The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 56 The Canary of the Gold Master [18]

Meng Qingtan doesn't have the ability to Shen Lang, even in a desperate situation, he can fight back desperately.

Facing the online boycott, all she could do was smash things and tremble.

She regretted it.

He regretted giving that bitch a chance to breathe, and regretted not holding Yun Mo firmly and handing Yun Mo over.

Yes, how could she not know why Yun Mo's attitude towards her changed?

As long as you check carefully, how can you not know that the two of them even had a candlelight dinner together.

Since God gave her an excellent talent in acting, why did she send a vase of beauty to take away everything from her?
She lowered her head and sat on the sofa, with imperceptible tear stains and poisonous light in the corners of her eyes.

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On Shen Lang's side, the system has already notified that one of the heroine's sub-lines has completed the torture value.

It's just that the abuse value is still not moving.

She glanced at the dignified and abstinent man opposite her, with a smile on the end of her eyes, and said, "Is there a meeting later?"

The man paused, glanced at his watch, and said lightly: "...No."

"But your eyebrows and eyes are impatient..." Shen Lang lowered his eyes, his red lips moved slightly, "Dining with me, I wronged Mr. Yun."

Both polite and with a touch of alienation and sarcasm.

She cut a piece of steak, raised her hand and put it into Hongrun Tan's mouth.

"... Yin and Yang are strange." Yun Mo frowned slightly, and said, "I bought you a gift, it should be soon."

Hearing this, Shen Lang casually raised his eyes and said:

"A potted plant again?"

Yun Mo: "..."

"By the way," the beauty laughed, "Do you still want that pot of succulent?"

Yun Mo looked calm, staring at her, "Changed again?"

The beauty didn't answer, she smiled and tilted her head.

Unspoken.

The gift Yun Mo said was delivered soon.

The gentle and handsome waiter put a delicate plate with a lid on the table, and then backed out.

Shen Lang pursed his lips and opened the lid.

"do you like it?"

"…Um."

This dog... is too good at it.

But how did he know that he likes crispy duck?

In front of her was a plate of crispy duck.

Cut into small pieces of meat, the plate is exquisite, just looking at it, you can smell the tangy aroma of meat.

Yun Mo slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Why do you like to eat this?"

This is extremely incomprehensible to a superior like him.

It's just greasy food, why can't I forget it?
Shen Lang paused, raised his eyes and said, "I'm used to it."

Yun Mo didn't ask anymore.

Shen Lang ate a piece, smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Yun has a heart."

"You said it the first time."

"The first time...?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal, with a narrow smile at the end of his eyes.

Yun Mo: "..."

"Today we fought a comeback," Shen Lang raised his wine glass, "You don't want to toast me?"

Yun Mo's crimson-colored thin lips slightly curled up, and said in a low voice, "You've already had three cups."

Shen Lang drooped the corners of his lower lips, his smile subsided, "Come on, stop drinking."

"already ate?"

Shen Lang picked up another piece of crispy duck, put it in his mouth, and handed him a light look.

"What do you say?"

Yun Mo's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he glanced at his watch: "I'll take you back later."

"... let's go."

Shen Lang stopped talking.

After all, Gou Dongxi's love for her is not high now, only 40%. The relationship between the two can only be regarded as ordinary friends, and they can only meet for a meal.

It is his normal attitude to be alienated and polite.

Shen Lang lowered his eyes, finished the crispy duck slowly, wiped his lips gracefully, and said with a slight smile:
"Trouble Mr. Yun."

"...Let's go." Yun Mo stood up.

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The low-key Rolls-Royce stopped slowly.

Yun Mo glanced at the small apartment in front of him and frowned slightly.

"You live here?"

Shen Lang's apartment is a bit out of the way and the area is small, but it is actually enough for one person to live in.

But Yun Mo felt a little dissatisfied.

Shen Lang laughed, got out of the car, and said by the window:
"Thank you."

Yun Mo frowned even tighter.

But in an instant, he withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "Have a good rest."

The car window rose slowly, blocking his handsome side face.

(End of this chapter)