When Qiao Mo returned to Xinghe Villa, Ye Shenmo had not yet returned.

The housekeeper asked her if she had any requests for dinner and went to the kitchen.

Qiao Mo was bored with a bag of potato chips nestled on the sofa in the living room, and the TV was playing one of the most popular variety shows at the moment.

Ye Shenmo came back from the company tiredly, and when she entered the door, she saw the scene of smiling and pounding the pillow.

What is it that makes you so happy to watch?

He seemed to be relieved of his fatigue in an instant, his whole body relaxed, and he loosened his tie and walked to her.

"You're back?"

As soon as Qiao Mo heard a movement outside the door, when she turned her head to look over, she saw Ye Shenmo walking towards her, and immediately raised a huge smile.

"Yes."

Ye Shenmo answered, as usual, there were no superfluous words, cold and cold.

and this expressionless look, she wanted to complain about him.

But forget it, in case you complain about this man in a hurry, you will be unlucky in the end.

"This variety show is very good."

Qiao Mo opened his mouth to explain, and then moved his little butt to the side to make room for Ye Shenmo.

Ye Shenmo stood in front of the sofa with his head bowed and did not move.

Qiao Mo blinked, followed Ye Shenmo's gaze, and saw two or three potato chip crumbs lying quietly in the place she had vacated for Ye Shenmo.

Ahem.

Qiao Mo immediately stretched out his paws, put aside the pillow he was holding in his arms, and quickly dusted off the crumbs on the sofa.

Night Ink: ......

Was she trying to tell him that it was clean?

Qiao Mo saw that Ye Shenmo still didn't sit down, so she couldn't help but reach out and scratch her hair.

"Then you sit here."

Qiao Mo moved, sat down on the side where there was crumbs just now, and gave him the other side.

Night Ink: ......

Why don't you say a word?

This face is not very good-looking.

Qiao Moyi silently complained about his turtle hair in his heart, and then got off the sofa in a huff and stood barefoot on the carpet.

"Then which side you want to sit on, you choose."

Ye Shenmo's temples jumped, not for anything else, because after Qiao Mo stood up, the small half bag of potato chips that was put aside fell on the carpet with a bang.

Forehead......

The scene was very embarrassing for a while.

Looking at the potato chips on the carpet, Qiao Mo longed to turn back time, what a shame.

And she remembered someone who seemed to have a habit of cleanliness.

Finished.

Something had to be done.

"It's your fault!"

Suddenly, Qiao Mo jumped up and yelled.

Night Ink: !!

What's wrong?

"I'm going to give you a seat so the potato chips fell to the ground, and you pay me potato chips."

The night is full of black lines, this little girl is really ......

Angry people's teeth are itchy!

Qiao Mo's little heart was pounding, and Shen Mo's face seemed to be getting more and more ugly this night.

What to do, what to do?

Is it useless to be soft at this time?

Or maybe something nice?

"Forget it, for your pitiful sake, I don't want you to pay for it."

Qiao Mo waved his hand, and the corner of his eye secretly aimed at Ye Shenmo.

He seemed to be getting more and more wrong, his body began to emit cold air, and the air pressure in the room was getting lower and lower.

Finished!

"I was wrong."

Qiao Mo immediately stepped forward, grabbed his arm and shook it, looking at him with a pitiful expression.

"I'm never going to eat potato chips again, don't you get angry, okay?"

Qiao Moyi has already planned to be coquettish first, then pretend to be pitiful, or else shed a few tears, and finally raise her claws and swear to sell cuteness by the way.

"Okay, you said, never eat potato chips again."

Alas?

Qiao Moyi: !!