Paranoid Master Mo pampered

I don't know if it's because I'm too anxious or anxious, or because I feel sorry for Yun Qingya?
Ye Ningxue's eye circles turned red unconsciously, with tears in her eyes, she looked like a poor mother.

But... Yun Chuyao's eyes were still indifferent, without the slightest bit of distress or tenderness.

"The punishment of recording a major demerit is the school's punishment for Yun Qingya based on the truth of the matter. It is reasonable, reasonable and compliant. I have no ability to change anything, and I have no obligation to change anything."

Yun Chuyao stood there with her back straight, not even the slightest bend in the shadows that fell on the ground, her tone of voice was neither fast nor slow, and her attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

She knew that Ye Ningxue would come to her for Yun Qingya, after all, this was not the first time.

For Yun Qingya, Ye Ningxue is really willing to do anything.

Yun Chuyao didn't want to be kidnapped by her morally, and she would definitely not be kidnapped by her morally.

Hearing Yun Chuyao's answer, Ye Ningxue frowned unconsciously, and said angrily, "Yaoyao, why are you so ruthless now? Even if you don't want to care about Yaya's affairs, don't you care about me at all?" Does this feel like a mother?"

Hearing the sound, Yun Chuyao raised her red lips slightly, and sneered: "If you don't mention it, I really almost forgot, so you are also my mother!"

"Yun Chuyao, pay attention to your attitude!" Ye Ningxue finally couldn't help but scolded.

This was her attitude towards Yun Chuyao as always.

"That's the attitude I have when I talk. You can listen to what you want, and it's fine if you don't want to. Anyway, I don't bother to say anything to you." Yun Chuyao raised a hand and brushed a strand of hair from her sideburns behind her ear: "In your In my eyes, only Yun Qingya is your daughter, and only she deserves to be called your mother."

"I really can't climb high and dare not treat you as a mother. Therefore, you don't need to use your mother's identity to kidnap me morally. Let me forgive Yun Qingya and plead for Yun Qingya."

Yun Chuyao's eyes were clear, with bright eyes and white teeth.

"What's more, what Yun Qingya did this time not only harmed my personal interests, she also harmed the interests of the school. Even if I plead for her, it will not change the school's punishment for her, so...you still give up Help her turn the situation around!"

While speaking, Yun Chuyao tugged the corner of her lips, forming a perfect curve. Under the bright sunlight, her smile was extraordinarily bright.

Her smile like this successfully angered Ye Ningxue.

In an instant, Ye Ningxue's brows directly frowned into the word "Chuan", and her complexion became extremely ugly. She even raised her finger to Yun Chuyao, and angrily scolded: "Yun Chuyao, you are so cruel! Even your own relatives are so cruel! Mom doesn't even recognize it!"

Ye Ningxue's index finger almost touched Yun Chuyao's eyebrows. The girl's eyes focused on Ye Ningxue's fingertips, and stayed for a moment. .

Looking back, Yun Chuyao tightly hugged the book she borrowed from the library, directly bypassed Ye Ningxue, and stepped forward. When she passed by Ye Ningxue, she lowered her voice and said: " With a mother like you, I would rather be an orphan."

After the sound fell, she strode away, never looking back, and her back was determined.

That sentence was blown into Ye Ningxue's ears with the breeze, as if a heavy weight had fallen, Ye Ningxue's eyes widened in disbelief, and she stood there like petrified, stunned for a long time without recovering Come on...

I don't know if it was influenced by Ye Ningxue?Yun Chuyao's mood was visibly depressed.

After returning to the ink garden, she locked herself in the flower room in the small garden, and used flower arrangements to relieve her unhappiness until Mo Yelan returned to the ink garden after finishing her work.

The flower house is made of a special glass material, with crystal clear surroundings, and rare flowers are planted inside. From the outside, it seems that the surroundings are full of flowers, which is a dreamy and romantic scene in the ink garden.

The flower room was like spring all the year round, and the flowers were fragrant. The floor was covered with fluffy blankets. Yun Chuyao sat barefoot on the carpet, concentrating on finishing the flower arrangement.

Flower arranging is sometimes the same as meditation, which can calm people's mind. At this moment, her mood has basically returned to the original state.

However, she was a little too focused.

The door of the greenhouse was opened by Mo Yelan from the outside, and she didn't feel anything.

Until the man's mellow and pleasant voice rang in his ears——

"Today's flower arrangement is still beautiful."

Master Mo praised the girl without hesitation before he fully saw the flower arrangement that the girl was about to complete.

For him, as long as the works are completed by Yaoyao's hands, they are all excellent and the best.

Hearing the sound, Yun Chuyao unconsciously raised her eyes to look at the man who was walking in, the corners of her lips twitched, her smile was very sweet: "If you keep praising me like this, I will be so proud!"

Mo Yelan also hooked the corners of his lips, walked to the girl's side, sat cross-legged, looked down at a bouquet of pink roses, and asked unconsciously, "Why didn't you use red roses?"

The red rose is coquettish and strong, more suitable for his Yaoyao.

"I prefer flowers with fresh colors recently." Yun Chuyao replied, stretched out her hand to twist a pink rose, turned her eyes to Mo Yelan and asked, "Alan, do you know what the flower language of pink roses is?"

flower language...

Mo Yelan froze for a moment, then shook her head frankly.

He doesn't know anything about these things.

Yun Chuyao's clear eyes sparkled with a gleam of light, and she told Mo Yelan: "Pink roses represent emotion, first love, love, and the language of flowers is eternal love."

Mo Yelan listened carefully, silently remembering what Yaoyao said in her heart.

turn out to be--

Flowers also have their own symbols and meanings.

"I think the relationship between us is very similar to a pink rose." While speaking, Yun Chuyao put the pink rose in front of her nose, and took a light sniff of its fragrance.

The sweet fragrance is not as strong as the red rose, but she likes it very much.

Hearing her words, Mo Yelan immediately fell in love with this pink rose. He said in a low voice, "Yaoyao, after you finish your flower arrangement this time, can you give it to me?"

His eyes were deep, and he begged very sincerely.

"It's okay to give it to you, but..." Yun Chuyao deliberately paused, staring at the man in front of her eyes with a hint of cunning: "Do you have any gifts in return?"

At this moment, she is like a clever little fox. Her flower arrangement can be given to Master Mo, but she can't give it to him for nothing!

"How do you know that I prepared a gift for you?" Mo Yelan pretended to be surprised, and stretched out her hand to lift the girl's delicate chin: "Yaoyao, you and I really have a good understanding!"

"Did you prepare a present for me?"

Yun Chuyao was surprised for a moment, but in the next second, the girl stretched out her hand towards Mo Yelan, spreading her palm open: "Give me the gift you prepared for me now!"

"it is good."

At the same time as Mo Yelan responded, he took the girl's small hand with his big hand.

Then he pulled to his side, bowed his head, kissed her palm, and said successfully, "I've given you a gift."