Chapter 69

In full bloom, Mo sat at the table and picked up the milk with one hand.

Read the current news in the mobile phone with one hand.

Even this inadvertent action shows its dignity.

Sheng Zhixun on the opposite side shouted softly, "fourth brother..."

Ink turned a deaf ear to his call in the prime of time.

Sheng Zhixun, who couldn't wait for a response, continued to shout.

"Fourth brother... Fourth brother..."

He shouted four or five times in a row, all like a stone sinking into the sea, which was directly ignored by the man opposite.

Sheng Zhixun couldn't help wondering.

The fourth brother seems unwilling to pay attention to himself.

When did he offend the fourth brother?

Looking back carefully, it seems that nothing special has happened

In his prime, Mo's focused expression is quiet and charming.

It seems to have completely shielded the outside world.

The side face between the bowed heads was deep and picturesque.

Until Sheng Zhixun shouted his fourth sister-in-law, his eyes flickered slightly.

Remembering the slippers last night, Wen churan smiled at Sheng Zhixun, "Hi! Good morning. "

She sat directly next to Sheng Zhixun, just opposite Sheng Shi's ink face.

Looking at Mo's indifferent expression in his prime, Wen churan quietly spit out his tongue at him.

This man really doesn't forget to put on his face all the time.

After slowly removing his eyes from the mobile phone screen, Sheng Shimo glanced at the woman's feet outside the table.

The woman wore a pair of pink slippers on her feet.

There is an obvious stain between the pink.

She didn't wear the new slippers that Sheng Zhixun sent last night?

Aware of this, the depression that had been blocking his chest all night suddenly dissipated.

At that time, Mo's gloomy expression finally eased.

He picked up his napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully.

Instead, he looked up at Sheng Zhixun and asked in a deep voice, "what's the matter?"

"Ah?"

Sheng Zhixun was stunned and couldn't keep up with his fourth brother for a moment.

Seeing Sheng Zhixun's face confused, the ink looked slightly heavy at the time of prosperity. "He has been calling me. What do you want to say?"

Sheng Zhixun suddenly realized, "ah... It's something."

But he could only squeeze out an awkward smile. "I'll tell fourth brother later."

Fourth brother didn't realize his call until now?

This reflection arc is too long, isn't it?

In the prime of time, Mo didn't speak again.

Throw away your napkin, stand up and get ready to leave.

Wen churan hurriedly called him "wait!"

He paused and glanced at her haughtily.

Wen churan ignored his impatient expression and asked expectantly, "can I follow you to Sheng tomorrow? Do I need to prepare anything? "

Speaking of it, she hasn't been to Sheng once.

In previous lives, all she cared about was flourishing ink.

So every day he pretended to be a clever full-time wife and stayed in the empty villa, waiting for him to return alone.

She thought she could make him happy if she was obedient.

But reality gave her a hard slap.

Finally woke her up.

"Nothing needs to be prepared."

The cold voice of the ink in its heyday brought Wen churan back to reality.

She couldn't believe it and asked again.

"Are you sure... I don't need to prepare anything?"

At least it was the first time he followed him to Sheng.

When she was in full bloom, Mo looked at her from beginning to end, and a trace of disgust flashed through her eyes.

"Well, that's it now."

Right now?

She's wearing pajamas and a chicken nest!

Can this man be more perfunctory?!

Wen churan opens her mouth and wants to talk, but Sheng Shimo doesn't give her a chance.

Turn, step, leave.

There is no hesitation in the man's action.

Wen churan held back his anger and sneered.

Good death does not die, Sheng Zhixun is still on the side 'good intention' to remind "fourth sister-in-law, fourth brother is perfunctory you again."

Wen churan turned his head and glared at him angrily.

He was immediately frightened and trembled.