Good Morning, Miss Ghost

I don't know if it's Mo Zhen's illusion. He always feels that Xiang Yunze today is a little different from normal times. The moonlight over his head fell between the two, like a galaxy separating the Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

Yakuro Weaver? The corner of Mo Zhen's mouth was drawn, it must be because he was too tired today to use such a terrifying metaphor.

"When did you come?" Mo Zhen walked to the door and asked the people behind him as he opened the door.

"It's been a while."

"Why don't you call me?"

"Call you and you will run over to meet me desperately?"

"... No." Card snapped, and the door opened.

"Why should I call you?" Took off his shoes to Yunze and followed Mo Zhen into the room.

Although I haven't been here for three years, there has been no change in the room. Even the abstract dancer on the TV set, the skirt is still rising in the same direction.

But I always felt something more.

It wasn't until he saw the prickly pear on the table that he finally knew what was more.

Humorous. It looks more like a home than before.

"When did you raise the prickly pear?" There was a pot of prickly pear here before, because he chose it himself, so I remember it very well. But he clearly remembered that it was a fake prickly pear, when did it become real? Does it also practice fineness by itself?

With Mo Yan's eyes looking at Yun Ze's movement, it was Aya holding a fairy ball to buy, and she said that she could prevent radiation.

What radiation does a ghost have to protect against? However, he brought such a pot of prickly pear back the next day, and the only condition was that Ayao was responsible for raising it himself. More than four months later, he didn't water the pot of prickly pear, but he didn't expect it to be strong. He was alive.

"Oh, isn't it radiation proof?"

Mo Mozhen casually perfunctory, glanced at Yunze with a strange look: "You actually feed it?"

Mo Mozhen: "..."

Did he feed the cat before?

"Mo Zhen, you have changed." Xiang Yunze looked at him, and seemed to want to read something from his eyes. Mo Zhen lowered his eyes, and the thick eyelashes masked the rolling emotions in his eyes.

He knew that he had changed. After meeting Ayao, everything seemed to be out of his control.

"Do you know Li Yan?"

Do you know Li Yan? It wasn't like a problem, it was more like a sharp sword, and suddenly he hacked at himself.

The corner of Tong Mozhen's mouth moved. He never thought about hiding it from Yunze for a lifetime, but now this situation, he seems too passive.

认识 "I know, she's my assistant." Mo Zhen looked up and met Xiang Yunze's expressionless face. He didn't look very surprised or even calm.

I was too calm.

I originally thought that I had thrown this blockbuster, so I could fight against guests in this sudden confrontation, but I never thought that I would always move forward to Yunze.

"Last time I saw you at the hospital, did you go to see Li Yan?"

Mo Zhen was really stunned this time. He really didn't expect that the day would be seen by Yunze. He pursed his lips subconsciously, and he felt he had to say something.

"I……"

I haven't said it mellowly, the punch that flies to Yunze has landed on his chin.

His strength is very strong, there is absolutely no mercy to his men. Mo Zhen sat on the sofa behind him because of this impulse, and before he looked up, a thick shadow had covered his head: "Sorry, I know I shouldn't blame you for this, but I still can't help thinking you."

Wu Xiangyunze's words didn't fall, and one punch had been waved to Mo Zhen again.

But this time Mo Zhen avoided.

Xun Xiangyun Ze punched him on the sofa because he swooped up and leaned forward inertia. Mo Zhen stood behind him, and wiped a piece of blood leaking out of the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand: "Exactly, I want to punch you too."

He sneered at Yunze, turned around, and loosened the tie on his neck. "You never seemed to beat me."

Mo Mozhen squeezed her fist and looked at him with a smile: "I just help you refresh your memory today."

I ca n’t remember how long I have n’t fought so arbitrarily. After graduating from junior high school, I have n’t even had a wild run, let alone beating each other so happily.

Yes, it's just fighting each other, without any fighting skills, simple to rude.

But every punch is like a wave of the long-depressed emotion in my heart.

Ten minutes later, the two were sitting on the sofa, panting in unclothed clothing.

画面 This picture is really easy to make some blushing heartbeat associations.

The mobile phone vibrated for a moment, while Mo Zhen panted, took a look at the mobile phone that was falling aside.

"I'm home, the boss remembers eating ~~ 3 ="

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but tilted and touched the wound. Mo Zhen sighed, and responded with a calm opposite to the surging heart: "Huh."

He feels that he is so cool and handsome that if he ignores the guy who is staring at him with a smile on his face.

"I haven't been fooling around in recent years, at least I have more strength than before." Xiang Yunze was trapped on the sofa, his chest violently undulating.

He Mohan picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth. The **** really greeted him in the face: "Doctor Xiang, I am a person who eats by the face, and you are responsible for disfiguring you."

Xiang Yunze sat up with a smile on the sofa and took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth: "I will go to class with this face tomorrow, maybe I will be fired from school."

The two raised their heads at the same time, their eyes collided in the air, and they looked at each other with a wolverine look, and laughed in unison.

After a big fight, Wu laughed wildly. The last time it seemed was in the second grade of elementary school. They had much more colors on that day than today, but the popsicle I ate after that was also the most delicious popsicle I have ever eaten in my life.

He seemed to be laughing enough, Xiang Yunze stopped to look at Mo Zhen, with a playful expression: "You know I like her, but let her be your assistant?"

Mo Mozhen looked up and looked at him unavoidably: "It was she who ran to Kai Huang to interview and heard that she had rejected you."

I still say it yourself.

He pressed down to Yunze and urged him to urge him to warn, "Yan Yan's body has just recovered, you shouldn't give her some miscellaneous things."

"Relax, I will take good care of her."

This sentence raised Xiang Yunze's unhappiness by a few steps, and he said it as if he was proclaiming sovereignty. Frowning, Xiang Yunze finally asked his most important question: "How do you know each other?"

Only this problem, he couldn't figure it out anyway.

Before Li Yan graduated, she absolutely did not know Mo Zhen. On the day of graduation, she fell off the stairs and fell into a coma. She also had no chance to meet Mo Zhen. But suddenly, Mo Zhen appeared outside Li Yan's ward, and even more suddenly, Li Yan became his assistant.

Mo Mozhen crumpled the paper towel in her hand and threw it into the trash can aside. The large chandelier above his head exuded warm yellow light and fell lightly on him, like a soft halo.

Wu Xiangyun thought, this person really looks a little better.

He watched him raise his chin slightly, and there was a thick smile on his lips.

"This is a miracle."

Until Xiangze drove out of Kensney Manor, Mo Zhen's smile was still lingering in his head.

Their encounter was a miracle. Was it deliberately told to him?

突然 He suddenly felt that it was still too light.

Mo Mozhen packed the battlefield while covering the corners of her mouth with freshly cooked eggs. Although the living room was a little messed up, nothing miraculously broke it.

Miracle? Mo Zhen couldn't help thinking of the expression on Xiang Yunze when he heard these two words. He cleaned up the living room and planned to go upstairs to take a bath and go straight to bed.

记得 "Remember to eat ~"

Sui Liyan's admonition echoed in her ear suddenly, Mo Zhen paused for a moment, then peeled off the egg in her hand and ate it.

Wu Xiangyun's car stopped in the old house of the Jiang family.

The exercises at the Wuwu Pavilion are long over, but the lights are still on in the dojo. Xiang Yunze walked towards the bright place. In the empty Wuguan, there was only one old man Jiang.

似乎 He seems to particularly enjoy tea here.

"Drinking tea at night is not good for sleep." Xiang Yunze walked in front of Father Jiang, and looked at the tea set on the low table-all are old things, which looks like which dynasty antique.

For Xiang Yunze, this uninvited guest, Father Jiang seems not surprised. He pointed to the opposite seat and motioned to Yunze to sit down: "Have a fight with someone?"

Xun Xiangyun Ze subconsciously touched the corners of his mouth, denying: "No, I just studied."

Father Jiang Jiang smiled and didn't talk anymore, and said to Yunze actively, "Grandpa Jiang, Yan Yan works with my friend. Don't worry, he will take care of Yan Yan."

Father Jiang Jiang cooked a pot of tea and sipped a tea cup before asking, "Which friend are you talking to?"

"Um." He nodded unnaturally, he always felt that in front of Grandpa Jiang, he didn't seem to have any secrets at all.

"I see." He poured more than half a cup of tea into the tea cup, and Grandpa Jiang took a sip of the tea cup before asking, "What about you?"

what about me? Xiang Yunze smiled. Some things, he can finally let go, and ... have to let go.

"I might return to the United States."

He didn't know it himself, and when he said that, he was more like a bereavement dog.

Father Minjiang looked up at him and said nothing.

I came out of the Wu Guan and Xiang Yunze was more irritable than before going to Mo Zhen. Grandpa Jiang looked at him just now, making him uncomfortable all over his body. Even if he stayed for another second, he felt it was suffering.

I took out my mobile phone and seemed to want to talk to someone, but found that the only person who could listen to her talk had just fought with herself.

过滤 Continuously filtering famous words on contacts, Xiang Yunze's gaze finally stopped on shampoo.

Chen Qingyang ... Teasing this girl is actually pretty good.

"Yan Yan ran away with another wild man, I'm ready to return to the United States." Edited this message, and clicked Yunze to send.

Not long after, Chen Qingyang's reply came: "The United States is really a coward's paradise."

Xu Xiang Yunze stunned, he never thought she would react this way.

Staring at this message for three minutes, Xiang Yunze finally laughed.

If you let her know which wild man Li Yan followed, she would probably cry and go to the United States with herself, right?