Good Morning, Miss Ghost

Mo Mozhan ordered a single room, and although he was still carrying a female, Ayao, it was impossible to open a room for her.

When Moyao returned from the balcony, Mo Zhen lay quietly on the hotel's large bed, breathing long and even. The afterglow of the setting sun lightly fell on his face, and the sharp lines of the week were softened a lot.

This unguarded look makes it easy to think of it lightly.

He floated forward to Mo Zhen, and A Yao bent down and looked at him, "Hazel, can I sleep beside you?"

Zhe looked like she was asking, but before Mo Zhen answered, she was already lying down beside Mo Zhen.

He laughed twice in his heart, and Ayao turned his head to look at the person beside him. A tall nose bridge, thin lips, and tightly curled eyelashes.

Ayao raised his eyes subconsciously, trying to lick his eyelashes, but he saw nothing. She glanced at Mo Zhen's eyelashes again. Wouldn't she see the road so long? Shouldn't it be false eyelashes?

Ayao moved to Mo Zhen's side for a moment, thinking, raised her head slightly, and looked at Mo Zhen's clear and fair skin.

According to all the hooligan drama, the next development should be a kiss drama.

Ayao stared at Mo Zhen's side face and swallowed nervously. Slowly lowering her head, A Yao watched Mo Zhen's face slowly enlarge in front of herself. She thought that if she was breathing, then the hot breath had been sprayed on Mo Zhen's face?

It's great not to breathe, it's a god-assistant assist.

阿 As soon as Ayao's lips were close to Mo Zhen's side face, the phone on the bed rang. Before Yao Yao could retreat, Mo Zhen had opened his eyes.

Uh ...

Big eyes and small eyes.

"Haha." He smiled awkwardly, and Aya took the opportunity to distance himself, "Hazel, your skin is so good, you can't see pores so close."

Uh ...

Mo Mozhen looked away without speaking. He took a look at his mobile phone and turned over to get out of bed.

"Hello?" Mo Zhen walked to the balcony and the phone was connected.

"Pitiful, you are so sad."

Mo Mozhen: "..."

The evening air took a hint of coolness. Mo Zhen took a breath and smoothly put on the glass window leading to the balcony: "Dr. Xiang, you don't sleep at night, what's your nerve?" It's already past twelve in China. , Xiang Yunze's habits have always been good, and he will definitely sleep before twelve.

的 Xiang Yunze sighed on the other side of the phone, his tone was very resentful: "You are in love, but the subject is not me, I can't sleep."

Mo Mozhen: "..."

He drew his lips, and patiently asked, "Who told you I was in love?"

"That's what it says online."

Mo Mozhen: "..."

So he took a nap, what happened?

I took a breath again, and Mo Zhen tried to keep himself from getting angry: "I'm in Turkey now, and I'm calling three dollars a minute for an international call, just to listen to you nonsense?"

Yunxiang Yunze finally couldn't help laughing, and said to the microphone, "What are you going to do in Turkey? With whom?"

"... Your reaction is really like a husband who is questioning his wife Hongxing."

"I am."

Mo Mozhen: "..."

He really wanted to hang up.

He was so terrified that he couldn't help but want to emphasize to Yun Ze: "I'm alone."

This answer was expected by Xiang Yunze. Mo Zhen has been a bit lonely since he was a child, and he is too beautiful, so he is always being watched. Now that I'm grown up, although I no longer refuse to be as far away as I was when I was a kid, my friends are always only a few.

Speaking of it, there was a period of time in elementary school when some students in the class reported that Mo Zhen was able to talk to ghosts, making everyone more afraid to approach him. Later, he killed the student who spread the rumors.

Recalling now, Xiang Yunze couldn't help laughing and asked, "Will you still have your ghost friend?"

Mo Mozhen: "..."

Sometimes the truth is often the one that seems the least likely.

In the elementary school, rumors spread that he could see ghosts in his class, but Xiang Yunze was still remembered now. Mo Zhen glanced at A Yao rolling on the big bed, turned his back to Yun Ze and said, "Yeah, still a beautiful female ghost."

The call was very valuable. When Mo Zhen hung up, five minutes had passed. Opening the glass door on the balcony again, Mo Zhen just came to the computer desk and sat down. Aya floated from the bed and habitually approached him: "Hazel, who are you calling? God is mysterious Secret. "

Mo Mozhen raised her eyes and glanced at her, and replied, "Girlfriend."

Ayao: "..."

She blinked her eyes in doubt and looked at Mo Zhen: "I didn't call you just now."

Mo Mozhen: "..."

A Yao's shamelessness can always refresh his lower limit.

I no longer care about A Yao who is sticking to my side, Mo Zhen turns on the computer again, and finds that she is in love on the Internet. He reluctantly edited a new Weibo.

"This is my own travel. I will visit a few monuments tomorrow. I plan to go to bed early tonight. Good night everyone."

Although twelve o'clock in the country has passed, the number of night owls is still considerable. It didn't take long for Mo Zhen's Weibo to get a warm response from netizens.

"It's great, the male **** is a man and he can sleep peacefully!"

"What's live for you is # 帅 到 没 朋友 系列 PART2 #"

"After traveling alone in an amusement park, travel alone. Is it the next time you marry alone ... marry?"

When Xiang Xiang Ze was about to fall asleep, he heard the phone ring.

He originally wanted to shut down when he slept, but because of Li Yan's relationship, he was worried that something would happen to the hospital temporarily, so he turned on the machine while he was sleeping. If it wasn't for the screen that the caller was Chen Qingyang, he would definitely hang up the phone decisively.

"Xiang Xiang! Mo Tianwang travels alone, so he is not in love!"

Uh ...

He pumped at the corner of Yunze's mouth, and then turned into a shallow arc. "Oh, that's really congratulations."

"He also said good night!"

"Well, so hurry up and wash and sleep."

Chen Qingyang: "..."

That's not what you mean!

Hang up the phone, humming Xiaoqu and sent a Weibo-I heard that King Mo Tian travels alone, I decided to add more.

Uh ...

I took a night's rest at the hotel, and the next morning, Mo Zhen's spirit was much better, let alone Aya, as a ghost, she was always trembling as if she were exhausted.

After breakfast briefly, Mo Zhen packed her things and left Aya with Aya. The sky in December is still blue, and the warm sun does not feel cold at all. Mo Zhen only wore a shirt and jacket, and took pictures while walking on the clean and tidy streets of Miletus.

This is the advantage of foreign countries. He doesn't need to disguise himself deliberately, and he can walk in the sun. Occasionally, someone recognized him, but just looked at him from a distance and smiled at him.

In addition to having a well-preserved semi-amphitheatre, the streets are also very characteristic. Ordered some food in a small shop on the street. Mo Zhen sat on a chair and looked at the picture just taken.

Ayao squatted aside to tease the shop's cat, and the kitten seemed to be able to see Ayao, always meowing at her. A Yao stretched out his hand and symbolically touched the kitten's raised head. The noon sun hit Aya's body unbiased, and it seemed that the smile on the corner of her mouth was lit.

Mo Mozhen couldn't help but raise the camera and pressed the shutter in the direction of A Yao.

嚓 "Bad", only the little brown-yellow cat was recorded, and the piece left to the left was filled with noon-transparent sunlight.

Although he couldn't take A Yao, Mo Zhen still hooked his mouth on the photo.

My lover's eyes are the best camera. It can help you record beautiful moments that the camera can't record.

The scene just now has already lived in Mo Zhen's eyes.

Settle in the hotel on the Aegean Sea in the evening. When Aya finally got to the room, she seemed to be a bit tired. She directly occupied the two-meter-by-two-meter bed-although she didn't feel its softness at all, it was good to have fun. Mo Zhen put down his luggage, walked to the table in front of the balcony, sat down, took out his computer, and posted today's schedule.

Compared with the previous two photos, Mo Zhen obviously has much dedication this time, because he posted a set of nine photos.

In addition to spectacular historical sites, there are also white huts covered with bougainvillea; cats lying on the ground lazily basking in the sun, and pedestrians on the road. Of course, the most essential thing is your own selfie.

The response of the fans this time was faster and more enthusiastic than last time. It took almost a blink of an eye to send this Weibo to the popular Weibo ranking.

Mo Zhen turned to look at the comments. Some of them were shocked and beautiful. Some were shocked that Mo Zhen had superb camera skills. Others were shocked that Mo Zhen even brought a tail ring.

The tail ring means loneliness, independence, and singleness.

It seems that the male **** has realized his fate of being "handsome enough to have no friends, single life". The fans expressed their comfort.

榛 And Mo Zhen at the other end of the computer couldn't help but twitched his lips. Yesterday, these people were still guessing that he was in love. Today, he is analyzing that he will be single for a lifetime, and the world has become too fast.

I went to the bathroom and took a bath. Mo Zhen looked at A Yao lying on the bed, really wanting to kick her down. But he can only think about it.

"You don't need to sleep?" A cold voice came from the top of his head, Aya murmured, opened one eye and looked at Mo Zhen standing aside, then panned half a meter to the right.

Mo Mozhen looked at the half-bed vacated and stood still. A Yao was forced by his eyes pressure and moved to the right, but Mo Zhen still didn't move.

Ayao was finally upset: "Everyone has a share in this bed, you can't drive me away, let alone we haven't slept." We slept together last night!

Mo Mozhen: "..."

What do you mean haven't slept! Can you tell the whole story!

Xun vented angrily and lay down on the half-bed vacated by A Yao, and Mo Zhen pulled the quilt on his heart. The body just after taking a bath also carried wet water vapor, and the fragrance of the shower gel floated to the tip of Ayao's nose.

The kitten sucked his nose like a kitten, and Ayao moved toward Mo Zhen side by side: "Hazel, you are so fragrant."

Mo Mozhen closed her eyes and didn't want to ignore her.

"Hazel Harmon ~" A Yao continued to move towards Mo Zhen, and in a blink of an eye he had already stuck to Mo Zhen's ear. Without any warning, the picture of Aya stealing himself came to mind last night, and Mo Zhen suddenly felt that his ears were a little hot.

He grabbed the quilt and turned over, Mo Zhen turned his cold back on A Yao.

A Yao looked at Mo Zhen's soft black hair, and couldn't help but raise his mouth corner: "Good night, Hazel."

good night.