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Gust stops at the landscaped garden boulevard.

Monsoon opened the door of the rear seat outside, and the first thing he saw was the man's slender and straight legs, and the tall figure walked out of the carriage and walked straight to the villa.

Followed by the pretty little figure, Mo Xian jumped out of the car and caught up with him.

"Ah Shen, you wait for me, you're walking too fast......"

Mo Xian chased after him.

At this moment, she realized that if he didn't accommodate her pace on weekdays, she couldn't catch up with him at all.

Mo Xian changed his shoes in the hallway, and after entering the villa, he saw him go upstairs, and his figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the second floor.

The girl stood in place and exhaled softly. She turned her head and looked around, and saw that the sofa in the living room had been replaced by organza, simple but full of girlishness, and a row of cute pillows of different sizes had been added to it.

I vaguely remember—

She once came to Jingyuan and slept on the sofa for a while, and when she woke up, she said that his sofa was too hard and there were no pillows, which made people very uncomfortable......

"Miss Mo."

Mo Xian came back to his senses.

She turned her head and pursed her lips before looking up at Monsoon, "Monsoon, your boss is angry, he doesn't seem to be going to pay attention to me." ”

"I have a question I want to ask, I don't know if I can ask it."

"You ask." Mo Xian said.

Ji Feng asked, "Why did Miss Mo choose to be with the boss?" When the boss first came to the capital, although you were a little abnormal, your thoughts about the boss were written on your face and in your eyes. ”

"But now from my point of view, I don't see your affection for your boss. I don't speak well, don't mind if I'm more direct. ”

No affection?

Mo Xian also felt that there should be none, after all, the system pulled out her love roots in order for her to complete the task efficiently.

How can a person who has plucked the root of love give birth to love?

But I don't know why, listening to Monsoon's words, she suddenly had the urge to defend herself, and there was a small struggle in her heart.

As for what it was, she didn't know, it was a complicated feeling, a mess.

She lowered her eyes.

The girl's eyes were depressed like a butterfly with folded wings falling, and I saw that I looked a little aggrieved.

Monsoon coughed lightly and said, "The boss hasn't slept well lately, and the psychiatrist said that he is insecure deep down. One of the methods of physical therapy is to sleep with a pillow and use external objects to gain a sense of security......"

He said slowly, looking at Mo Xian's expression, "...... But the boss is not used to pillows, so he has been suffering from insomnia lately, and I can't do anything about it......"

The girl raised an eyebrow.

Just when Ji Feng thought that she understood the meaning of his words and was about to leave with confidence, Mo Xian suddenly turned his head.

Ask him, "Is there a washboard?" ”

Monsoon: "......"

"Seems to have been."

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Mo Xian entered the master bedroom.

There was a sound of gurgling water in the bathroom, and Yu Shen was taking a bath.

Wait for the sound of the water to stop and the bathroom door opens with a "bang". She immediately lowered her head and obediently stood on the edge of the bed with a washboard.

The man walked into the inner room and paused for a few seconds when he saw her standing by the bed, still holding a washboard in her hand. “……”

He threw the towel that wiped his hair into the clothes basket, "Monsoon will send you back to Mo's house." ”

"I told my dad before I went upstairs that I wouldn't be home tonight, and he agreed."

Yu Shen walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and got on the bed. Originally, he wanted to pick up the unfinished book on the bedside table and continue reading, but she was so eye-catching, so he simply followed his own heart and looked at her.