Chapter Seventy-Seven: ...... Again

Zhai Mo smiled bitterly, yes, I didn't expect that he would be calculated by others when he was about to become fine, this matter is a big stain on his life no matter how he says it.

"Perhaps, this is fate!" Otherwise, he wouldn't have met Murong!

……

Is this considered literature and art?

"Seriously?"

"When did I joke?"

Su Xun thought about it, too, if this guy Zhai Mo is really emotional, then he will not go with the temperament of playing tickets. So, did he really plant it this time?

Okay, okay, if he had noticed that Zhai Mo was looking at Murong with a different look from ordinary people, maybe he would have asked this earlier than this.

"I guess there's nothing to do with me here now, so I'll leave first. What's the matter, call us!"

"I'll let the driver drop you off. At this time, Zhai Mo didn't forget that Su Xun was in his car when he came.

"Uh-huh~"

Even if Zhai Mo didn't say it, Su Xun would let his people send him back.

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The huge study, the extremely simple modern style, highlights the owner's clean and neat character, and the warm lights reflect the warmth in the corner of the study, which shows that the owner is not too cold.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

After the housekeeper knocked politely on the door a few times, he pushed the door in, and said to Zhai Mo, who was sitting by the window, "Boss, Song Shao has arrived home safely." ”

"Well, is she awake. "For his own attitude, even if the housekeeper doesn't come to report, he will be very relieved. Compared with Su Xun, who had already left, he was more concerned about Murong who was still in his bedroom.

"Miss Murong is still sleeping. ”

"Well, let's get out. ”

Hearing this, the butler softly closed the door and went out.

Zhai Mo held his right hand on his chin and swam back and forth on his lips with his index finger a few times.

Still sleeping?

I hope that girl can have a good dream.

After briefly relaxing for a while, Zhai Mo once again put his energy into the mountains of papers on his desk.

Time always goes very fast in the busy, and when Zhai Mo came out of the study after finishing the things in his hand, it was already two o'clock in the night. Carrying the empty coffee cup around to the kitchen, after drinking half a glass of water, he returned to the bedroom with another glass of water, thinking about the information that the maid told him that Murong had been sleeping since he came back, and he couldn't help but feel that Zhai Mo was still a little worried.

I haven't eaten anything and slept until now, I really don't know if Murong did it on purpose. put the water cup in his hand on the bedside table on the side without making a sound, and then sat down along the edge of the bed, looking at Murong who was not even stable in her sleep, and couldn't help but feel distressed again.

What is it about her that she can't even sleep?

At this time, Zhai Mo didn't realize that since he met Murong, the number of times he felt sorry for people was rising.

Seeing that Murong's forehead was evenly covered with a layer of fine sweat, Zhai Mo got up and went to the bathroom to get a wet towel, and gently wiped off the fine sweat for Murong.

With extremely gentle movements, even he didn't realize how gentle he was when he was taking care of Murong at the moment!

By the time Murong woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Zhai Mo had been sitting next to him and guarding Murong since he entered the room.

"Wake up. ”