Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Jiang Wansheng blushed, "Don't shout outside."

Qin Mo looked frank and said calmly, "You can't be called Jiang Tiantian, why?"

Qin Weizhao was surprised: "You guys still give each other nicknames?"

"From the little uncle?"

Qin Mo was a little proud, "Doesn't it sound good?"

How could Qin Weizhao dare to say that it didn't sound good, "It sounds good, of course it sounds good."

She looked narrowly at Jiang Wansheng, "From then on, Ming Yin and I will call you that."

Ming Yu coughed, "Qin Weizhao, it's already said that it's a pet name between lovers, why are you making trouble?"

Qin Weizhao still had a sincere face: "Can't you?"

Just as Jiang Wansheng wanted to agree, Qin Mo flatly refused, "No."

Qin Weizhao: "..."

Ming Yu became interested, and asked gossipingly, "Then what is your name San Ye?"

Jiang Wansheng hesitated, "...Little Uncle?"

Ming Yu was stunned, with a strange expression on her face, "Do you like to play this kind of game?"

Pei Que found it interesting, and looked at Ming Yan, "In conclusion, if you call after Xiao Weizhao, you have to call me Uncle Pei."

"You called to see?"

Ming Yin rolled his eyes at him, not wanting to pay attention to his unscrupulous thoughts.

Pei Que was not annoyed, but he was thinking about how to make her call out tonight.

Jiang Wansheng realized that they might have misunderstood, and explained: "It's just that I was used to calling him "little uncle" sometimes subconsciously."

One cannot be corrected, and one will not be corrected.

Say it's not love. Fun, ghost letter!

……

Several people called for a few more bottles of drinks, and the three girls felt extremely disappointed.

The three of them were bored playing board games, and the young people downstairs were letting themselves go, but the three of them looked like students locked up to do homework...

Within a few minutes, Qin Weizhao took the lead, "I said, why don't you three open another box, or let's go downstairs together?"

"Not to mention anything else, we really have a generation gap, we can't play together."

"Aren't you bored?"

The three people were discussing the layout of the eip industrial park, and raised their heads when they heard the sound.

Qin Mo and Pei Que turned their attention to Cen Yu at the same time.

The meaning is obvious: you solve it.

Cen Yu pushed his glasses and turned to look at Qin Weizhao.

With a warm smile, "Is there a generation gap with Uncle Cen?"

"Zhao Zhao doesn't like being with Uncle Cen?"

The two sentences are gentle and slow, and the voice is nice.

But Jiang Wansheng and Ming Yu watched Qin Weizhao deflate like a balloon that had been punctured.

She smiled all over her face, "No, absolutely not, I mainly express the opinions of the two of them."

Jiang Wansheng: "..."

Ming marriage: "..."

Cen Yu turned his head with a smile, Qin Mo and Pei Que looked at him with raised eyebrows.

It seems that Qin Weizhao expressed some appreciation for him to get it done in just two sentences.

Cen Yu was silent for two seconds, and knowingly asked, "Can't you?"

Qin Mo sneered, "...get lost."

When you get back, tell Qin Weizhao what Cen Yu is thinking.

Pei Que smiled wildly, "Is that okay, I have the right to speak."

After all, only he really did it.

The three of them continued to discuss with different thoughts.

It's just that Qin Mo said aloud: "If you are bored, go down and play, someone will watch you."

In fact, they were not restrained, but these three were timid and did not dare to ask for it.

Hearing these words, the three of them were truly pardoned and ran down without delay.

……

After playing until late at night, several people went home.

Pei Que directly carried the drunk Ming Yan into his own car, and was driven away by the substitute driver.

Qin Mo carried Jiang Wansheng and Qin Weizhao back together.

Cen Yu went back alone.

Sitting in the car, Qin Weizhao watched the scene of Cen Yu driving back alone, and suddenly felt suffocated.

She raised her head and asked Qin Mo who was driving, "Little uncle, why have I never seen Uncle Cen with his family?"

She only knew that Uncle Cen's mother died early, but he never appeared in the same frame as his father.

Qin Mo was silent for a few seconds, and said, "They don't have a good relationship. His father is living in a private garden on the outskirts of the city."

Qin Weizhao's expression fell, "...Oh."

Qin Mo looked at her through the endoscope for a while, then parted his thin lips lightly: "Come back later, come with me to the study, and tell you the secret I promised last time."

Qin Weizhao cheered up suddenly, "Okay!"

……

Back home, Qin Weizhao eagerly urged Qin Mo to go to the study.

Qin Mo turned on the light and went behind the desk.

Qin Weizhao pinched the corner of his clothes and waited for him to speak.

Qin Mo crossed his legs, and under Qin Weizhao's urgent gaze, he gently parted his thin lips.

"Cen Yu likes you."

With a "buzz", Qin Weizhao's brain shut down for a few seconds.

It took a long time before she recovered her language system, "Then, then why does he always reject me?"

Qin Mo looked at her quietly and did not answer her directly.

"Do you remember that you liked playing blind boxes very much for a while?"

Qin Weizhao showed doubts, "Yes, I remember that on my birthday in my freshman year, someone seemed to have given me a set of classic anime IP figures. Since then, I have not been too interested in those trendy dolls."

Qin Mo had a deep meaning, "You only remember that someone gave you a figure, but you don't remember that someone bought you a full set of fashion toys from your favorite brand at that time."

"You liked it very much at the time, but soon put them aside because of the valuable box of figures."

Qin Weizhao was stunned, and the things that had long faded in her memory were revealed again, and she had a bad guess in her heart.

"Those dolls... who gave them?"

"Cen Yu."

Qin Weizhao's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and panic spread.

But Qin Mo didn't stop, "Later, a servant who came to clean accidentally dropped the box containing your trendy toys, and those dolls were completely broken in front of Cen Yu's eyes."

Qin Weizhao held on to the edge of the table a little unsteadily.

She couldn't imagine what he was thinking in his heart when he was a secretary, how sad it would be if he liked her at that time.

"Did he like me then?"

Qin Mo affirmed cruelly, "I like it."

"Since you were young, you have always disapproved of things that you get easily. With Cen Yu's temperament, he will not tell you."

Her voice was dry, "So... he rejected me again and again because he was afraid that I would lose interest in him soon?"

"Isn't he worried because I'm young?"

Qin Mo didn't speak.

Qin Weizhao's eyes became hot, and he covered his face with his hands, sobbing overflowed from between his fingers.

Qin Mo lowered his cold eyebrows, "I'm just telling you so much, the two of you can settle your own affairs, and I won't interfere."

Qin Weizhao suppressed his crying, "Thank you little uncle."

She strode away with difficulty, feeling as if there was a leak in her heart.

When she reached the door, she turned around, "Little uncle, that box of broken dolls..."

"threw."

Qin Weizhao lowered his eyes.

Not even a trace of luck.