Chapter 419: I Cry, I Cry, I Cry to You to Death

Leng Mo's narrow eyes narrowed, and he asked sharply, "Who put the mango here?" ”

The butler's face immediately became frightened, he bowed more than ninety degrees, and replied in a trembling voice:

"I'm sorry young master, it's my negligence. This mango was accidentally placed here by a new servant who didn't know the rules. ”

"Immediate dismissal."

"Yes, young master."

"Steward Liu." Leng Mo's tone suddenly rose.

The butler's waist had not yet straightened up, and he immediately bent down again. "Yes, young master, what else do you have to order?"

Leng Mo's thin figure leaned on the handrail of the stairs, and said with a playful gaze: "I'm afraid you're old and confused, Young Master Ben seems to have said that this kind of fruit must not enter the Leng family." ”

Qin Chenchen saw the butler's bowed figure tremble a few times, and it looked like he had the illusion of desolation.

She raised her eyes again and looked at the arrogant and noble young master on the stairs, and thought, what the hell does this thing want to do?

"Young Master, it's my management negligence. I voluntarily accepted the penalty. ”

The corners of Leng Mo's mouth hooked a cold arc, "You don't need to admit punishment, settle three months' salary, and leave." ”

The butler's figure staggered, and he almost didn't stand firm.

Qin Chenchen was shocked, and hurriedly dropped the mango to help his body.

"Uncle housekeeper, are you alright?" Instead, she raised her eyes and glared at Leng Mo, "Leng Mo, why are you so cruel?" Uncle Butler was just a momentary negligence, you don't need to be like this, right? I was just joking with that mango. I won't really eat it. ”

Leng Mo didn't even bother to look at her, and went straight upstairs.

"Hey, you stop me. Cold Ink ......"

She ran upstairs with a glare, barricaded him at the bedroom door, and wouldn't let him in.

"Leng Mo, are you very irritable today, do you know?"

Leng Mo sneered, "That's what you forced me to do." ”

With that, he pushed her away and walked into the bedroom.

Qin Chenchen also walked in and closed the door. He paused at the door, was silent for a long time, and then said:

"If you don't tell me, I'll know the answer sooner or later. Big deal, I'm going to ask Mom and Dad. ”

Leng Mo's green muscles jumped suddenly, "Qin Chenchen." Three words popped out between his teeth.

Let's da, tears fell from Qin Chenchen's big black eyes, and she looked at him wetly, both pitiful and cute.

Seeing this, Leng Mo held his forehead and cursed lowly: "Damn." ”

When Qin Chenchen heard this, he thought he was scolding her, so he cried even more fiercely. The tears, like a reservoir bursting its banks, gushed out and were out of control.

Q: What is Leng Mo's most helpless thing in this life?

Answer: Qin Chenchen cried!

But whenever Qin Chenchen cried, Leng Mozhun had a headache.

He was not good at coaxing girls, and when he saw Qin Chenchen crying, he would tighten his handsome face even tighter in addition to being at a loss.

He walked up to her, wiped her tears from his eyes, and then irritated and ordered, "Don't cry!" ”

Qin Chenchen's crying came to an abrupt end. Her wide, watery eyes stared at him for three seconds, and then the tears fell again like beads of broken thread.

I'm crying harder and harder than before!

Now, the cold ink is completely square!

"Qin Chenchen!"

One is crying, the other is annoying, one big and one small, one tall and one short, just like that.

Seeing that the little guy was crying and his whole body trembled, Leng Mo finally disarmed and surrendered.

He lowered his head as if he was fated, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, can't I lose it?" What do you want to know? ”

Crying, abruptly interrupted. Tears, say take it.

Qin Chenchen got into his arms, rubbed his T-shirt, and rubbed all his tears and snot on it.

Leng Mo's face was dark, not to mention how dark. He pursed his lips, endured the irritable feeling in his body because of his cleanliness habit, and kept telling himself:

Don't be angry, don't be angry, the daughter-in-law is chosen by herself, who will raise the daughter-in-law after she dies?

In fact, although he was angry, he couldn't lose his temper either. Every time his gaze touched Qin Chenchen's beautiful, innocent and innocent little face and eyes, his anger automatically turned into full of helplessness, infinite tolerance and pampering.