Nothing is as important as seeing Erbao, Mi Chen silently calculated in his heart, he has not seen her for a month and two days. Her birthday is still a few months away, and this time, he wants to make everything clear to her, and he wants to confess.

Thinking of this, Mi Chen made another phone call.

"Hey, old rice?" a female voice was like the gentle evening breeze on a summer night, blowing through the tips of her hair.

"Lolo, there's something I want to ask you. Mi Chen thought about what he was about to ask, but he felt that his heartbeat was a little faster.

"Well, you say. ”

"Do you think, Erbao, do you like me?" Afraid that Milo wouldn't understand, Mi Chen emphasized again, "It's the kind of liking between men and women." ”

"Hahaha. Milo's laughter was like a pleasant bell popping out of the speaker and landing on Michen's entire office.

"What are you laughing at?" Mi Chen was a little embarrassed by her laughter.

It took a long time for Milo to stop laughing, and she said softly: "Old Mi, I thought it would be a long time before I heard you say something that you clearly liked." ”

"Huh, Lolo, you already know. Mi Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he understood. Yes, none of them can live as well as Milo, and she naturally knows their various thoughts at a glance.

"To tell you the truth, except for Erbao, the little fool who thinks that the two of you are simple brothers, and you, the person who thinks you are hiding very well, we can all see it clearly. ”

Milo fiddled with the paintbrush in his hand, smiling like a beautiful moonlight in the night, sure enough, when it comes to feelings, no matter how smart a person is, he will become ignorant.

"Then Luo Luo, what do you think of Erbao her?"

"Lao Mi, Erbao, she is happy with you, she has only drunk in front of you. "Others, the corners of Milo's mouth curled up in a shallow arc, she had only seen Erbao drink them down.

Milo's words fell into his ears like a breeze, and Mi Chen suddenly remembered the soft and sweet fragrance of Yu Lime's lips that year, as well as her rare delicate appearance of her daughter's family. "I see, thank you, Lolo. ”

"Alright, we've been friends for many years. Say, do you have a plan?" Several of them know each other well, and Milo, who is as meticulous as dust, can naturally taste the deep meaning that Mi Chen has not yet spoken.

"Well, I want to confess on her birthday. ”

"There are still a few months left, but there is still time to make a good life plan. ”

"I wanted to plant a yard full of lavender for her at that time. ”

"But the flowering period of lavender is July and August, and Erbao's birthday is January, when the weather is cold and frozen, and ordinary methods cannot be planted. ”

"I know, I'll go back and make arrangements. I'm calling you so late, but it's because I want to make my feelings clear, thank you, Lolo. ”

"Good night. ”

"Good night, Lolo, you watch your body. ”

Milo's ears seemed to be echoing Mi Chen's words to pay attention to her body, she smiled bitterly and put down her phone, and her right hand touched the position of her heart with a little trembling.

Counting the days, she only has four years, but it is wonderful to be able to watch the two of them come together in her lifetime. It's just a pity, Brother Yu Mochen...... A long sigh echoed in the silent air of the night, drifting with the evening breeze for a long, long time.

Putting down the phone, Mi Chen finished processing the remaining documents with full joy, drove home to wash and sleep, and slept peacefully.

On the second day, Yu Qinglime slept until three o'clock in the morning, and after eating the lunch delivered to the door, she suddenly remembered that she was still a bodyguard, and slowly went to Gu Mo's room to report.

Ding dong.

It was Secretary Lin who opened the door, "Miss Yu, you're here." ”

"Well, did you have lunch?"

"I just ate it, Miss Yu is here?"

"Oh, I just wanted to ask if there's anything I need to do, and if there is nothing I'll be out in a minute. ”

"Mr. Gu, Miss Yu is here. At this point in the conversation, Secretary Lin turned his head to Gu Mo, who was sitting in the living room concentrating on cooperation matters, with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Well, call her in. Gu Mo didn't raise his head, and his voice was as cold as ever.

"Boss, is there something wrong?" Yu Qinglime walked up to Gu Mo with steps, and seeing that he didn't care about himself, he had to ask out loud.

"Sit down, do you know that Yang Di entered the hospital today?" Gu Mo put down the documents in his hand, leaned back on the sofa behind him, and looked up at Yu Qinglime.

Yu Qinglime sat down on the single sofa on the side, reached out and picked up the banana on the table and peeled it to eat, and while eating, the apricot eyes looked at Secretary Lin, who was sitting as an invisible person, with an inquiring gaze.

"Ahem, Miss Yu, today we received news that Mr. Yang was admitted to the emergency room of the hospital today because of severe diarrhea. Secretary Lin raised his hand to cover his lips and explained.

"Poof. Yu Qinglime hurriedly swallowed the fruit in her mouth, and laughed out loud when she heard the words, "Hahahaha, is Yang Di so weak?"

She originally meant to give him wine and food just to let him pull his stomach for a day and teach him a lesson to a bastard like him who saw the uprising, but she didn't expect that Yang Di's delicate body had already been consumed by daily arrogance and lewdness, which was unexpected.

"Did you premeditate?" Seeing that she was not surprised when she heard this, but Yu Qinglime with smiling eyes, Gu Mo suddenly remembered a dish that she specially recruited a waiter to order for Yang Di last night, and then that dish was all coaxed by Yu Lime to Yang Di's stomach.

"No, no, boss, you can't go out and talk nonsense. Yu Qinglime raised her index finger and shook it gently, and continued: "How can I, an ignorant child from the mountains, know that alcohol will have diarrhea when it encounters fine vegetables, right? ”

Thinking of Yang Di's painful appearance of sitting on the toilet and pulling chrysanthemums to bloom, Yu Qinglime smiled very unkindly, this was the tragic end she almost had back then.

When an actor she liked got married that year, she carried a jar of wine, and made some vegetables and peanuts for her own convenience, and when she was about to eat it, her savior brother Yu Mochen, who was proficient in medical science, came back.

I still remember that Yu Mochen looked at her funny, a person who said that she wanted to use wine to kill her sorrows, but she happened to see the plate of fine dishes. At that time, his elegant and magnetic voice trembled a little and was surprised, "Erbao, you actually want to punish yourself like this, it's too ruthless." ”

"Brother, the woman in my heart who played the white moonlight in me is married like this, can I not be sad. Yu Qinglime took a sip, and looked up at Yu Mochen with tears in her eyes.

"Then you don't have to torture yourself with such a difficult result as letting yourself pull your stomach for a day. The corners of Yu Mochen's eyes twitched, what should I do if there is a drama sister at home?

"Alas, brother, this is no way. Yu Qinglime reacted suddenly after answering the phone, "Brother, what did you just say?"

"That's right. Yu Mochen pointed to the fine vegetables on her small table, and then pointed to the wine glass in her hand, "You eat the fine vegetables and wine together, although there will be no danger to your life or detoxify and nourish your face, but the process is still very uncomfortable." ”

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