"Okay." Mo Bei chuckled, "Jiao Yang, if you play like this, I'll be really angry!"
The most painful thing in the world is not that you cannot have it, but that you have longed for it, but when you really have the chance to get it, you find that you are not qualified to have it.
Her heart ached, but she didn't want Jiao Yang to realize this.
So, she turned around and wanted to stay away from him.
"I'm really too busy today. Let's wait for another day. When I'm done with these days, I'll treat you to dinner..."
"Xiao Bei!"
Her wrist tightened, and a warm hand had already caught her wrist.
After this period of training, Mo Bei's physical fitness has been greatly improved. Even two or three young and strong men cannot get close to her. However, the moment her wrist was grabbed by him, she was unable to resist. Waiting for her
When he came back to his senses, he had already broken through the distance between the two.
"Why?"
Holding her wrist, Jiao Yang stood in front of her, his dark eyes staring closely at hers.
There was a searching look in his eyes, and she was suddenly afraid, afraid that he would see through her.
Mo Bei looked away and stopped looking at him.
"Jiao Yang, let me go, you're hurting me."
Her dodge further confirmed his suspicion.
"Do you have something to hide?"
There was a rapid sound of footsteps, and Mo Wen strode over and shook Jiao Yang's palm away.
Jiao Yang was caught off guard. He swayed and took two steps back. Looking at him, Mo Bei subconsciously stepped out with his right foot, gritted his teeth and pulled it back. Glancing at Jiao Yang's face, she quickly took it back.
Looking at her, she hugged Mo Wen's arm who was already standing beside her.
"I forgot to introduce you, this is Jiao Yang, my former boss, and this is Mo Wen, my fiancé." Mo Bei raised his face and kissed Mo Wen on the face, "We are going to get married soon, I hope
You come to our wedding."
fiancé?
As soon as this word was spoken, both Mo Wen and Jiao Yang were startled.
"Is that the person you are talking about?" Jiao Yang asked.
"No, I have terminated my previous engagement. Mo Wen and I..." Mo Bei turned around and looked at Mo Wen beside him with a smile, "We are childhood sweethearts and we are in love."
But Jiao Yang didn't believe it. Looking at Mo Bei who was holding Mo Wen's arm, he said in a deep tone, "Xiao Bei, if you have anything, please tell me and I can help you."
Although the two of them didn't get along for long, Jiao Yang felt that he understood her. She seemed to be cynical, but in fact she was not.
He could feel her sincerity towards him. If she was really in love with Mo Wen, her childhood sweetheart, there would be no way she would provoke him.
Mo Bei secretly gritted his teeth, then she raised her hands and hugged Mo Wen's neck, picked up her steps and kissed him.
Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, then immediately wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back.
Pressing his lips tightly, Mo Bei felt terribly uncomfortable, but he didn't dodge.
Or, he was wrong!
Looking at the two of them, Jiao Yang lowered his eyes, turned and walked towards the door.
Looking over Mo Wen's shoulder, watching his figure disappear from sight, Mo Bei raised his hand to push Mo Wen away, but he didn't.
Turning her face to avoid Mo Wen, who was still trying to break her lips, Mo Bei pushed him away with force.
"He left already!"
"Xiao Bei!" Mo Wen's voice was dry and hoarse, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes were filled with fanatical emotions, "I..."
