The black emperor is the only favorite, the killer's wife does not want to escape

Chapter 72 take you out to play

Fu Boyan watched the video window turn into blackness. He was neither angry nor unhappy, because only Tang Mo dared to do this in this world, and naturally he allowed it.

Closing the notebook, those deep eyes looked in the direction of Xiao Mengyao's room, planning something in her heart...

The next day, Fu Boyan entrusted Qinglin to be responsible for Huang Yunyi's disappearance.

Although it is said that he and Huang Yunyi are only in an ordinary cooperative relationship, because of the relationship between Huang Yunyi and Yaoyao, he has no intention of ignoring this matter.

However, he will not deal with it personally, because no one has the qualifications for him to come forward, unless that person is Yaoyao.

After he explained everything to Qinglin, he went to Xiao Mengyao's room in a good mood.

The weather outside today is fine, windless and sunny, suitable for going out for a walk.

I remember that I promised to take her out to play, so let's go today.

Yaoyao has also been here for a while, although she is a 'canary', this is not a 'golden cage', he doesn't want her to stay like this all the time.

Sometimes, cultivating relationships outside can achieve higher efficiency, which is his little thought.

He knocked on the door and went in, Xiao Mengyao just woke up.

"Did you sleep well last night?" He said softly, the magnetic voice was not loud, but he could hear it clearly.

Xiao Mengyao shook her neck, feeling a little sore, it should be a stiff neck.

She didn't want to answer him, and went into the bathroom holding her neck with one hand.

Fu Boyan's smile was still there, and he couldn't see anything else.

When Xiao Mengyao came out, Fu Boyan was no longer in the bedroom, which surprised her.

Since she came back here again, her life has been repeated every day, why is there a little change today, I don't know what he is going to do again! ?

Xiao Mengyao didn't think too much about it, this is his place, and whatever he wants to do has nothing to do with her.

She is good at clothes and plans to change out of her pajamas.

Suddenly a voice came, and she immediately stopped her movements and pulled the quilt over the body that had just taken off her pajamas.

Fu Boyan pushed the door open and came in, still smiling slightly, with an extremely gentle look.

"Yaoyao, put on these clothes and I'll take you out to play later." After Fu Boyan finished speaking, he put down his clothes and left the room immediately.

But Xiao Mengyao's vigilant eyes made him a little upset but he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Well, in the end, he wiped away his unhappiness with a smile, who let him make her angry last time.

What else can he say, it's all his own fault...

In the room, Xiao Mengyao was still wrapped in a quilt, in case Fu Boyan suddenly came in again, it would be embarrassing.

Wrapped in a quilt, she walked to the door and locked the door to feel relieved.Then he took the bag that Fu Boyan put down, and took out the clothes inside.

A mid-length bottoming shirt and a woolen slim-fit long coat, but the colors are all her favorite.

She still can't accept the clothes in this time and space, but every time the clothes Nuo sends you are in line with her wishes.

Maybe Nuo knew her too well.

Xiao Mengyao looked at the clothes, the water-blue color made her heart ache.

In her previous life, she liked light colors, and her clothes were all light colors, except for the night clothes she wore when she was in action, which was the only dark color clothes she wore.

But now she still likes light colors, maybe she thinks dark colors are too gorgeous, not suitable for a plain person like her.

After changing the clothes, Xiao Mengyao was not surprised how well the clothes fit, because she was wearing the clothes sent by Nuo.

Not too big and not too small, she also likes the style.

In the living room outside, Fu Boyan casually flipped through the magazines and books in his hand, and glanced at the closed wooden door from time to time.

After a while, he finished flipping through all the magazines and books in his hand, but the wooden door was not opened.

At first he thought she didn't like that style of clothes, so he planned to ask her if she wanted to change, but the wooden door was opened the next second.

(End of this chapter)