Mo Ye had no idea what he had become in this girl's heart in just a few minutes, from a prince charming to a colorful black man.
Seeing that he was silent, Zhou Mujin couldn't help but asked curiously: "Are you here to see me? Is there something wrong?"
Mo Ye really had nothing to do, he didn't even know what he was doing out there.
A person who has never made a living means nothing to him.
Mo Ye was thinking this in his mind, but seeing the girl's expression changing so quickly, he still had a second thought: "What do you think I can do?"
Zhou Mujin frowned and thought for a long time, and finally came up with an answer: "Is it possible that you are here to give me a tip?"
Hearing the word tip, Mo Ye burst out laughing and said, "Tip? Why should I tip you?"
Sister Zhou Mujin's face became more and more embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and said, "Those gentlemen will give some tips to the waiters."
Although he only worked for one day and only delivered drinks a few times, he saw that everyone was doing this.
So why can't she have a tip?
When Mo Ye heard this, he laughed coldly. He suddenly lowered his voice and threatened the man: "The reason why I give tips is because they take advantage of the waiters, such as touching them. What about you, please touch me
Come on, why should I tip you?"
When Zhou Mujin heard this, his face suddenly became ugly.
Mo Ye didn't expect that she could be so innocent.
People who work in that kind of place know some of the rules there, so at first she thought that this person was pretending to be deaf and dumb to arouse his interest, so he leaned over carelessly and lightly touched his fingers.
He picked up her chin, rubbed it twice and said, "Yeah, if you don't touch me twice, how can I give you a tip? Otherwise, you stand here and let me touch you."
Two times, how about you ask for any amount of money?"
So what?
In just such an instant, Zhou Mujin's impression of him was shattered. She clenched her fists tightly, then pushed him away without thinking, and then yelled viciously: "Pervert and scumbag."
Mo Ye didn't expect her reaction to be so big. He laughed slowly and said slowly: "Pervert. This is an interesting comment. Don't you know that almost everyone who plays there is a pervert?
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Mo Ye deliberately wanted to make things difficult for her. Seeing no one around, he leaned dangerously close to her ear, slowly curled his lips and said, "I don't want to do anything to you here right now."
If you dare to stop me, do you want to give it a try?"
Zhou Mujin was really scared now.
She originally thought this man was just a pervert, but she didn't expect that he was actually a bad guy.
How blind does she have to be to think of this man as a good boy?
Zhou Mujin wished she could go back to a week ago and strangle her innocent self to death.
She tightened her tight bag, then turned around and ran away without paying any attention to Mo Ye.
She ran very fast, even faster than before, as if she was trying her best to escape.
Mo Ye stood behind her, squinting his eyes and becoming increasingly unhappy.
What is going on with this woman? She really treats him like a scourge. When has he, Mo Ye, been treated like this? Moreover, she was the one who provoked him first, but now she acts like nothing has happened.