My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned and answered subconsciously.

"Isn't there Miss Lin and Fangfang?"

Mo Yan smiled at him: "Lin Yao has to get up early to work tomorrow, and Fang Fang has to accompany him, so I can only trouble you, sorry."

This last "sorry" dragged on for a long time, like a cat's claw scratching on a steel plate, hearing Zhang Zhiqin in a stir, busy agreeing.

"No problem, I just want to go for a spin too."

Fang Xiaole had to return to the Orange House in the evening to take care of some matters, so he left first after saying goodbye to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao and Fang Fang also left first, and soon only Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin were left.

"I'm sorry, Zhang Planning, for making it so difficult for you to stay with me."

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin with a smiling face.

"Not embarrassed, not embarrassed at all, big sister, what do you want to buy, let's go."

Zhang Zhiqin rubbed her hands eagerly, looking as if she was always at your disposal.

"Am I big?"

Mo Yan looked at him askance.

"It's big..."

Zhang Zhiqin couldn't help but glance down a little, raising his hand to see Mo Yan's fury, he even remedied the situation.

"No, I mean you look big, but you're actually small."

Mo Yan: "Oh."

Zhang Zhiqin wiped the sweat from his forehead: "No, it's that although you're old, you actually look young."

Mo Yan looked at him coldly, no longer holding out hope of hearing a nice word from this foolish X's mouth.

"Let's go."

Faintly, he said and turned to walk forward.

"Oh."

Zhang Zhiqin hurriedly followed behind her, not daring to ask what exactly she was going to buy.

"Don't say anything to anyone about Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole opening a studio, if anyone other than the five of us knows about today's incident, I'll assume that you leaked it, and you'll end up in a terrible situation then."

Mo Yan slowly paced in front and suddenly turned to Zhang Zhiqin and said.

"If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have come."

Zhang Zhiqin's body trembled and cried out.

"Mo sister you are unkind ah, knowing that my mouth is not strict, why must I be allowed to listen to your secrets, such a big gossip held back can not say, you are not intentionally fixing me?"

Puff.

Mo Yan looked at him coldly, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised and he laughed lightly.

Smoothly tossed the slightly long ear hair to the back of the ear auricle, the stretching action made the white ladies' shirt slightly taut, revealing a mature and graceful curve.

Zhang Zhiqin coughed twice, standing dumbly in place, not even knowing how to put her hand down.

"If you promise never to mention it to anyone, then I can give you a reward."

Mo Yan smiled.

"What kind of reward?"

Zhang Zhiqin asked.

"Um..."

Mo Yan paused and waited for Zhang Zhiqin to come up alongside him and said to him sideways.

"Bonus you can ask me to do something for you."

"Wow, really?" Zhang Zhiqin got excited and asked after her, "Can you do anything?"

Mo Yan's eyes flickered for a moment, then nodded, "Right."

Zhang Zhiqin held up three fingers and swore to the heavens, "If I, Zhang Zhiqin, mention to anyone else about Brother Fang and Teacher Lin opening a studio, let me be sterile and full of children and grandchildren!"

"Just promise, who told you to swear?" Mo Yan lightly kicked him.

"Hey, now I can make my demands, right?" Zhang Zhiqin rubbed his calves and asked with a hehehe smile.

Mo Yan stopped and her voice became soft: "Yes."

"Any request?" Zhang Zhiqin looked ahead and suddenly became a little excited.

Mo Yan followed his gaze and saw a couple theme hotel a few hundred meters ahead, she stared back at Zhang Zhiqin and her voice became cold again.

"You can mention it."

"That I said." Zhang Zhiqin beautifully pointed to the hotel in front of him.

"You carried me to the door of that hotel!"

"Huh?" Mo Yan was stunned.

"What, backtracking?" Zhang Zhiqin was not happy.

"I carried you so far last time in the Miao Village, it's not too much to ask you to carry me a few hundred meters now, right?"

Mo Yan sneered, "You just want to get back at me, don't you?"

Zhang Zhiqin innocently spread his hands, "This is what you said yourself, any request is fine, you have to be a man of your word."

Mo Yan looked at him indifferently, turned around abruptly and slowly half squatted down, his buttocks slightly raised.

"Come on."

"Then I'll do it!" Zhang Zhiqin was so proud of herself that she thought, "Today I've turned over a slave to sing.

He jumped up at once and fell heavily onto Mo Yan's back.

Oops!

Mo Yan did not expect this product to be so tiger, almost overwhelmed on the ground, she tried to hold on, finally stood up straight and with great difficulty walked towards the Lover's Hotel in front of her.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhiqin wasn't too tall and her figure was on the thin side, so Mo Yan was barely able to carry her.

However, there were still many pedestrians on the street who cast surprised glances, it was common for a man to carry a woman, but rare for a woman to carry a man.

"Look at how nice other people's girlfriends are, and they still carry their boyfriends on their backs."

A couple passed by and the man said enviously.

"You can't see the woman is obviously an old cow eating young grass it, of course coaxing a little boyfriend."

The woman was not impressed.

Mo Yan looked ugly, Zhang Zhiqin shouted at the couple, "You guys know nothing, this is my sister!"

"I'm sorry sorry." The lovers hurriedly apologized and fled in disgrace.

Mo Yan was silent for a moment, seemingly genuine, "I'm sorry, you've been wronged by having such an old woman like me carry you."

"Won't." Zhang Zhiqin's head rested on Mo Yan's shoulder, his mouth pressed against her ear.

"Sister Mo, I feel so happy right now."

Mo Yan's footsteps were sudden.

"My mom used to carry me like this when I was little, she smells just like you, Sister Mo, I feel like you're just like my mom."

Zhang Zhiqin added another sentence.

Ouch!

Zhang Zhiqin was thrown down and almost fell down.

"I'm leaving, bye!"

Mo Yan threw down a sentence and walked away without looking back.

"Sister Mo, you said you would carry me to the hotel."

Zhang Zhiqin shouted from behind.

"Get out!"

Then was rewarded with a greeting, and a middle finger compared to Moist's left hand.

"What's up with that? You're not happy about the compliment, my mom was beautiful when she was younger!"

Zhang Zhiqin stood up with her butt covered, unable to understand why this woman had suddenly launched her temper again.

Having no choice but to walk in the direction of the orange house with confusion.

A few minutes later, he suddenly received a WeChat from Mo Yan.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me delete that video I recorded for my friend."

Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head and said to himself, "Why are you talking about the day you got drunk again?"

He thought back and said, "You're welcome, I figured out later that your friend actually recorded that video and sent it to you, right, and you're the girl, right?"

This time it took a full five minutes for Mo Yan to return.

"Can't you just keep playing dumb? Stupid X, get out!"

Zhang Zhiqin wondered, "Why are you cursing again? Wouldn't I be a real fool if I acted stupid again?"

When Mo Yan returned to her residence, she saw Lin Yao waiting at the door, but when she saw Mo Yan return, Lin Yao went up to her and said.

"Sister Smoke, I have something I want to tell you."

Mo Yan unsurprisingly said, "It's about opening a studio with Fang Xiaole?"

"Right." Lin Yao hmmmed softly and said slowly.

"If I do open a studio, I want all the income I get from selling songs to go to him, and I'll just pay for the shares."