The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

She just did it casually and didn't pay much attention to it. On the contrary, Mo Tingshen took more care of it.

He didn't know she would get up in the middle of the night to tend to the flowers and plants.

She didn't know that these potted plants would not live long to begin with. She just did it on a whim and didn't think about whether they would survive or not.

Just like her carefree and indifferent temperament.

Ever since he was little, Mo Tingshen had always wanted to hold her, but he didn't dare to use force. Whatever Chu Yao did, he would follow her and help her expand her territory. She wanted to act, and he opened a company to support her. If she wanted a good script, he Staying up late every day to socialize, negotiating a good deal for her, she became popular, and he set up a public relations company. She was always the only artist in his Shengjing.

He always thought that he was the one standing on the ground. No matter how high Chu Yao flew, as long as the thread was still in his hand, he could pull it back at any time.

In fact, he is the one being held by the thread.

She didn't want him anymore and cut the thread without hesitation.

Don't care, don't ask, don't contact.

Easily withdraw from his world.

Mo Tingshen has been paralyzing himself, but in fact he has long been unable to deceive him.

"Mr. Mo?"

The gardener said carefully: "Let's think of another way to see if we can save it. If it doesn't work, we can buy a few more pots of the same kind and bring them back. Do you think it's okay?"

Mo Tingshen suddenly came back to his senses.

The scattered eyes focused little by little, and when he saw clearly the handful of soil in his hand, he suddenly laughed at himself.

He loosened the soil, clapped his hands and stood up, "That's it. If you die, just die. You can watch and deal with it."

The two gardeners looked at each other, neither understanding what it meant nor making any guesses. They followed Mo Tingshen out, sent a section away, and then went back to check carefully to see if there were any damaged flowers and plants, for fear of offending Mo Tingshen again. angry.

He didn't sleep all night. He called Bo Yanqing at dawn and made an appointment for a drink. He was scolded as crazy, but he still persevered and asked the kitchen to cook a few dishes, put them in food boxes, and personally carried them to Famous.

Bo Yanqing opened the door with a dark face and blocked the door to prevent him from entering. He impatiently pointed the way down, "You went to the wrong place. That's the one downstairs."

"That's right, I'm here to find you."

Mo Tingshen picked up the food box to show his goodwill, "Jiaojiao likes to eat, I asked the chef to make it early in the morning."

Bo Yanqing looked at his wrist subconsciously and took off his watch. His face darkened and he tapped the dial of Mo Tingshen's watch. "You can see what time it is. It's early in the morning. If you want to stay up, don't come to my place to make trouble." Don’t lose your conscience.”

"You don't know what is good or bad. Have I ever been so considerate to others!"

Mo Ting squeezed in, found his own slippers, and gently put the food box into the restaurant.

Bo Yanqing was too lazy to care about him and said: "No smoking allowed."

He entered the bedroom by himself.

He couldn't bear to wake up Nan Jiaojiao at this point. He went to bed and continued to sleep with her arms in his arms. When her alarm rang, he didn't want to turn it off, so he turned over and lay on the pillow. He reached under the pillow and groped a few times, looking for irritation. As soon as I grabbed the phone, I pulled it out, closed my eyes and threw it aside.

Bo Yan set off the alarm to coax her, "It's time to get up, it's already rung three times."

Nan Jiaojiao muttered a few curse words and jumped into the quilt.

"Shall I help you get a leave for the crew?"

Nan Jiaojiao came out instantly and curled her lips resentfully, "If you don't let me please, I'll get up."

He touched his head and said, "Get up, Mo Tingshen is here and brought breakfast."

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly woke up, "Is he too busy?"

Bo Yanqing laughed twice and said, "I guess he came before dawn and refused to leave. I feel wronged to you."

(End of this chapter)