"Sister Mo, I feel so happy now."
Mo Yan stopped suddenly.
"My mother often carried me like this when I was a child. She smelled just like you, Sister Mo. I think you're just like my mother."
Zhang Zhiqin added another sentence.
Ouch!
Zhang Zhiqin was thrown down and almost fell flat on her face.
"I'm leaving. Goodbye!"
Mo Yan threw down a sentence and left without looking back.
"Sister Mo, you promised to carry me to the hotel."
Zhang Zhiqin shouted from behind.
"roll!"
Then he received a greeting and a middle finger from Mo Yan's left hand.
"What's wrong with that? You're not happy about the compliments. My mom was so beautiful when she was young!"
Zhang Zhiqin stood up, holding her butt, not understanding why this woman suddenly got angry again.
There was no choice but to walk towards the orange house with confusion.
A few minutes later, I suddenly received a WeChat message from Mo Yan.
"Thank you, thank you for helping me delete the video I recorded for my friend."
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Why are we talking about that day when we got drunk again?"
He thought for a moment and replied, "You're welcome. I figured it out later. That video was actually recorded by your friend and sent to you. You are the girl, right?"
This time, Mo Yan took a full five minutes to reply:
"Can't you just keep playing dumb? Get out of here, idiot!"
Zhang Zhiqin asked in confusion, "Why are you cursing again? If I continue to act stupid, won't I become a real fool?"
When Mo Yan returned to her residence, she saw Lin Yao waiting at the door. Seeing Mo Yan coming back, Lin Yao stepped forward and said to her:
"Sister Yan, I have something to tell you."
Mo Yan said without surprise, "Is it about opening a studio with Fang Xiaole?"
"Yes." Lin Yao hummed softly and said slowly:
"If he really wants to open a studio, I hope all the income from song sales will go to him, and I can just invest money in it."
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