Mo Shao's little feather

Duanmuhan held the mobile phone, his eyes were almost staring at it.

At this moment, he felt that the worst decision he had made in his life was to make a mistake in making friends.

Why did you hand over such a bunch of damaged goods?

The heartbroken Duanmuhan deleted the circle of friends he posted in a rage, and then turned off the phone to sleep for the first time!

He wants to tell them with practical actions that you really lost your baby like this!

A few people were still in the group hahaha, when suddenly someone discovered that Duan Muhan had deleted the previous post, Wu Zicong couldn't sit still.

[Old Wu: Boss, Han seems to be angry]

This is a conditioned reflex. No matter how old or young they are, they will habitually consult with Mo Xin.

And, at this time, they would call him the boss.

On weekdays, Duanmuhan is the one who calls Mo Xin the boss the most, but this guy also depends on his mood, and he can switch freely between the full name of Boss and Mo Xin.

Zhongli Yuyu was leaning in Mo Xin's arms, and saw Wu Zicong's private message to return the phone to Mo Xin.

"Wu Zicong is looking for you, but isn't this a bit too much today?"

As a spectator, it is indeed very happy to watch, but it is not so pleasant to put it on the person involved.

If you run into a glass heart, the consequences will be disastrous.

Mo Xin took the phone, stole a scent on Zhongli Yuyu's face, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Duanmu is the most resistant to blows. They get along like this on weekdays, and it's okay."

Zhongli Yuyu nodded, but his face was obviously still worried.

【Mo Xin: Definitely angry】

Mo Xin didn't comfort Wu Zicong, but replied directly.

Anyone would be angry if this happened, but this kind of anger is different from that of outsiders.

Everyone knew in their hearts that it was a joke, but they were grinding their teeth a bit at the moment, and no one would care about it later.

Otherwise, he would have died hundreds of times in the past twenty years.

Wu Zicong took advantage of this time to call Duan Muhan and found that his phone was turned off.

Because of work, they basically have about three mobile phones. Wu Zicong knew all the numbers of Duan Muhan, and after calling them one by one, he found that they were all turned off.

[Old Wu: I was so angry that I turned off the phone this time]

[Mo Xin: Go if you want to see it, it's only a few steps away, I don't need to teach you about it]

Mo Xin really knew them all too well, Wu Zicong didn't come to him to discuss whether Duanmu Hansheng should not be angry at all.

Everyone knew the result of the trouble before.

To be able to play like this is to clearly be able to afford it.

Wu Zicong smiled back and put down his phone.

He was indeed making an excuse for himself to go to him.

Tsk, as expected of the Great Demon King, no one can hide his thoughts from him.

However, the Great Demon King also has nemesis. Wu Zicong thought of what Mo Xin had done for Xiao Yu in those years, and suddenly felt a lot more balanced in his heart.

Wu Zicong went out with his own key.

Duanmuhan, whom they were talking about, was humming a song at the moment, wearing a facial mask, with a pillow behind him, half lying down and reading a book.

It's quiet when the phone is turned off.

In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time, and was really afraid that Mo Xin would not be able to find him if there was something wrong with his work.

It would be terrible if the big devil got angry, so I didn't dare.

Fortunately, today, I finally had a chance, because he didn't help me, so he was heartbroken, and it was a good excuse to turn off the phone if he couldn't stand it.

Hahaha!

Duanmuhan laughed three times silently in his heart, he didn't dare to really laugh with the mask on, what's wrong with the wrinkles!

These days, it is not easy to be a male god, and skin care is not much worse than girls.

Duanmuhan was complacent when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

He blinked, knowing who was outside without even thinking about it, he looked down at the book and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Wu Zicong knew that Duanmuhan would not come out anytime soon, so he continued to press it patiently.

Doing so is actually quite immoral, and it is a nuisance to the people.

So, before Duanmuhan came out, the neighbor next to him came out.

"Little comrade, what are you doing at night?" The neighbor was a very gentle uncle. Although he was not very happy, he didn't directly lose his face.

Wu Zicong's temperament originally belonged to the gentle and gentle type that his elders like, but now he put on a pitiful look, and said anxiously: "Brother, I'm sorry to disturb you. My friend is not in a good mood these days. I was very depressed when I was chatting, and now the phone is suddenly turned off, and I can’t contact anyone. You know, in recent years, many young people have been a little bit depressed because of the pressure. I’m not afraid that there’s something wrong with him. I'm in a hurry, I'm really sorry."

"Ah, then hurry up and knock on the door. If it doesn't open, call the police." The uncle was obviously soft-hearted. Hearing Wu Zicong's misfortune, he was immediately very worried.

Duanmuhan had already reached the door when Wu Zicong said he couldn't be reached. The echo in the corridor was relatively loud, and the sound could still be heard only through a door, so his face turned black when he heard what he said behind him.

As soon as he opened the door, Duanmuhan was speechless when he heard the uncle's words again.

Wu Zicong found that the door was open, and immediately put an arm in, afraid that Duanmuhan would repent and close the door again.

Turning back to thank the uncle. "Brother, the door is open. I'll go in first. I'm sorry to disturb you today."

"It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing wrong with him. Hurry up and persuade him, so that you can live a good life, there's nothing you can't think about."

"Hey, okay, thank you big brother." Wu Zicong thanked people with a smile.

Duanmuhan put his arms around the bear and leaned against the wall with a sneer. "Come on, tell me now, who can't think about it?"

Ma Dan, he finally had some free time, what is this guy doing here if he doesn't sleep well?

Wu Zicong said with a smile, "It's because I can't think about it. You see, I came here in the middle of the night to ask you to enlighten me."

"Get out!" Duanmuhan kicked over angrily, why is he getting more and more shameless!

Duanmuhan was wearing a bathrobe, and with this kick, his long straight legs were exposed.He often exercises, his skin is light wheat, his muscles are small but strong, and his legs are beautiful.

Wu Zicong was so useless that he almost had a nosebleed, and he got kicked in such a dazed moment.

Duanmuhan kicked Wu Zicong, and he froze for a moment, this guy didn't dodge?

Looking over suspiciously, Wu Zicong had already recovered, so Duanmuhan didn't notice anything wrong with his expression just now.

As Duanmuhan walked towards the living room, he straightened his somewhat messy bathrobe.

Wu Zicong looked at his back, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have grown taller again?There shouldn't be much difference between the two standing together now.

"You are not staying at home, what are you doing here at my house." Duanmuhan sat on the sofa domineeringly, looking up at Wu Zicong with his face covered with a mask.

"Didn't you say it? I'm not in a good mood. I want to chat with you." Wu Zicong sat on the sofa opposite him, and suddenly stood up again.Asked: "Do you still have a mask?"

"What are you doing?"

Wu Zicong didn't change his face, "I'll apply one too."

Duanmuhan: "..."

A few minutes later, Wu Zicong put on a mask and shifted positions with Duanmuhan, and the two lay side by side on Duanmuhan's big bed.

Duanmuhan turned over a page of the book, "Did you come to my house in the middle of the night just to rub my mask?"

Wu Zicong half-closed his eyes, and said with a light smile, "It's just that it's better to be late than to be in good time, but this thing feels quite comfortable, and it's the first time I've applied it."

Wu Zicong, like most men, also uses some basic things, such as facial cleanser, men's lotion, etc., but he has never applied a mask, and he always thinks it is something for girls.

If he didn't meet Duanmu Hanyong today, he wouldn't have such an idea.

Wu Zicong had such thoughts because he suddenly thought of Duanmuhan's tender and youthful skin, and then thought that if he continued to be so rough, in the future...won't he be able to play together?In a few years, one looks like a young man, and the other has become an uncle.

This sudden thought made Wu Zicong shudder, so he decided to take better care of his skin starting today.

The next day, Wu Zicong shared his thoughts with his buddies in the group, and everyone responded.

No one wants to grow old the first time.

So, a few days later, Duanmuhan found out that these people went crazy and bought all kinds of facial masks...

At this moment, he didn't know that he would cause these things.

He just flipped through his book lightly, and said, "I'll buy it myself in the future."

Duanmuhan didn't care how many times it was, he was not responsible for providing it anyway.

He is not short of money, but he can't be a prodigal.

Wu Zicong nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I will take care of yours in the future."

As a businessman, how could Duan Muhan push the benefit of being delivered to his door, so he agreed immediately. "OK."

Wu Zicong found that he fell in love with one of the benefits of the mask again, that is, after applying it, the voice needs to be very peaceful, in order to keep no expression on the face.

Now that Duanmuhan was talking to him, it was a kind of tenderness that he couldn't enjoy normally.

Zhongli Yuyu glanced at Mo Xin's cell phone for a while, and it was time for him to sleep, but he seemed a little out of his mind.

"Don't worry, Duanmu is really fine, you can tell when you see him tomorrow." Mo Xin knew that he was worried about Duanmuhan, and felt a little sour in his heart. His daughter-in-law was so worried about his brother, anyone would be jealous.

Zhongli Yuyu scratched her chin and smiled flatteringly. "I also know, I just heard that those who look very cheerful may not be really happy in their hearts, so I can't help worrying." Just like him, when he laughs, maybe in his bones he is completely dissatisfied with himself. care.

Mo Xin gently hugged him in his arms, he knew that Zhongli Yuyu had hidden another side of himself in front of him, and his worry now was because of his deep understanding.

Actually, Mo Xin knew all about it.

Because, from the time when he was in the dark at the beginning to the current him, even Zhongli Yuyu didn't know him in seven years.

But Mo Xin knew all about it and had been watching him.

"Believe me, don't worry, everything will be fine. Zicong must be with him right now."

Zhongli Yuyu smiled softly, "Yes."

Everything will be fine.

Isn't he fine now?

All this was undreamed of before.

Therefore, he believed everything Mo Xin said.