MTL - Good Morning, Miss Ghost-Chapter 52 rogue

I was almost a little bit faster. Mo Zhen put her luggage in Li Yan's bedroom and planned to wash and sleep. Li Yan was really sleepy. I wanted to wait for my luggage to get out of bed tomorrow, but when I touched my shoulder bag, I turned sharply to stop Mo Zhen who had come to the door: "Mo Tianwang!"

Mo Mozhen turned her head and looked at her with sleepy eyes for a moment, "What's the matter?"

呃 "Uh, that ..." Li Yan suddenly seemed a little embarrassed. "May I put a poster in your room?"

Poster?

Sui suddenly remembered that Flutter had told him before that Li Yan got his special poster, which was still a welfare version. Mo Zhen raised his lips and walked into the door again: "It depends on who is on your poster."

"Who is not, or ... landscape painting!"

"Landscape painting?" Mo Zhen stood and looked at Li Yan a few times, with a smile in her eyes, "No, this will destroy the style of my entire room."

Uh ...

Tong Liyan shook the corners of her mouth and asked shamelessly, "Which poster wouldn't ruin the style of your house?"

"Of course it's my poster."

Tong Liyan: "..."

Huh, she knew.

But I want her to take out that poster in front of Mo Zhen ... I'm sorry she can't do it.

"Forget it, I won't post it, you go back to the house." Li Yan pointed at the door with a smile, and walked slowly.

Mo Mozhen blinked and said nothing, turned around and walked out of Li Yan's room.

Tong Liyan pulled out the changed clothes from her luggage and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After rolling twice on the big bed, Li Yan buried her face in the pillow, and thought it was a little weird.

She even lived with King Mo? You said that Shampoo knew she would chop her with a knife?

I thought that I had pitted her a poster before, Li Yan felt a little guilty. If she had known that she could watch the live version, how could she covet a little poster!

Find a chance to get Shampoo's autographed poster of Mo Tianwang, think of her as pitiful.

At this time, Chen Qingyang, who was struggling to code on the bed, sneezed coldly.

Tong Liyan's thoughts kept turning on the poster, and sure enough, she couldn't sleep without that poster.

I rolled over and got up from the bed. Li Yan opened her big shoulder bag and took out the carefully wrapped poster. Since he said that his poster could be posted, it doesn't matter if she posted it?

Pu Liyan unrolled the poster, grinned twice, and put it on the bedside.

When the alarm clock set on the phone rang the next morning, Mo Zhen had been standing in Li Yan's room for five minutes.

I glanced at the non-stop alarm clock on the bedside, and Mo Zhen nodded to close it.

"唔 ..." Li Yan froze on the pillow, still slowly opening her eyes. Mo Zhen was standing by the bed, looking at himself with a smile.

Li Liyan froze for a moment, then wrapped the quilt around her, and sat up screaming: "You, you, you, how are you here!"

Mo Mozhen raised his eyebrows. Not only did he not get caught in the current distress, but also a gentleman was frank and transcendent: "This is my house, why can't I be here?"

"But you have given me the room!"

让 "Let you?"

"I mean, let me live ..."

Mo Mozhen hooked the corner of her mouth lightly, and her eyes moved to the opposite wall again. Li Yan reacted for a second, then slammed onto the wall: "Don't watch!"

Mo Zhen finally couldn't help laughing, Li Yan's face became more and more red in his laughter, and Mo Zhen's laughter grew larger and larger.

He Li Yan was almost laughed at himself, and he put others' naked photos on his bed and was discovered by others ... Can he still live?

She retracted softly along the wall and retracted into the quilt.

Mo Zhen came over, leaned on the bed with one hand and looked down at her: "Actually you want to see it, I can take it off for you."

Uh ...?

Qi Liyan's brain was completely dead. At this time, there was only an empty shell looking at Mo Zhen silly.

Mo Mozhen got closer again, even with a layer of confusion in her voice: "Real people look better than posters."

Tong Liyan swears that her heartbeat hasn't passed so quickly in her life, even when checking the results of the college entrance examination. Swallowing mechanically, she looked up at the handsome face in front of her and asked sincerely, "To what extent can I take off?"

"How much do you want to see ..." Mo Zhen's voice was a little dumb. He lowered his head slightly, and met Li Yan's lips.

A dragonfly bit a kiss in the water.

Qi Liyan's head banged as if a firework had exploded, and she felt her heart was almost out of her chest.

Mo Mozhen gasped slightly, and then quickly left her room.

Tong Liyan sat there motionlessly, leaving only the kiss in her mind—maybe it wasn't a kiss at all, but, but ... she hadn't brushed her teeth yet! !! !! !!

Li Liyan was very embarrassed and angry. If it was not for the boss who was so handsome, she would have pushed him away and brushed her teeth!

I took the mobile phone, and Li Yan wrote a Weibo with feeling: "I'm not afraid that the rogue is bad, I'm afraid the rogue looks handsome."

Mo Mozhen came out of the bath and was still agitated. Just now, his behavior is a bit like a hooligan. In Li Yan's view, he just fled the scene after playing the hooligan?

I was thinking so, and Li Yan's Weibo updated 10 minutes ago.

I am not afraid that the hooligan is bad, I am afraid that the hooligan is handsome.

Mo Mozhen: "..."

He actively mobilized the literary talents he hadn't mobilized much in the past twenty years, but before he thought of the second line, the real literary girl appeared.

Boiled lemon in reply @ 是 大 黎 not vigorously: Even if you look handsome, you can't save the rogue.

Mo Mozhen: "..."

He boarded the trumpet to eat pears and responded under the comment of poached lemon.

吃 梨子 Reply @ 水 烧 柠檬: First, you need a hooligan. :)

Chen Qingyang: "..."

What's wrong with this person!

She wants to hang on the wall! Hang him!

Tong Liyan brushed her teeth three times in the bathroom and was finally satisfied. After changing clothes and coming out of the bedroom, she thought a little bit of pain and wondered what expression to face Mo Tianwang later.

However, of course, the real egg pain is Mo Tianwang who has this function. He is so depressed that he is not so passionate about visiting Taobao.

Because I slept a little earlier last night, both of them got up before 10 o'clock today. It's too late to have breakfast at this time, and it's too early to eat lunch. It's an awkward time.

So Mo Tianwang chose not to eat. Wait until 12 o'clock, you can go out for lunch.

When Li Liyan came down, Mo Tianwang was still visiting Taobao in depression. The pretense easily walked up to take a look, Li Yan found that the page he opened turned out to be a certain treasure, and it became even more painful.

A man who lives in a luxury house should even buy something on Taobao? Can they leave a way to live!

"Cough." Standing behind Mo Zhen, Li Yan coughed artificially. Mo Zhen's hand on the mouse suddenly froze, and then Li Yan asked behind him, "Mo Tianwang, visit Taobao?"

"... Um." He ordered a white chocolate biscuit, pretending to look at the product introduction. Li Yan was attracted by the pictures of chocolate. She opened the chair and sat down beside Mo Zhen: "Wow, this chocolate biscuit looks delicious, is it from Hokkaido?"

"Ah, uh, do you like it?" Mo Zhen asked as he added it to his shopping cart. "There is still a lot of food in this store, and their fruit pudding is also good."

Mo Mozhen opened the homepage, and a variety of snacks instantly attracted Li Yan's eyeballs: "It looks delicious, this cookie is so cute, and this chocolate, I want to eat for a long time!"

While listening, Mo Mozhen added everything Li Yan mentioned to the shopping cart. At the checkout, Li Yan looked at the RMB that was about to catch up with her salary for a month, and couldn't help but smoke: "Do you like to buy snacks online?"

She didn't realize at all that more than 90% of the food here was ordered by her just now.

Mo Mozhen settled the bill with a bank card and nodded to the computer: "Well, I buy it every month."

After he finished speaking, Li Yan didn't respond for a long time. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Li Yan: "What's wrong?"

"No, I just feel a bit cute." Li Yan smiled reluctantly.

Mo Mozhen: "..."

Yunxiang Yunze and Tang Qiang both laughed that he liked to eat snacks, but no one reason was "feeling a bit cute". It's a bit cute ... It's not bad, because he also feels a bit cute.

Looking at Li Yan's smile, Mo Zhen pursed her lips and said, "What happened just now, sorry ..."

Tong Liyan: "..."

She didn't mention it on purpose, why did he mention it!

His cheeks couldn't help but started to get hot, Li Yan got up from the chair and turned towards the kitchen: "I'll make lunch."

Mo Mozhen opened her mouth and wanted to say something to eat, but the words turned to her mouth: "Remember to cook."

Tong Liyan: "..."

She won't do the same thing for the second time!

Yesterday she used up all the tomatoes in the refrigerator. Today, she can't put a tomato feast, so she has to take out the microwave to heat the food. There are also some home-cooked dishes in the refrigerator that are specially prepared for lazy people. They are all cut and seasoned, and you only need to pour them into a pan and cook them.

After cobbling together, Li Yan still made three dishes and one soup. Suddenly she missed the time of eating lunch at the studio.

Although the dishes made by Li Liyan are not so delicious, they are not bad, let alone Mo Tianwang thinks that even if Li Yan gave him poison, that would be honey. After eating a meal, there was not much food left. Li Yan looked at the time, and it was almost time to go to the studio after washing the dishes.

I cleaned up the tableware on the dining table. She was preparing to carry it to the kitchen to wash it, but Mo Zhen stopped him. "You make the meal, let me wash the bowl."

"Ah?" It wasn't good to let Mo Tianwang wash the dishes himself. "No, it's my job."

Mo Mozhen ignored her rebuttal and went to the kitchen holding the chopsticks.

Tong Liyan looked at Mo Tianwang who was working hard in the kitchen, and felt that the two of them were not like a star and an assistant, but more like an old wife and wife.