Mrs. Di Shao is abusing the scum again

Chapter 273 Young Master Di is Back

Seemingly tired from sitting, Bai Qianchi lay down and turned off the light.

Turn on the perspective and count the stars.

Looking at the stars in the sky, thinking of my mother's gentle face like water.

After thinking about it, Mo Shaohan's face appeared.

Who is he?
Why do I always have a feeling of déjà vu towards him.

But it was obviously the first time I saw him.

Bai Qianchi kicked his feet a little irritably.

This kick almost made Bai Qianchi faint from pain.

"hiss."

There was a piercing pain in his left foot, and Bai Qianchi was about to burst into tears.

Damn, I couldn't fall asleep at first, but now I feel such pain, it's simply refreshing.

There is no need to sleep tonight!
The night is getting deeper...

Bai Qianchi tossed and turned on the bed.

Finally, after two o'clock in the morning, I fell asleep in a daze.

This bustling city is gradually sinking down...

However, in this city that has finally calmed down, a private plane glides across the night sky.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning when Di Shaojue arrived at Mo Garden.

Moyuan has already entered Mengxiang.

Without disturbing too many people, Di Shaojue went straight to the second floor and came to the door of Bai Qianchi's room.

He stretched out his hand, gently pushed the door open, and walked in.

In the dark room, under the light of the moon, he saw the slightly raised ball on the big bed.

Came to the bed, bent down, and lifted her hair that covered her face.

Showing that delicate and small face that he thinks about day and night.

All the exhaustion suddenly vanished when seeing this face.

Di Shaojue hooked his lips, his eyes were full of love.

As if sensing something, Bai Qianchi, who was in a light sleep, frowned.

Slowly opening his eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

When he saw a black figure standing beside the bed, Bai Qianchi was slightly taken aback, his eyes slowly moved up.

Because of the perspective, even in the dark, Bai Qianchi can see clearly than ordinary people.

When he saw the man's smiling face, Bai Qianchi blinked and asked in a daze:

"……is it you?"

Bai Qianchi, who was still asleep, had a lazy and hoarse voice, which made one's heart soften.

"it's me."

The man's low and magnetic voice reached Bai Qianchi's ears.

Bai Qianchi was stunned for two seconds, then sat up.

Stretching out her hands, she hugged the man's thin waist, and buried her small face in the man's firm belly.

The faint scent of tobacco on the man's body shot into the tip of his nose, making Bai Qianchi sure that this was not a dream.

Di Shaojue was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect Bai Qianchi to take the initiative to hug him.

Shouldn't she have glanced at him, turned around and continued to sleep, or kicked him for waking her up?
Di Shaojue reacted, a little flattered, and reached out to turn on the desk lamp.

The room suddenly lit up.

"Did I disturb you?" Young Master Di raised his hand, rubbed her little furry head, and asked softly.

"..."

Bai Qianchi didn't speak, but hugged him tightly.

Young Master Di smiled, and took her arms around him away from his waist.

Then she sat on the bed and took Bai Qianchi into her arms.

Bai Qianchi sat in Di Shaojue's arms, with two lotus arms wrapped around his neck, and his small face rubbed against his profile.

Like a kitten that hasn't seen its owner for a long time, it clings to him non-stop.

For Bai Qianchi's intimate behavior, Di Shaojue was really surprised.

This little thing clearly has him in his heart.

Not to admit it.

It can only be said that the time when Di Shaojue came back was just in time for Bai Qianchi to be depressed.

If he came back in two days, Bai Qianchi would be in a better mood, and he would probably have a different style of painting.

(End of this chapter)