Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Su Yao thought of this situation and thought it was reasonable. At least for him, he felt a little happy when he saw that his boss finally had news. At least for him, the news of his boss was a gratifying thing for him.

Su Yao blinked, facing Shuhan's eyes, reached out and handed the communicator in his hand to Shuhan, and whispered, "Shuhan, get it yourself." Among these people, Shuhan is more reliable. He is afraid that the communicator will be taken away by others. It will be bad if it is broken. Moreover, he wants to comfort his wife.

Shuhan took over the communicator and glanced at several others. His thin lips couldn't help pulling. He was a little helpless, but he still didn't want to say anything. He felt that if the communicator wasn't in his hand, I'm afraid the three people would grab it.

Shuhan fiddled with the communicator. The voice of the communicator rang out, but there was no meaning to connect. This made several guys who looked forward to it immediately counseled their shoulders and almost didn't want to cry. What the hell is this? I'm so aggrieved. The communicator is too bad.

When Su Yao saw his sweetheart like this, his lips couldn't help but smoke. He didn't know if he asked, if he fell into the water with the boss, who would she save. He didn't know who his wife would say to save, but it's probably certain that his wife would answer and save the boss..

Su Yao sighed gently, put his hand around An'an's shoulder and comforted him softly, "it's all right, boss. Now you should dial the communicator. There should be no problem now. Don't worry."

Su Yao's words are like a reminder to others, especially An'an. When An'an heard Su Yao's words, she immediately understood them. When she thought that Su Yao's words were reasonable, she was relieved. At least they knew that they were in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

Ann's heart relaxed a little and her nerves relaxed a little. At least now she doesn't have the worry just now. Su Yao was relieved to see Ann like this. Among these people, he cares most about Ann.

Shuhan fiddled with the communicator in his hand for a long time, and finally was fiddled out by him, which made him feel relieved. If time is wasted again, he will worry about Mo yuan's situation.

It rang for several minutes. When the thunder was tired, the communicator finally sounded a hoarse voice. Several people heard the voice, not to mention how happy they were. The thunder almost jumped up with excitement.

Shuhan held the communicator's hand and paused. A look of joy flashed in his eyes. He fed several times continuously. The voice over there was a little noisy. It was the communicator's problem, not Mo yuan's problem.

Mo yuan inside saw that the communicator in his hand rang. Don't mention how excited he was. At least he was a person who didn't like waiting. Mo yuan was afraid that once he was excited, the communicator in his hand went wrong again. His hand trembled and stabilized.

Mo Mo was also very excited. He didn't expect that he could really connect after waiting so long. After waiting, how much he disliked this thing just now and how excited he is now.

"Master, master, master, it's really connected." Mo Mo was excited to fly in the sky. He almost didn't want to jump up, but he was afraid that the communicator was not good again. He didn't move much and stared directly at Mo yuan's next move.

Mo yuan's peach blossom eyes blinked, and his happy expression flashed. Then he quickly said, "nerd, Su Yao, thunder, Yan, An'an, can you hear my voice?"

Mo yuan waited for the people over there to speak after asking, but he didn't hear a sound. He was more impatient. He was not a patient person. Let him look like this, he almost threw his things to the ground. Who knows that playing with such a thing would waste so much of his time.

Finally, after Mo yuan almost wanted to scold the man who invented the communicator, the communicator in his hand finally had a voice. Mo yuan didn't do much yet. Mo Mo first called out "master, master, there's a voice."

Mo yuan silently rolled his eyes towards the sky. He was speechless. Is it necessary to be more excited than him? Mo yuan thought so, but serious things were more important than him. Mo yuan quickly said, "I heard your voice, you listen to me first..." before the latter said, the communicator in his hand was just like something wrong. He gave a beep and didn't ring again.

Mo yuan "..."

Ink "..."

Five people outside "..."

Throw the table. What the hell is this..

Mo yuan stares at the communicator directly. He almost doesn't want to have a big fight with the communicator in his hand. Ma Dan, what is this? Is this communicator the best in the country? Are you sure you're not playing with them???

A few of them are going to be muddled and muddled again, which makes them wonder if it was true just now. It's too annoying.

After being stunned for a while, Mo Mo suddenly thought of something and laughed. No, no, it really can't control itself. What the hell is this? And looking at his master's expression, he really doesn't want to laugh. This communicator is useless at all. If so, it's better not to use this communicator.

"Ha ha, ha ha, master, isn't that funny? What's this called a communicator? That's great, isn't it funny? "

Mo yuan's eyes almost wanted to shoot Mo Mo into a hornet's nest. He felt ashamed and lost his face to the Pacific Ocean. It was so embarrassing that he doubted life. The communicator was too useless. Let him do this, he also doubted life.

Moreover, the most embarrassing thing now is that Mo Mo smiles like that. He really doesn't know what to do. Would it be better to stare at it or beat it? Why don't you beat it up before you kill it?

This is the most tangled thing for Mo yuan now. Mo Mo smiled and suddenly felt a cold. He almost didn't expect to run away directly and stopped laughing. He was afraid of being killed by Mo yuan.

Mo yuan breathed out and almost wanted to drop the communicator in his hand. When he went back, he knew who invented it. He killed the man, and he also wanted to invent one himself. His head must be easier to use than that inventor. At least it won't make him want to go wild now.

Mo yuan took another deep breath. After exhaling for several times, he finally adjusted his mood. If he did this again, he didn't know how long he could bear it. He closed his thin lips tightly to make himself feel better and get up...