“…… How do you know, "Lausanne stroked.

"From ancient times to the present, it has been shown on TV," said Maurice. Listening to her tone, Maurice knew that he had guessed it. It was groundless and a little uncomfortable.

Although she knew that Yan Su had an ex boyfriend, she didn't expect to pay so much.

This woman is so stupid.

What kind of man can deceive her.

Lausanne was completely speechless. Well, she forgot that her husband was a dramatist and her brother was a director. "Don't tell Susu, it's her personal thing after all."

"That's dog blood," murucci said coldly.

"Come on, dog blood, I see. Goodbye." I couldn't talk to these people any more. Lausanne hung up.

……

Molucci threw the mobile phone, suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

The next morning when she knocked on the door, Yan Su opened the door again staring at two dark circles under her eyes. She said, "I'm sorry, I didn't cook porridge. I'm going to go to school later."

"Why don't you cook porridge?" said Maurice, noticing her listlessness, and certainly not because she was busy with her work.

"Because I'm in a bad mood."

"Why are you in a bad mood when the weather is so good," pursued molucci.

“……”

Is it possible to be in a good mood if the weather is good.

Yan Su clenched her teeth. "A woman in a bad mood doesn't need a reason. You can go out and solve it by yourself these days."

She finished and closed the door.

Molucci was shocked by the door and stepped back two steps. She was angry. She helped her yesterday. Today she is arrogant. It's too much.

……

In the canteen, Maurice looked around, did not see the familiar figure, then bowed his head to eat, ate a few mouthfuls, really tasted nothing, took chopsticks to stab the ribs.

"If you don't eat spareribs, I'll clip them for you," Zhang Hongchuan pinched a piece of spareribs from his bowl.

Molucci seems to have not seen the same, holding chopsticks in both hands, holding a genie's jaw, but did not notice how many women in the canteen secretly talk about such small movements.

Zhang Hongchuan sighs in silence. Handsome people can fascinate people with any action.

"You say What should a woman do when she is in a bad mood, "said Maurice suddenly.

Zhang Hongchuan puffed all his rice.

"What are you doing?" molucci glared at him in disgust, and quickly wiped his face and clothes with a tissue.

"Sorry, I thought there was something wrong with my ears," Zhang Hongchuan pulled out his ears. "What did you just say?"

Molucci gritted his teeth, "I said how to deal with a woman in a bad mood."

"You say your mother?"

"My mother is in a bad mood and I don't care about her," said Maurice, staring at him word by word.

Zhang Hongchuan Tut, "then who do you say, you should not like who?"

"No way," molucci glared at him.

It's impossible to like facial makeup.

In addition to being beautiful, singing better, cooking better, being cute when blushing, having soft arms and breasts, what else is worth taking.

The most unacceptable thing is that she should be stupid enough to be cheated by men.

"What's impossible? You're not eunuch. You're straight there," Zhang Hongchuan said with a smile.

"Speak of man," said Maurice coldly.

Zhang Hongchuan gently coughed, "in fact, it's very simple. A woman is in a bad mood. Hold her and coax her."

Molucci: --

Hold on to Yan Su. It's not good.

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