the sound of the goods, Mo Yan took a smoke at the corners of his mouth, took a look at the "short" mature nightdress on the bed, and said coldly outside the door.

"I, I can stay for another half an hour."

The voice replied dully.

"No, it's still important. Zhang planned not to spend your precious time with me, an old woman."

Mo Yan's voice became colder and colder.

There is a reason why she is so angry.

They haven't met for 16 days, but Mo Yan is different from Lin Yao. Lin Yao will directly say "I miss you" to Xiao Le, but Mo Yan can't say such words.

You can only lose your temper or scold this silly fork on wechat and phone, and then listen to his anxious apology.

Such a mode of getting along seems to have become a process between two people.

Mo Yan is always on the active side. That idiot is passive every time, so Mo Yan always feels a little worse.

In fact, she doesn't want to be a queen!

She also wants to be a gentle and clever little woman who can snuggle up in the arms of her boyfriend.

So when they had dinner together at Mo Yan's house, Zhang Zhiqin carefully proposed to help Mo Yan see if the two clothes fit,

Mo Yan's heart was soft and agreed.

Zhang Zhiqin immediately brightened her eyes. She originally wanted sister Mo to try the "ultra short" JK, but she was still in the survival instinct and chose the slightly normal black lace nightdress.

At the moment, he was waiting for the exciting scene at the door of his bedroom.

"Sister Mo, are you ready..."

After waiting a few more minutes, Zhang Zhiqin looked at the time and couldn't help urging again.

But this time he didn't finish his words. The bedroom door had been opened.

Zhang Zhiqin immediately closed her mouth and held her breath.

"Wow... Huh?"

However, the next second his expression changed from excitement and expectation to surprise.

"Sister Mo, what are you wearing?"

Mo Yan didn't wear that nightdress, but a loose home clothes.

The coat has long sleeves and trousers. The whole body is covered tightly. You can't even see the body curve.

Zhang Zhiqin opened her mouth and was stunned.

"Very disappointed?"

Mo Yan glared at him and went to the sofa to sit down.

Pouting her mouth and biting her cheek, the 33 year old woman looks like an angry little girl.

She turned to look at Zhang Zhiqin, who was still standing there, and couldn't help staring.

"Come here!"

"Oh, oh."

Zhang Zhiqin quickly trotted over and sat down.

"Why are you so far away?"

Mo Yan glared at him again.

"Oh, oh."

Zhang Zhiqin hurried over and sat down next to Mo Yan.

"That's your hand?"

Mo Yan glanced at the goods with dissatisfaction, holding hands with each other.

"Then, how do you put it?"

Zhang Zhiqin is stupid. He doesn't know where to put his hands.

Mo Yan couldn't help rolling his eyes and asked angrily:

"How long haven't we seen each other?"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately replied, "sixteen days!"

Mo Yan did not speak and looked at him coldly.

At last, the goods are no longer the straight and straight chicken. They blink desperately, calculate rapidly in their mind, and quickly add:

"To be exact, we haven't seen each other for 388 hours. Hey, hey."

Mo Yan's expression finally eased this time and continued to ask:

"Do you miss me?"

Zhang Zhiqin nodded: "of course, every day, oh no, every hour and every minute!"

Mo Yan's expression is no longer cold. His eyes stare at his boyfriend and say:

"Since you miss me so much, why do you just think about that when you see me?

Is it because I am much older than you, so in your eyes, I am actually a

A woman who falls in love only for that kind of thing? "

"Elder sister Mo......"

It was the first time that Zhang Zhiqin saw Mo Yan show this kind of weakness in front of her, and she was stunned for a moment.

"I'll be thirty-four next January, and you're only twenty-seven. When I'm forty, you'll be thirty-three. Have you ever thought about it..."

Mo Yan sighed, grabbed Zhang Zhiqin's hand, put it on his plump and tight waist, then leaned his head against his chest and continued:

"When shall we get married? When do you want children? I'm so old that it's hard to have children in a few years. "

"This, this..." Zhang Zhiqin scratched her head and said honestly:

"Sorry, sister Mo, I haven't thought about these things."

The relationship between the two has not been established for less than a month. If Zhang Zhiqin said that he had made plans for marriage and children, it would be a bit false.

Mo Yan was not as angry as usual. She sighed faintly:

"You're still so young. If you find a girl your age, you two can do everything at the same time,

You don't have to be like this. You always have to accommodate me because of my age. Even when I'm angry, you don't dare to talk back,

I think we are like mothers and sons now. It's too strange. "

In fact, Mo Yan didn't talk about these things on a whim. The age gap with Zhang Zhiqin has always been a gap in her heart.

Although in front of Zhang Zhiqin, she is always very strong. Even the process of being with this silly fork is dominated by her.

But in fact, she is also very afraid.

She is seven years older than Zhang Zhiqin. The so-called junior girl holding a gold brick is actually self consolation.

Only at her age can we really realize how short a woman's youth is.

What's more, she is a divorced woman in the legal sense.

"Zhang Zhiqin, we really should think about whether we are suitable or not..."

"Sister Mo!"

"Huh? Ah!! "

Looking at the rare resentment and weakness on Mo Yan's face, a big silly fork suddenly did something unexpected.