Young Master's Beloved Baby

As if seeing what Tan Yutong was thinking, Mo chongchen said with a smile:

"look, you don't have any sincerity. What else do you want to talk to me about?"

Tan Yutong only looks at Mo chongchen. Mo chongchen in her memory is not like this. At least she won't talk to her like this, and she won't deliberately embarrass her.

Tan Yutong's mind is really all written on his face, what he wants, what he doesn't want, what he cares about, what he doesn't like. Just look at it, you can see Tan Yutong's whole mind.

"Yutong, so you'd better not tell me that you can't go back to Mohism. Mohist people are insincere. I don't want to talk to them."

Mo chongchen put down his coffee cup and continued: "but you are different. Although you are a Mohist now, in my heart, you are not, so I am willing to talk to you. "

"But if you continue to tell me something I don't like for the sake of Mohism, don't blame me for turning over."

Tan Yutong pursed her lips, but still didn't speak,

for Mo chongchen, Tan Yutong doesn't know so much about him, but she also knows what Mo chongchen's temper is like. If it's just his words, it's almost impossible to change it.

It's because Tan Yutong knows that more often than not, Mo chongchen will do something against his own rules in order to make her happy.

Tan Yutong is very self-conscious. He is clear about many things, but he has never said anything.

Seeing Tan Yutong's unhappy clothes, Mo chongchen sighed slightly, stood up, went to tan Yutong's side, sat down, raised his hand, gently followed her hair, and said:

"today, don't talk to me about big principles, I don't want to listen."

Tan Yu Tong Leng next, side head saw eye Mo Chong Chen, but still nodded, agreed.

"Good."

Seeing that Tan Yutong agreed, Mo chongchen finally laughed and looked very happy, like a child who got candy to eat.

"That's good. This is the tan Yutong I know. She is always carefree."

Tan Yutong pauses and doesn't say what's behind.

In fact, he would like to say that her carefree, because there is a person behind her in silence to pay, for her to block all the darkness.

Once upon a time, Mo chongchen thought that person was himself. Later, after knowing that Mo Chongyan had done more things, Mo chongchen didn't think so. He didn't think that what he had done before was really good for Tan Yutong.

But often, many things are not as good as they seem.

"Let's go. I'll let the kitchen prepare your favorite pastries. I'll have lunch here at noon. After dinner, if you want to stay here with me, I'll be very happy."

Tan Yutong shook his head and said, "no, I'm leaving now."

Tan Yutong looked at Mo chongchen, deliberately stopped for a while, then continued: "since you don't want to tell me what I want to know, then I left."

The smile on Mo chongchen's face suddenly froze, and a trace of loss flashed through his eyes, but more of it was anger.

He heard Tan Yutong calmly say: "chongchen, take care of yourself. I don't want to see you stand against Chongyan one day."