wealthy daughter-in-law

Huan Huan covered his cheeks with his hands, and refused to let go, choked up and said, "Go away, leave me alone..."

Mo Sheng sat directly next to her, stretched out his long legs, and turned his head, "Hey, did someone bully you?"

Huanhuan just shook his head, still whimpering.

Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows, stroked his chin with his long fingers, "Sister Zhong?"

Huanhuan shook his head again.

"Your Master Moga?"

Still shaking his head.

"Hey, who else could it be?" Mo Sheng smiled suddenly, and unexpectedly stretched out his arms, directly pulling her into his arms, "Since I don't want to talk about it, then I'll lend you my chest and let you have a good cry. "

Huan Huan froze, let go of his hand, blinked his foggy eyes, and struggled to get out of his embrace, "Let go!"

He didn't let go, but hugged him tightly, "Shh~ You don't want to disturb others, see us like this now?"

Huanhuan stopped struggling, her lips were flattened again, and tears piled up, "You...you bully..."

Mo Sheng's smile was very eye-catching and comforting, without any ambiguity at all, just like a big brother who dotes on his own sister.He didn't say much, and directly pressed her head into his arms, "Cry here, it's safe."

Perhaps it was his smile, or his deep and soft voice that comforted her, Huan Huan grabbed his skirt, and tears couldn't stop falling down.

Until his white shirt was covered with her tears and snot.

He lowered his eyes and felt her sobbing in his arms, and the temperature of her palm was clearly conveyed to him through a thin layer of fabric.

Mo Sheng lowered his head helplessly, and smiled self-consciously.

This woman's vigilance is really bad.

On the long corridor behind the two of them, a man with flowing black hair, his black eyes slightly half-opened, were as bright as stars, soul-stirring.His eyes fell on the two people hugging each other in the stairwell, it was dark and deep.

The windows in the corridor were not closed, and the wind blew through, blowing his long jet-black hair, like a demon of the night, with a pair of black wings.

He stood there with a calm expression, and heard the cry spreading from his arms, the cold lips raised a tight arc...

Turn around and leave.

Having cried enough, Huan Huan wiped his snot with the other party's jacket very rudely.

Seeing that the coat of excellent texture was horribly made by himself, Huan Huan's mood finally eased slightly.

Who said that hating the rich is not a way to vent?

Mo Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and carefully took off his coat, trying not to get any water stains on it, and threw it to her casually, "As a reward, it's not too much to help me wash my clothes, right?"

Huan Huan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded after a while.

Mo Sheng raised his beautiful lips, squinted his eyes, and stared at her red eyes from crying, her small and fleshy nose, and her sexy red lips slightly closed, and suddenly said, "I found that you look pretty good after crying." good-looking."

Huan Huan frowned, and said in a crying voice, "Master Sheng, your consolation is really different."

She took a deep breath, then grabbed his clothes and stood up, "Anyway, thank you just now, I will wash the clothes and return them to you."

Staring at her leaving figure, Mo Sheng smiled, and shouted at her, "Hey, next time you want to cry, you can come to me." He tapped his chest, "It's free."

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