Chapter 20: Encounter

Mo Zhen froze slightly, turning his head to look at A Yao, the black eyes were a little obscure under the light, "What do you think of?"
Ayao shook his head, still staring at the oil painting on the wall, "No, I just think this oil painting is particularly familiar. Right! Don't you think it looks like an orange fried in a microwave oven?"
Mo Mozhen: "..."
He took the goblet on his hand and took a sip of white water. "I usually squeeze oranges with a juicer."
Ayao: "..."
Must he despise her with such a charming voice? Really terrible!
I waited for a while before the waiter came over to serve the food. For the behavior of Mo Tianwang running alone to eat western food, the waiter only showed a professional and calm smile-although he was curious to death.
I owed to Mo Zhen, and the waiter retreated politely. Looking at Mo Zhen elegantly eating Western food, Ayao felt that he was also very hungry, but he wasn't sure whether the thirst was stomach or heart.
"The cheese platter here is delicious." Mo Zhen forkd up a small piece of bread and introduced it to Ayao opposite.
I like to pick the grapes on the grape rack with my height, and I want to show off that the grapes are very sweet.
Ayao's eyebrows shook twice, and he laughed a few times, "Really? Then you must eat more for me."
Mo Mozhen can't help but, although he deliberately teases Ayao, but can't help seeing her eyesight, "I'll go back and ask my master to see if there is any way for you to eat."
Ayao heard that her eyes were biu bright, and she almost bounced from her chair, "Really? Is it really possible to eat?" You know, since she became a ghost, she has never missed food again! This is bloodier than a torture in the Qing Dynasty for a foodie!
Mo Zhen tried not to look at the people who danced in the opposite ... Uh, ghost, he vaguely answered.
Ayao passed the initial excitement and was curious about other things, "You just said Master? Do you still have a Master?"
Uh ...
Mo Zhen's mouth twitched, as if he accidentally said he had leaked.
榛 Mo Zhen has always kept his mouth shut about Master ’s affairs, not to mention Master has deliberately explained to him that his affairs must be kept secret from outsiders. Therefore, he and his grandmother only knew what happened in that summer vacation. After her grandmother died, no one knew that Mo Zhen had a master.
He was so naturally speaking of Master's affairs in front of Ayao.
"Is he the Taoist priest you said before?" Ayao was still asking, Mo Zhen thought that Ayao was not even a man, so naturally he could not be considered an outsider, right? It makes sense to think about it that way, Mo Zhen nodded calmly, "I can see some ghosts and ghosts when I was very young, and I became pure after worshiping the Master."
"Oh." Aya nodded thoughtfully, "why can you still see me?"
"I don't know this." Mo Zhen smiled silently. He remembered the first two words Master said to him-
Injustice.
Maybe that's what he meant.
Although he was sitting in the corner, as Mo Zhen, many customers couldn't help but look at him. Most of the celebrities in and out of this restaurant are gentlemen and celebrities. They won't come up like fans to sign autographs, but they can't bear a gossip heart.
What's more, Mo Zhen has been talking to himself, which can not help but make up for a dog blood drama where the King ’s love scene is frustrated and causes insanity.
"Zhanzhen, I think there are more and more people looking at you." A Yao looked around and felt that they were surrounded without knowing it.
Mo Mozhen coughed and put her right hand in a fist to block her mouth. "So you don't talk to me anymore."
A Yao flattened his mouth, but he really stopped talking.
The sound of high heels approached from behind, and Aya twisted his head boringly, and saw a woman in a black dress approaching this side. She had a glass of red wine in her hand, as gorgeous as lipstick on her lips. At least ten centimeters of black high heel stepped on the foot, but each step was very smooth.
"King Mo, so clever?" When the woman came to Mo Zhen's presence, she stopped and shook a small glass of red wine in her hand, "A person?"
Ayao looked up and looked at her. The flax-colored hair was knitted into a delicate and complicated pattern. It was coiled on the back of the head, and the silver rhinestones dotted on it just matched the ear studs on both ears.
If you want to use a word to describe this woman, it is more suitable than beautiful and delicate. Not to mention the exquisite makeup on her face, even the radian of the lip corners rose up, just like a precise calculation, which evoked just right.
"Huh." Mo Zhen took a sip of white water and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue.
"How clever, I'm alone, don't mind if I sit down?" Although the woman was asking, her body was already ready to sit down at any time opposite Mo Zhen.
Mo Mohan put down her tissue and raised her head to look at the woman in front of her.
He has never lacked such an amorous experience, whether it is a ball or a party, there will always be someone to post it.
However, Tang Xiao should be regarded as the best among them.
After model Xiao was born, Tang Xiao became a big fan and started his own economic company. From then on, it was hard to see her glamorous shadow. Only occasionally at various gatherings in the industry, everyone was fortunate to see Tang Xiao's style.
Many people say that there must be a master of gold behind Tang Xiao. Mo Zhen has also heard a lot of rumors about Tang Xiao and all kinds of people, but he is not interested in exploring these. You, you sleep to me tomorrow.
"Sorry, I have finished eating." Mo Zhen opened the chair behind him and stood up from his seat.
Although the entertainment industry has never lacked gossip, Mo Zhen did not want to make a contribution to it.
Tang Xiao ’s left foot, which was ready to be lifted, was stiff and stiff in place. She did not expect that Mo Zhen would reject her.
Although Mo Zhen's debut for so many years, there is almost no lace news. The only news that was popular with Song Ni was the company's hype, but Tang Xiao knew that Mo Zhen would not lack women.
A person like Mo Zhen who is second to none in appearance and status in the entertainment industry, she will not be the only one who wants to come up with each other. It is said that there are many rules in the entertainment industry. If you must be submerged, of course, you would rather be submerged by someone like Mo Zhen.
Tang Xiao doesn't know if Mo Zhen has slept with other women, but there must be many women who want to sleep with him. At least when he saw him eating here alone, he couldn't help being confused.
男人 This man exudes a seductive breath all over his body, which is deadly.
Tang Xiao froze his lips and stood still. "Why does King Mo refuse such a person thousands of miles away?" He himself took the initiative to invite him, but he was still rejected? Tang Xiao has never encountered such a thing.
Mo Mozhen took a step back before looking at Tang Xiaodao: "Sorry, I'm really full. I'll invite you to dinner next time I have a chance. It's considered atonement."
Tang Xiao frowned. She would never believe this next time at the age of eighteen, especially the next time she spoke out of a man's mouth.
"I'll invite you to eat next time." Tang Xiao smiled, and slightly turned away to make way for Mo Zhen. Although unwilling, but Tang Xiao wasn't in a hurry to put up the man's goods.
Mo Mozhen also smiled at Tang Xiao, always polite and alienated. Looking at the back of Mo Zhen's distance, many silent sighs came from the western restaurant.
I thought that I could watch a thunderous show, but in the end, I played a falling flower with intentional flowing water.
Audiences have said bad reviews! Refund money!
After leaving the restaurant, Yao Yao kept silent. Mo Zhen drove the car onto the road and glanced at her, "What's wrong with you?"
"Huh." A Yao glanced at Mo Zhen, "Don't you tell me not to talk to you?"
Mo Mozhen: "..."
Sometimes it is so unreasonable to make trouble without reason.
"No one is around now, just say what you want to say." Mo Zhen retracted his gaze and looked at the road ahead, maintaining an unhurried and slow speed.
Ayao hummed again, and said, "I have something to say. Go and talk to that beautiful sister just now."
Glancing at the co-pilot, Mo Zhen's mouth slightly tilted. When did this little female ghost learn to be jealous?
But how did A Yao's troubles know? After experiencing Xiaoxi Songni and even Luo Tiancheng, another beautiful woman in black came tonight, and Aya felt deeply that her family's hazel was remembered by many wolves and tigers.
Suddenly, she didn't even have the qualification to say she liked it.
说 This matter is very sad to say, A Yao even thinks of not even wanting to speak here.
Looking at Aya's long face, Mo Zhen smiled helplessly. What the little girl ghost thought about him, how could he not know, but ... as Master said, people have different paths.
Even if he knew, what could he do? Sooner or later, Ayao will go to reincarnate.
The two of them thought about their own minds, and the way was extremely silent.
榛 Mo Zhen still let Ayao stay at home to avoid the limelight in the next few days. After three days, Ayao was on the verge of collapse. Although he can access the Internet now, Ayao is also surfing the webpages related to Mo Zhen, and then he did not accidentally see a lot of Mo Zhen fans confess to him.
Where can I go to see her 觊觎 人
Ayao was very unhappy, so she decided to run away from home—well, leave in the morning and come back in the evening.
I wandered aimlessly outside, and Aya didn't dare to go far anymore, so he had been walking around the villa area blindly. This area is sparsely populated, and only a few cars can be seen passing by occasionally, and all luxury cars are paid off.
Ayao squatted at the side of the road to tease a black wild cat, thinking hard about his ghost life.
"Meow-" The black cat who had been lying obediently under Ayao's hands did not know what stimulation, and suddenly rushed out. As soon as I ran onto the road, a Ferrari came in front, which was a big red bag.
女人 A woman sitting in the driver's seat was shocked when she saw the black cat bursting out, so scared that she even forgot to hit the brakes.
Looking at the sports car without slowing down, Ayao whispered out, "Be careful!"
I wonder if it was an illusion. For a moment, Aya felt like he was hugging the cat, and then a ghost and a cat rolled into a ball.
The sharp braking sound cut through the sky, and Ferrari finally stopped in front, raising the dust in a place. The door opened and a woman came out.
"Are you okay?" The woman crouched down and looked at the injury of the black cat.
Ayao looked up at the woman in front of her, a little confused, "Meow?"