Get lost?

Mo Sheng was about to explode.

I tried my best to send him a message, and I admitted my mistake in a hurry, and I just rolled the word!

Not only was Bo Ming angry, but she was also so angry that her cheeks wrinkled and she threw her phone aside.

Ignore it, hum, anyway, she doesn't really have a problem with her sexual orientation.

It's all just speculation.

As soon as he lifted the quilt, Mo Sheng's whole person turned into the quilt, and it was still comfortable in the quilt, and he didn't go to the hot face and put it on the cold bench, so he couldn't tell it at all.

If you really don't come back, then there's nothing you can do, who will still practice yourself.

Ignore it, ignore it!

Ding dong.

Did Uncle Bo give her news again?

In the next second, Mo Sheng quickly turned out of the quilt, and his previous principles were forgotten.

I took the phone and opened it, I was looking forward to it, but it turned out to be an unfamiliar number, and I directly sent two words, "Lust!" ”

Lust your sister!

You don't have to think about it to know that it's that kid from Si Ruochen.

Mo Sheng's face turned black in a second, this kid is really thick-skinned, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have made such a fuss.

The hand quickly hit a line, "You are so thick-skinned, you actually stole my phone, if you are like this again, don't blame me for worrying with you." ”

"Yo, yes, it's single!" Soon Si Ruochen replied.

This kid just deliberately went against her, and he didn't make trouble for her, and I don't know how I offended him.

After that, Si Ruochen sent another message, "Boy, remember to save my mobile phone number, note: male god." ”

Call!

Mo Sheng exhaled deeply, she was already in a bad mood, she was a little excited now, she quickly said, "Remarks, Wang Bagui grandson, no thanks!" ”

After speaking, I really saved Si Ruochen's number, and the remarks were called Wang Bagui grandson!

In the future, Si Ruochen will be her grandson!

Now, Mo Sheng can sleep, so angry that she hit the pillow and buries her face deeply, there is only one shortcoming, she can't deal with people with dead skins.

One night, Bo Ming didn't go back to Bo Yuan, Mo Sheng got up very early, and Bo Yuan was deserted.

The main reason is that she can't sleep well, and in her dream, she also dreamed that Bo Ming glared at her angrily, and wanted to drive her out of Bo Yuan, and she was not allowed to step further. The old mansion is already mean enough, and he is afraid every day, wanting to throw her out of Bo Yuan, if Bo Ming also dies, this life is estimated to be over.

At the dining table, Mo Sheng sighed deeply.

"Young Master Mo, you didn't sleep well, the dark circles under your eyes are so heavy?"

The housekeeper brought out the breakfast, and saw Mo Sheng sighing, he heard that Mo Sheng made Bo Ming so angry that he didn't come back all night, but according to Mo Sheng's nature, it is also a normal thing, after two or three days, forget about those, and naturally come back.

But Mosheng doesn't think so, she was displaced before the age of eight, living a life that is sold here today and there tomorrow, she has no parents, the people outside are sinister, cruel and resolute, there is no ability to protect herself at that age, she sleeps with her eyes open every night, and she will be awakened by the slightest movement, and this shadow lingers.

Bo Ming was the only one who saved her in her runaway and escape.

Then to Bo Yuan, although she has a good life, but she has never really felt at ease, grandpa is Bo Ming's father, but not her grandfather, can open one eye and close one eye can not move Bo Ming, if Bo Ming doesn't want her, then she will really leave Bo Yuan.

She is not inseparable from Bo Yuan, but inseparable from Bo Ming, from childhood to adulthood, she only relaxes in front of Bo Ming, because she knows that Bo Ming will not hurt herself, and she must wrap herself sharply outside to avoid being hurt again.

These are her two states of mind, it is naturally best to be able to take off her guard in front of Bo Ming, but how long can it be?