Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

Subei looked at her and raised his brows, "Miss Mo, you have to be thoughtful when you speak. She ended up doing this all by herself. She is ruined, not everyone can do it, she must have this ability."

Baili's eyes flashed sharply, "Just so sure, my father will really give up the two of us and keep protecting you?"

Subei smiled and said, "Did I do anything? Since I entered the door without saying a word, I have heard a lot of cursing me. What, Miss Mo means, I should listen obediently, one sentence Don't say anything?"

Mo Fei was at a loss for a while, and she said for a while, "Yan'er didn't mean it, she just said a few words. You can't really get angry with her, right?"

Subei took a deep breath, "What has she done to me? When there is no one for a while, you can ask her yourself. I will not rely on anyone to bully anyone, but I will not let anyone bully. !"

After Su Bei finished speaking, he slowly got up, "You do it, I have something to find Mr. Mo, so I will go up first."

Mo Fei said, "Dad doesn't like people entering his study and bedroom casually, so you should wait here."

Subei smiled, "There is too little oxygen below, I can't get through.

Subei went up to the second floor. She wanted to give a gift to Mo Qianshan, and then leave quickly.

In fact, she disliked such an encounter even more than the Bailiyan sisters.

Standing at the door of Mo Qianshan's bedroom, Subei took a deep breath, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

She knocked for a long time, and there was no sound inside.

Then the door suddenly opened by itself at this time. It turned out that the door was not locked.

Subei walked in and she said softly, "Goddaddy!"

No one responded.

After walking inside, Subei heard the sound of running water in the bathroom.

It turned out that he was taking a shower.

Mo Qianshan's bedroom is very spacious, with a pair of sofas and a table near the window.

Subei sat down on the sofa, and then picked up a book on the table.

"The Art of War"

Suddenly a memory came to my heart, once this was my father's favorite book.

Moreover, he loves to take notes in books.

Every time she read "The Art of War", she would think of the way her father smiled and explained to her.

Open the book and read it page by page.

Her hand froze suddenly, and she also made notes in this book.

Moreover, the content of the notes is almost exactly the same as what Dad wrote back then.

However, the font has changed.

Su Bei's mind suddenly had a thought boiling slowly, and she turned page by page.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened, and Mo Qianshan walked out from inside.

"What are you doing?" he asked as soon as he came out.

Subei closed the book and got up, "I looked at it when I saw the book on the table."

Mo Qianshan came over calmly. He was wearing a bathrobe and frowned slightly, "You go down and wait for me first, and I will come down when I change my clothes."

Subei took out something from his own bag and handed it to him, "God, thank you very much for this incident. I did it by myself. I hope you like it."

Mo Qianshan stretched out his hand and took it. It was a cup with a simple shape. The most precious thing was the one made by Subei and the words mentioned above.

Don't ask right or wrong, a thousand mountains and clouds.

Mo Qianshan liked it very much. He carefully looked at the cup in his hand and said with a smile, "I like it very much, you have a heart."

Subei breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you like it."