Scheming Boss Hard To Please

Chan'er was holding a lot of things, and suddenly he was depressed. He said to himself, "the last time Yang Haohao's parents took him to a picnic, he ate this biscuit! His mother took a lot of pictures with him. His father also flew a kite. Zen'er never went to a picnic with his parents... "

The child's words immediately attracted the attention of the two people. Qiao Mo ran had no time to think wildly. When she looked down, she saw Chan er with a pair of big eyes and looked at herself with a pair of big eyes. She wanted to ask for something, but she didn't dare to say it. She thought that the child would not please her! Buy so many things, you want her to take her on a picnic?

She looks at Che Mingjian, who also looks guilty. "I'd like to take her on a picnic, but she's not in a good mood if she doesn't have a mother! (cough) what, my mother, shall we have a picnic today

Qiao Molan listened to his mother, who was very uncomfortable. Before he said anything, Che Xiaochan held out his hand and held Qiao Mo Ran's hand. He didn't speak. He just called out, "Mom! Mom... "

It's so pitiful. I want to say it, but I don't dare to say it!

Qiao Mo ran felt that he could refuse Che Ming Jian, but could not refuse his daughter, so he nodded. "OK, take Zen on a picnic!"

"Oh! Long live mom! Long live mother The little girl jumped up happily.

Che Mingjian looked at her like that, and quickly said, "chan'er, don't jump. There are other uncles and aunts living downstairs. You will disturb others if you jump up!"

The little girl stopped at once, her face was full of bright smiles, and she really didn't jump! "Dad, chan'er is a good boy with good manners and won't dance any more!"

"Well! Good boy Che Mingjian praises her without stinginess.

"I'll get rid of the fish balls and meatballs and make two more dishes. You wait!" Qiao Mo ran stood up, suddenly thought to ask: "did you eat?"

"Yes, I'll drink bean juice in the service area of the expressway in the morning."

"That's good!"

"Chan'er, play by yourself. Dad will help Mom prepare it. Let's go for a picnic." Che Ming Jian patted the little girl's head and ordered.

"Oh Crisp raw reply, the little girl immediately climbed onto the sofa, excitedly picked up the bag, she would like to take what delicious?

Che Ming Jane followed Qiao Mo ran into the kitchen, or couldn't help but ask: "Mo Mo, you look a little strange, who gives you angry? Say it, I'll help you out! "

"Mr. Che, thank you very much. No one is angry with me!"

"I don't like it!" Gu Yisheng felt inexplicably harsh, frown, looked at Qiao Mo ran, but saw her lips are thin and cool smile, such a smile, pale face, slightly red eyes, everything is clear, she cried today, the mood is not good! Inexplicably, his heart actually followed a pain.

"You are Mr. Che Qiao Mo ran did not explain, also unwilling to explain.

Che Ming Jian couldn't help asking, "because of Gu Yisheng?"

Qiao Mo sneered: "this is my business, isn't it a picnic? Please help me put the fish balls in the fresh-keeping box

Che Mingjian was helpless. She took the chopsticks and the fresh-keeping box in her hand and began to put the balls inside. She frowned: "are they all meat balls? Do you have any vegetable balls

Che Mingjian doesn't like meatballs very much, but his daughter likes them. Looking at Qiao Molan's prepared meatballs and fish balls, Che Mingjian is very moved by her care, but also has a little opinion: "Momo, I like vegetable balls, please get me some vegetables next time! You've done better than a big hotel. It's really good cooking! "

Qiao Mo Ran is cooking small dishes, she plans to cold mix, cold dishes easy to take outside. Her eyes are fixed on the vegetables, washing and boiling water mechanically. She doesn't know if she hears Che Mingjian's words.

"Momo, are you listening to me?" Che Mingjian put down her things and came to her.

She was stunned and asked, "what?"

Che Mingjian's vision is deep, looking at her, the meaning in the eyes is a little unclear.

Qiao Muran lowers his head and continues to be busy with himself. He doesn't intend to face his sharp eyes. In fact, Che Mingjian's eyes are quite sharp, sharp and there is no place to hide. Qiao Molan is really afraid of his eyes and can easily see through people.

Che Mingjian looks at her for a while. She seems to be a little mechanical, but she is embarrassed.

He retreated a little, continued to clip fish balls, and said: "a lot of times, people's hearts still need to be tolerant, inclusive of everything, people will be happy!"

Qiao Mo ran pulled lips, side head looked at the glass window of the kitchen, silent.

"You seem to despise my words?" Che Ming Jian you Dao.

Qiao Mo ran a stagnant, looking at the glass on the window, slowly opened his mouth: "glass like heart, transparent to people, also on their own sad!"

Che Mingjian's eyes stopped and turned to look at her. Her eyes were looking out of the window. Her hair was soft and her back was straight. It seemed that she was trying to bear something. He heard her say one word and another: "it's a different road. It's just that we met at the crossroads. We met each other and met a helpless fate! Originally you go your loneliness, I go my sorrow, each irrelevant, but just want to get together! In the end, should I go with my tears and his hatred? "Che Mingjian is very artistic when listening to such sour sentences. He seems to see a sad young man lamenting the fate of his misfortune. In the past, he would laugh at this situation, but today, perhaps he saw her entanglement and could not speak out.

Che Ming Jian opened her mouth and finally opened her mouth. "Momo, there are many things in this world that you think you can continue to do tomorrow. There are many people who think you can meet again. So when you put down your hand temporarily or turn around temporarily, what you think in your heart is the hope that tomorrow will be reunited again. Sometimes, you can't even feel this hope, because you think that the day is like this Come over every day, and of course, it should go on like this. Yesterday, today and tomorrow should be no different, but there will be a time when you let go and turn around. Some things will completely change and the sun goes down. Before she rises again, some people will never leave you. Even if you are wandering at the crossroads, there will be no injuries that will never come! "

"Are you talking to your lover?" Qiao Mo ran lowered his head, "maybe! I don't have your deep experience, I just feel that sometimes I am stubborn and unwilling to give in, in return is scarred! I gave in, and I still got a lot of scars in return

"What's the matter with you?" Che Mingjian's tone is a little helpless.

Qiao Mo Ran is a way: "no, I'm just a feeling for others, at the same time also doubt!"

What kind of love is love to the bone tattoo, but not hesitate to betray?

Qiao Mo ran really doubts!

"What are you wondering about?" Che Ming Jian asked.

Qiao Mo ran shakes his head, still did not say anything finally.

Her silence made Che Mingjian a little embarrassed to disturb later. He had to pack all the fish balls and stand at the kitchen door to watch her cook.

Qiao Molan put out the vegetables, control the water, and then find sesame seasoning, one by one cold mix, and washed a few apples, peeled, with some bought steamed bread, one by one ready, put into the bag.

Outside, Che Xiaochan also packed several bags. Seeing them come out, he pointed to the bags and called, "Mom, do you want to start?"

"Well! Let's go Qiao Mo ran nodded.

"Oh! Let's go Happy, the little guy slipped off the sofa and carried two bags in his hand. She was small and had no strength. She couldn't hold it at all. The bag fell to the ground. The little guy didn't let go, dragged it on the ground and went out. "Mom, Dad, come on! If you don't go, the sun will set! "

Qiao Mo ran and Che Ming Jian see her pulling two bags to the door, funny and angry!

Che Mingjian quickly went over and helped her lift the bag: "what are you doing with so many things?"

The little guy raised his head and threw it to Che Ming Jian with a "you're stupid" expression. "Eat, of course."

Che Ming Jian smiles and pinches her small face. "Let's go on a picnic. Although we're going to eat, we can't be so unrestrained. Do you want to be a fat man! You did all this? I'll see what's in it

Little girl a pair of generous to allow you to check the appearance, but also very excited to donate treasure, "are delicious!"

Che Ming Jian looked down and saw that there were all her favorite snacks. She couldn't help laughing. "All of them are your favorite food. Don't you have any dad's favorite food?"

The little guy tangled up, frowned, thought for a while, seemed a little guilty, pointed to the sofa and whispered: "Dad wants to take it by himself!"

Qiao Mo ran saw a mess on the sofa, everything on it, even slippers, the kind of cartoon cotton slippers, placed on it, Mickey Mouse's, Qiao Mo ran puzzled asked: "Why buy cotton slippers?"

"Oh Che Mingjian glanced at it and explained: "the anti-season dumping of the shopping mall was seen by chaner, and she insisted on buying it. She had a Mickey Mouse's children's shoes. She said she would buy you one of the same, so she bought it!"

Qiao Mo was dumb.

"Don't be surprised. There's underpants." Che Ming Jian coughed slightly.

Qiao Mo Ran's face changed instantly.

"Snoopy's, follow her! But yours is grown-up! " Che Mingjian added: "in a word, her heart, I hope you accept, do not hurt a child's pure heart!"

If only chan'er, Qiao Mo Ran is really moved to death. The problem is that Che Mingjian asks Che Mingjian to buy these things. She really doesn't know whether to be grateful or shy. For a while, her expression is very strange.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Why do you look so tangled? " Zen son sees Qiao Mo ran that facial expression, very puzzled ask.

Qiao Mo ran immediately returned to consciousness.

Che Ming Jian Chuchi happy: "look, the little girl can see that your expression is tangled!"

Well, she surrendered!