The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration wants to help the boss survive

Chapter 280 With You, Zean (6)

What Mo Chi meant was to throw his consciousness into this plane and experience the growth from infant to adult just like the people in this plane.

And with the memory...

Not to mention whether his current physical condition can meet his requirements, just carrying the memory is very painful. You must know that there are many things in this plane that they cannot change with their power.

"Don't talk nonsense, do as I say..."

Midoru: "..."

……

Unable to resist Mochi, Midoru followed Mochi back to the God Realm.

Yilan Hall, in front of Shenyuan.

Midoru sat cross-legged under the peach blossom tree and tapped on the keyboard, inputting some pre-set information.

"In this plane, your name is still Mo Chi, and the time is set around Feng Yao's birth. Do you want to arrange another childhood sweetheart for you?"

Midoru's tone was bad, and he looked up at Mo Chi who was lying on the tree.

Mo Chi supported his chin with one hand, and frowned slightly: "Childhood sweetheart? Don't you want to change her life trend, no, I want to prove my own strength myself."

Midoru: "..."

Midoru didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't give Mo Chi any settings, and let him go to fend for himself.

Brothers can't help it either.

After getting ready, Midolu stretched out his hand to get Mochi's divine seal, and printed a stamp on the screen.

Mo Chi jumped up from the tree and walked to the side of Shenyuan: "During my absence, take good care of the Shenyin..."

"You have gone to pursue your own love, and you still care about this divine seal?" Although Midolu said so, he still respectfully put away the divine seal in his hand, he has a sense of what to do.

"Let me remind you again, after you jump down, you only have memories of her, but all the divine powers you possess will disappear, and you are just an ordinary person."

"understood."

After Mochi finished speaking, he couldn't wait to jump down the abyss. Midoru reached out his hand to grab him, but just as he raised his arm, he had to put it down again.

Putting his hands into his sleeves, looking at the huge temple, Midoru sighed: "Since ancient times, there are many troubles for beautiful women!"

The matter has come to this point, it is useless for Midolu to stop him. On the computer screen, the screen is transferred to a hospital. Outside the delivery room, a middle-aged man is walking back and forth, rubbing his hands constantly, anxious and nervous.

Midoru was not interested in Mo Chi's growth history, so he directly adjusted the fast-forward button.

The picture on the screen moved forward quickly, until Mo Chi stood in front of a flower shop, and Mi Duolu canceled the fast forward.

The wind chime hanging on the door of the flower shop made a tinkling sound as the door was opened. The people inside poked their heads out when they heard it.

"Hello, what do you need?"

Putting his hands in front of him, Feng Yao looked at the man entering the store, feeling a little scared in his heart. Isn't this man the man who had been standing under the streetlight a year ago?

At this time, he was wearing a fleece jacket, with a ruddy complexion, and he was no longer sick than when he saw him a few days ago.

Mo Chi looked around the store, looking at the drink list hanging on the wall, and said indifferently: "I heard that the store here is very knowledgeable about peach blossoms. Please order a cup of that drink."

His slender fingers pointed at the picture on the wall, which was the new product Feng Yao was researching today.

"Okay, the flower viewing is upstairs, please..."

"No need." Mo Chi sat down on a small stool on the first floor, and said leisurely, "Those flowers are a bit vulgar."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yao's face with a professional smile froze instantly: "If you are here to find trouble, please go back."

She has seen this kind of man a lot, and when she sees other people's beauty, she wants to come up and have a chat.

Realizing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Mo Chi hurriedly apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say that the peach blossoms here are not ordinary things."

Mo Chi pointed at the two peach blossom trees placed at the door. For some reason, the flowers had bloomed very brightly recently.

Feng Yao stared at Mo Chi for a while, then turned around and brought out a cup of coffee.

Taking the coffee in his hand, Mo Chi sniffed it lightly. The aroma of coffee and the sweetness of peach blossoms lingered in his nose. He nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, the sweetness of peach blossoms is very complete. Do you like peach blossoms too?"

"That's it."

Feng Yao wiped his hands and turned to leave.

"But do you like the coolness of peach blossoms?"

Clear?Feng Yao turned around again, looked at the face in front of him, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"gentle."

The two words Qianqian aroused a tinge of sourness in Feng Yao's heart, and she couldn't explain why.

Mo Chi pursed his lips, and took out a business card from his jacket pocket: "I own a chain restaurant, I don't know if you have any intention to cooperate."

A thin card was hung in front of Feng Yao, looking at the name on it, Feng Yao frowned slightly.

This change in expression was captured by Mo Chi. He was a little excited, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and asked, "Why...you know me?"

Feng Yao shook her head, she was sure she had never seen him, but this name...

"The surname Mo is rare."

As a result, Feng Yaoduan looked at the business card for a while, feeling more and more depressed.

There was a sound of "ding bell", and someone pushed the door open.

The man was wrapped in cotton clothes, his wheat-colored skin turned red from the cold, rubbed his hands, and rubbed against Feng Yao: "It's too cold, how is today? Is business okay?"

The man squinted to see the light in Feng Yao's eyes. Mo Chi recognized him. He was the man who asked for Feng Yao's contact information at the hot pot restaurant that day.

Mo Chi's heart trembled. According to the time, he was not late.

"Huh? Didn't you say that you can't ask for leave?"

Feng Yao put away his business card, smiled and poured a cup of hot water for the man, and held it in his hand: "Why are you here..."

"I miss you, I exchanged places with someone else for a meal."

The man blew on the hot water in his hand, feeling warm in his heart.

After taking a sip of hot water, the man saw Mo Chi sitting beside him. Seeing Mo Chi's handsome face, the man's smile gradually disappeared: "This is..."

"My name is Mo Chi...come here for a cup of coffee."

Mo Chi stood up and held out his hand to the gentlemanly man.

The man stood up straight, and reached out his hand to shake hands with Mo Chi. Although there was no need to introduce himself, since he had said his name, the man also said, "Qi Cheng."

"Yes." Mo Chi nodded with a smile, turned to Feng Yao and said, "Please think about that matter and contact me at any time..."

After finishing speaking, Mo Chi walked out of the flower shop with some difficulty.

The cold wind was biting, like a razor blade blowing against my face, it hurt.

But the pain was not only on the face, but also in the heart.

Mo Chi kicked his hands into his pockets, clenched his fists tightly, and leaned against the street lamp to look back at the scene inside the flower shop. Qi Cheng held Feng Yao's shoulders and wanted to kiss her forehead.

Feng Yao leaned back and dodged: "Well, let's clean up first."

"Yao'er, we have been together for three months. I just want to kiss your forehead..."

Feng Yao lowered his head, did not speak, turned his head upstairs, and wanted to find Pei Yuanyuan.

It's not just that she dodges Qi Cheng's intimacy, and it's not that she doesn't like Qi Cheng, it's just that every time he approaches, Feng Yao will feel guilty and can only subconsciously refuse.

Looking at Feng Yao's back, Qi Cheng sighed softly...

(End of this chapter)