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

Chapter 1641 What should she say to me?

Qiaoman was full of whims, her eyes kept wandering, and she passed by Mo Tingshen several times, but she didn't dare to look at his face carefully. She seemed to be unable to control the little person in her body, and her voice became more hollow with every word she said. .

She clenched her palms tightly and suddenly showed weakness: "Ting Shen, can we invite them back? There is still a wedding. I don't care about the auspicious time or not. I want to marry you, okay?"

Mo Ting was silent, and Qiaoman was in a daze in front of him. He was aware of it, but he was not suitable for comfort.

"Brother Tingshen, okay?"

Qiaoman can't control that much anymore, and he doesn't want to be reserved at all.

This man has been her dream since she was a teenager.

Mo Ting sighed deeply, "Manman, there is no wedding. I'm sorry for you. I will agree to any request you make."

"I don't want it! I don't want anything. I asked my parents to give you back everything they gave you. I just want you." Qiaoman pressed the corner of her mouth and tears fell. The louder her voice got, the more choked up she got. Can hear clearly, "Okay, brother Ting Shen, please..."

"Manman."

Mo Tingshen interrupted her softly. He was so virtuous and capable. A girl lowered her attitude to beg him. He could be shameless and would not deny dignity to others.

He chuckled, "A person like me is not worthy of you. You deserve better."

"I don't want to listen!"

Qiaoman covered his ears, "Everything you said is sophistry. I won't believe a word of the sophistry you made for Chu Yao! Anyway, I won't agree to your breaking off the engagement, no matter what you say!"

Mo Ting fell silent.

He waited for Qiaoman to calm down. If he couldn't calm down, then he would wait a little longer, at least until she could listen and be willing to communicate.

Mo Tingshen was not a patient person. Except for Chu Yao, he showed no mercy to anyone. Even when he was with Qiao Man, he never got closer.

He had coaxed Chu Yao so many times, how could he not know how to coax a girl.

He just doesn't want to.

Qiaoman saw this clearly, but would rather not understand anything. Even when she looked at him pleadingly, although he looked back, his eyes were gentle, but he was firm and did not loosen at all.

"Did Chu Yao tell you something?"

Mo Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, "Should she say anything to me?"

She shook her head in panic, "No! Don't believe her. Nothing she says is true. I'm not like that."

Mo Ting frowned slightly and vaguely guessed something, but he didn't ask.

He went to get another glass of warm water.

This time he didn't put it on the coffee table, but handed it directly to Qiaoman. "I bought the cup in a set. She has never taken it apart and used it. I washed it clean. This is the first time to fill it with water."

He handed the cup to her again, "You have a hoarse voice, drink some."

Qiaoman's tears fell immediately.

Mo Tingshen brought the tissue box over and asked her to pull out the paper herself.

Such an action took Qiaoman's emotion away.

He didn't want to hold her hand and put down the water, nor did he want to take out a tissue and wipe it for her himself.

She was not angry, and Mo Tingshen didn't insist. The water and tissues were placed where she could easily get them.

"Chu Yao came to my house when she was five years old. She only remembered her surname as Chu. No matter what my parents asked, she refused to change her surname. She had been beautiful since she was a child. At that time, my mother would often dress her up as a doll. , I took her to various banquets, but she didn’t like it and would sneak out to look for me every time.”

(End of this chapter)