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Chapter 293 Stop talking and kiss me

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    "Sister Mo!"

    Zhang Zhiqin watched Mo Yan¡¯s figure gradually walk away. The coward finally mustered up the courage and shouted loudly:

    "I'm sorry, can you please forgive me?"

    Mo Yan stopped, forced back the smile that was almost unbearable on his face, and then slowly turned around, maintaining a cold expression.

    "How are you sorry for me?"

    Seeing that Sister Mo was still angry, Zhang Zhiqin immediately said with a bitter face:

    "That night, I was too stupid that night, if"

    Mo Yan stared at him: "What if?"

    "If God gives me another chance, I will never coax you to sleep again. I, I will make you unable to sleep!"

    Zhang Zhiqin closed his eyes and shouted loudly.

    "Just you?"

    Mo Yan¡¯s eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth couldn¡¯t help but curl up in a high arc.

    "Wow, Sister Mo, you smiled, you finally smiled!"

    Zhang Zhiqin was very smart tonight. He saw the smile on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth at a glance. He quickly ran to Mo Yan and said in a friendly manner:

    "Sister Mo, have you forgiven me?"

    Mo Yan was seen through by Zhang Zhiqin, and she kicked him in anger, turned around and walked into the elevator.

    Ouch!

    Zhang Zhiqin covered her calf and stared blankly at the moody Sister Mo.

    "Come in!"

    Mo Yan glared at him and urged.

    "Oh, oh, good!"

    Zhang Zhiqin was overjoyed and hurried into the elevator, looking at Mo Yan happily.

    "Hey, Sister Mo, are you really not angry anymore?"

    "Shut up." Mo Yan looked ahead and said coldly.

    "Oh." Zhang Zhiqin covered her mouth and looked sideways at Mo Yan, giggling as she looked.

    Mo Yan was annoyed by his staring. She turned around to glare at this guy and couldn't help but raise her hand to give him a hard slap.

    "Ouch, Sister Mo, why did you hit me again?"

    Zhang Zhiqin touched her shoulder inexplicably.

    "Silly, idiot!"

    Mo Yan couldn¡¯t stop beating him. He kept hammering the idiot with both hands and vented his anger:

    "You think I'm too old, don't you? I don't want to give you any advice, right? Is this what I mean?! I have a lot of people chasing me, why should I take advantage of you, an idiot?!"

    Zhang Zhiqin saw that Sister Mo¡¯s eyes seemed to be a little wet, so he stood there without daring to move, letting Mo Yan punch and kick her to vent her anger on him.

    Ding!

    The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, the elevator door opened, and a man was about to step in. When he saw the scene inside, he was stunned.

    Mo Yan was fighting vigorously, but he didn¡¯t stop when someone saw him. He even turned around and glared at the man:

    "What are you looking at?"

    "I'm sorry, please continue." The man was immediately suppressed by Sister Mo's momentum, and quickly exited, and also helped press the door button of the elevator.

    After the elevator door closed, Mo Yan continued to punch and kick Zhang Zhiqin, venting his grievances over the past few days to Zhang Zhiqin.

    Zhang Zhiqin did not dare to move and continued to let Sister Mo vent.

    Although he was a bit naive, after thinking about it for so long these days, he understood why Sister Mo was so angry.

    A big yellow flower girl was so active and lying on the bed. As a result, she was not appreciated by a silly fork.

    If Sister Mo is allowed to vent her anger at this time, she can forgive herself, and Zhang Zhiqin is quite willing.

    ¡°Moreover, although Sister Mo seemed to have been beaten violently, it actually didn¡¯t hurt too much.

    Ding!

    Finally, the elevator stopped at the 21st floor where Mo Yan lived.

    Sister Mo was panting and stopped. At this time, her hair was messy and her clothes were disheveled. She walked out of the elevator, bent over and panting.

    Zhang Zhiqin followed her politely and asked cautiously: "Sister Mo, are you okay? Do you want to hit me a few more times?"

    It doesn¡¯t hurt anyway, and I won¡¯t be afraid if I give you a few more blows.

    This guy thought sullenly.

    Mo Yan glanced at this guy and suddenly kicked him on the calf bone.

    Ouch!

    This idiot suddenly let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and jumped on one foot while holding his legs.

    Without even looking at him, Mo Yan took outI opened the door with the key and walked in.

    "Fuck, it hurts!"

    Zhang Zhiqin walked into Mo Yan's house while rubbing her calves, and immediately realized what she was doing.

    It turns out that it¡¯s not that Sister Mo has no strength to hit people, but that she doesn¡¯t really try her best?

    "Stop."

    Suddenly, Mo Yan stopped Zhang Zhiqin from walking inside, and she said seriously:

    "Do you know what it means for a woman to invite a man into her home so late?"

    Zhang Zhiqin was stunned for a long time before replying: "I know"

    "Then have you thought about it?" Mo Yan looked at him, "Once you step through this door, you can't regret it."

    Mo Yan¡¯s expression seemed calm, but his hands behind his back were trembling slightly.

    Zhang Zhiqin¡¯s feet stopped at the door of Mo Yan¡¯s house, half on the hard ground outside and half on the carpet at the entrance.

    He stood at the door and saw Mo Yan's expression suddenly turn serious, her red lips opened, and she said seriously:

    "If you enter this door, from now on, you must protect me, cherish me, tolerate my temper, be happy with me when I am happy, and make me happy when I am angry. You must work very hard.  , to be my support,

    And I will treat you wholeheartedly, support your work, and take care of your life. I am not a perfect woman who can work in the hall or in the kitchen, but I will work hard to do it.

    ¡°We should support each other and be filial to each other¡¯s parents. If we have children in the future, we must work together to raise the children and give them a good life and a good education"

    Seeing Zhang Zhiqin¡¯s stunned look, Mo Yan couldn¡¯t help but laugh at himself:

    "Are you scared?"

    She lowered her head slightly, with a rare look of inferiority on her face.

    ¡°I will be thirty-four soon. If a woman of this age does not get married and have children, it may be too late.

    So, I¡¯m not like those girls your age, who are romantic, gentle, and lovable, but I¡¯m very realistic. When I fall in love, I want to get married and be together for the rest of my life.

    If I scared you, I apologize to you. You are still young and you still have many choices. I won¡¯t blame you.

    I hope we can still be friends in the future What are you doing?  "

    As Mo Yan was talking, he saw Zhang Zhiqin suddenly took out his mobile phone and seemed to send a message.

    "I'll tell Brother Fang."

    Zhang Zhiqin grinned and turned the phone screen towards Mo Yan. On it was the WeChat message he had just sent to Fang Xiaole:

    ¡°Brother Fang, I won¡¯t go back to the hotel tonight.¡±

    Then, he stepped into Mo Yan's house and walked up to Mo Yan handsomely.

    "Anyone who falls in love without the purpose of getting married is a hooligan. Sister Mo, I am not a hooligan!"

    Mo Yan gave him a cold look, pointed to the shoe cabinet and said, "Wear shoe covers. I just mopped the floor yesterday."

    "Oh." Zhang Zhiqin failed to show off, so he had to go back to the door, bend down to put on shoe covers, and muttered while putting them on:

    "Sister Mo, next time I take you home to meet my parents, don't worry, my aunt likes you so much, my parents will definitely not object,

    By the way, my parents will definitely ask when we will get married, but I don¡¯t have the money to buy that big diamond ring now. Why don¡¯t you wait until I make enough money Huh?  "

    Suddenly, Zhang Zhiqin felt his collar being grabbed and his whole body pushed against the wall, facing a pair of cold and charming eyes.

    Then, a magnetic mature female voice sounded in my ears:

    "Don't talk, kiss me." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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