"No, I don't want it. I promised my dad and mom to celebrate together tonight. Yu Se, you were so handsome just now. Although I'm still upset, seeing the Wuzhishan on Xia Xiaoqiu's face, I feel a little better now.
He who refuses to retaliate is not a gentleman, and he who swallows his anger is a coward." She said, casting a disdainful glance at Mo Jingyao.
What she said meant something.
It refers to Mo Jingyao.
She didn't take action to send Xia Xiaoqiu in before, and now she still doesn't teach Xia Xiaoqiu a lesson. The more she looks at Mo Jingyao, the more cowardly she becomes. She despises Mo Jingyao.
Mo Jingyao seemed not to have heard Yang An'an's words, and said softly to Yu Se: "Miss Yang has something to do, let's go."
"May we wish you together?"
"Let's talk about it when we get there." Mo Jingyao was still calm.
He didn't want to bring a blessing, just her and him, having a good meal together, a world for two.
"All right."
Not far away, the voices of Yang Anan's father and mother were heard, and Yang Anan rushed towards her parents.
Yu Se was envious when she saw the bouquet of flowers in An An's mother's arms.
Many parents came to pick up their children with flowers in their arms.
Neither her father nor her mother came.
Luo Mo followed Mo Jingyao's side, "She didn't come because she had a stomachache, right?"
"Yeah, six yuan." She didn't want to, but just after she asked, Mo Jingyao gave such an absolutely standard answer without any objection.
"Okay, then I will treat you as my father and my mother has been here." Mo Jingyao was really sultry, she said to leave six pieces of gauze in Chen Meishu's belly, but judging from his expression just now, it was just as she was doing.
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Mo Jingyao stretched out his hand and touched her head, but when he thought of Luo Wanyi's warning, he didn't say the words "you and me" that came to his lips.
"I'll cook it for you tonight."
"Okay, this will prove your sincerity." Yu Se smiled without thinking about anything. She really liked watching Mo Jingyao cook, and it was probably this man who made the cooking look like an oil painting.
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nice.
Bugatti drove away from this examination room.
Yu Se's cell phone also rang.
First it was Principal Shi, then Teacher Zhang, and teachers from various subjects. When they found out that she was awake and had taken the college entrance examination, they all became concerned.
I didn't call her yesterday because I was afraid it would affect her next exam. Now that the exam is over, I naturally want to be concerned about it.
Yu Se answered all the questions, and she answered everything the teacher asked.
Only the Chinese teacher has been regretting it, thinking that Yu Se can give her a high score and make her look good. As a result, Yu Se failed to study for the Chinese exam.
When all the calls were hung up, Bugatti also arrived.
Arrive at Chenji.
From where the car is parked, you can see Qimei No. 1 Middle School at a glance.
But Yu Se knew that for the rest of her life, Qimei No. 1 Middle School would be just a memory, and she would no longer be a student here.
"Mo Jingyao, thank you for accompanying me here." This allowed her to complete the life experience of high school from beginning to end.
"Let's go."
It was very quiet in front of Chen Ji's door.
In fact, all the restaurants in Qimei Yiyi Chinese and Foreign Restaurants were very quiet tonight.
The college entrance examination is over.
The students all went to eat the feast they wanted.
I have long been tired of eating at these restaurants near the school, and I will never eat here again.
Therefore, restaurants near the school are deserted.
Just after entering Chen Ji, Yu Se felt that Chen Ji's deserted appearance was a little too much.
There's not even a human figure left.
"Young Master Mo, the ingredients are all ready, please take a look." Chen Ji's store manager saw her and Mo Jingyao and came over to greet them.
Mo Jingyao followed the store manager into the back kitchen, glanced at it and said, "That's it."
"Is there anything else you need?"
"there is none left."
Then, with a wave of the store manager's hand, all the employees in the store took off their uniforms and hats.
"You are..."
"Young Master Mo made a reservation for Chen Ji tonight." The store manager explained to Yu Se and left in a hurry.
Otherwise, why would it feel like Mo Jingyao's eyes were saying that his light bulb was too bright?
Yu Se suddenly understood, no wonder Chen Ji was so deserted.
No matter what, Chen Ji is the best restaurant near Qimei No. 1 Middle School.
After being renovated, both the software and hardware have been upgraded to a higher level.
While she was stunned, the man in front of her had already taken off his suit jacket, revealing the white shirt underneath.
Yu Se discovered that Mo Jingyao in a suit and Mo Jingyao in a white shirt gave her different feelings.
Just the taste of two artistic conceptions.
Mo Jingyao in a suit definitely looks like a domineering president.
But Mo Jingyao wearing a shirt is like a handsome young man from the ancient saying, picturesque.
At this time, the man gently rolled up the cuffs of his white shirt, picked up the apron that the store manager had prepared for him, tied it on, and walked to the kitchen.
"Mo Jingyao, do you really want to cook yourself?"
"Well, do you want to come together?" When he asked Yu Se softly, he heard the sound of his heartbeat.
That's the sound of expectation.
"Okay." The college entrance examination is over, Yu Se is also relaxed, "However, I only know how to cook, and I can't make any good dishes."
"I'll do it, you do it." After saying this, I felt that the next scene must be beautiful.
"I can still wash and pick vegetables." Yu Se really wanted to help Mo Jingyao.
However, when she really wanted to take action, she discovered that the ingredients in the kitchen had already been prepared and all she had to do was put them in the pot.
Not only don’t you need to wash it, you don’t need to cut it either.
She had followed Mo Jingyao in before, but she didn't pay attention at that time.
"I...I don't seem to have anything left to do."
"It's okay to pass the condiments."
"Okay." She had nothing to do at the moment anyway, so she just handed him something.
Then, Yu Se stood beside Mo Jingyao and watched him cook, and then obediently handed him this and that.
While they were frying, I heard the man who was busy saying, "I'm sweating."
"Oh, I'm going to get wet wipes." He rushed outside and pulled out wet wipes and came back. There were beads of sweat on Mo Jingyao's forehead.
However, this man was good-looking even with beads of sweat on his face. She raised her head slightly to look at him, her heart beating faster inexplicably, "Mo Jingyao, why are you so good-looking?"
"For you."
"What are you doing for me?" Yu Se was confused, "I just want to ask you, are you really not interested in An An?" You still want to bring together Mo Jingyao and Yang An'an.
She felt that although Yang Anan no longer wanted to pursue Mo Jingyao, if Mo Jingyao pursued Yang Anan, there would still be hope for the two of them.
"without."
The word "cold" was used as a metaphor, "Mo Jingyao, you can't stop being so cold. When I'm with you, there's no warmth at all." As he said that, he wiped the sweat from his forehead fiercely.
The movements are not gentle at all.
"Push", Mo Jingyao cut his finger while cutting the ginger.