Chapter 18 (1/2)

In the elevator, Mo Su emotion shrinks in the corner, the ear root son is all red.

She didn't dare to lift her head. She couldn't help it. I don't know why. She felt that the air in the elevator was a little suffocating.

Finally boil to the underground garage, Mo Su Qing quickly out of the elevator.

She got out of the elevator, but did not quickly walk towards the elevator. Instead, after ye Zhongjue came out, she shrunk her head and followed him like a snail, slowly walking towards the car.

Silent all the way, watching ye Zhongjue drive the car far away, Mo Su Qing finally can't help speaking.

”It's eight o'clock now. Where are we going?”

Ye Zhongjue side eyes, looked at her one eye, light mouth, ”go to a place to eat. ”

speechless,” she said silent. She looked at the passing night outside the window without a word. She could not help but make complaints about eating.

When they get off the bus, Mo Su Qing is completely stunned. What kind of place should this be.

Clean, elegant, as if the world is independent, should not exist in such a noisy city.

She looked up and heard the three big characters of Yuxuan appear in front of her eyes.

Ye Zhongjue seemed to understand the confusion and perplexity in her heart, and slowly opened her mouth to explain.

”This is a secluded small hotel in a city. Ordinary people will not find it. The environment is very elegant and suitable. The boss only cooks ten tables of dishes every day. I have already made a reservation in advance today. Therefore, I brought you to dinner. It's a celebration of our marriage.”

When Zhong finished speaking, ye Jue stopped talking.

Mo Su Qing looked at her faintly and walked towards the inside.

It turns out that there is such a quiet place in a city, which she never knew before. It is really a good place to relax and relax.

As they walked inside, a row of green bamboos appeared in their eyes. The pavilions and pavilions were like floating on the artificial pool in the courtyard. Each pavilion was blocked by a screen, which was extremely elegant.

Ye Zhongjue took a look at Mo Suqing, who looked around. He laughed low, and his voice was hoarse. It was like the wind blowing through the trees. It was deep and moving.

He stretched out his hand and held her hand in his.

”We ordered a private room in that pavilion,” he said

Mo Su Qing was frightened by his sudden action. She felt like an electric shock. She suddenly wanted to withdraw her hand, but ye Zhongjue firmly held her hand.

She did not understand to look at ye Zhongjue, but found that he looked up at the pavilion without expression.

She thought, simply no longer struggle, let him take his hand, along his eyes, toward that side.