Tan Zong stopped, blinked his eyes, and drove away all his emotions. Then he looked up and shook his head: "I don't know."
It's a pity that he just looked very much like him. Mo Zhiyang tilted his head and smiled, so he didn't say anything more.
After dealing with the wound, Tan Zong stood up and said, "You have a good rest. I have docked another person to help you, and I will arrive the day after tomorrow."
"Okay." It is inevitable for a person to miss it. Mo Zhiyang understood and nodded: "Thank you."
After Tan Zong went out, he closed the door by the way, but did not leave immediately. He pressed the palm of his hand on the door panel, as if he was feeling something. After a long time, he turned around and left with a sigh.
"Do you think he despises me? I don't think Xiaoran is well protected." Mo Zhiyang was a little strange. He lit a cigarette and sat on the bay window and smoked it.
The system meditated and turned to say, "It is not impossible for Tan Zong to have such a personality, but you can avoid this situation by increasing your heartbeat."
"What is the final point of the heartbeat?" Mo Zhiyang spat out smoke at the vast night outside the window.
Tan Zong brought people in and saw Tu Er and Xiao Ran playing with building blocks on the living room carpet, walking over with leather shoes, and his eyes were attracted by the pink plush rabbit ears again.
Forcing the impulse to go to the spur: "Xiaoran."
The two turned their heads at the same time. Xiaoran was very happy to see his uncle. He threw away the building blocks in his hand and stood up. But Mo Zhiyang saw that the protagonist behind him was stalked. Sure enough, the power of the plot was strong.
"Xiaoran." Tan Zong squatted down and rubbed his silver hair: "This gentleman is also here to protect you. Xiaoran's name is Uncle Zhuo."
Xiaoran is very clever: "Hello, Uncle Zhuo."
Uncle? Called uncle by this child, Zhuo Shen began to think, how old he was? Turn your head and see the rabbit that has been staring at him, and give him a look.
Mo Zhiyang lowered his head and missed Zhuo Shen's eyes, and realized that he was slitting to survive: Damn, it's time to come or come, and he was robbed by the protagonist!
Seeing the rabbit's ear lowered his head, Tan Zong was afraid that he would get hurt again. The wound made him heartbroken until now. Zhuo Shen is a person recommended by the military.
If there is anything dangerous, let Zhuo Shen do it. Just play with Xiaoran with Tu's ears. It's safe.
Zhuo Shen's arrival completely disrupted Mo Zhiyang's plan. He must accumulate his heartbeat before the two of them were done. Even if they were together, there was no big problem.
After coaxing Xiaoran to sleep in the afternoon, Mo Zhiyang went to the study to find Tan Zong and sold a wave of misery by the way.
"Mr. Tan." Mo Zhiyang walked in, with a little guilty voice and stood at the desk of the book.
Rabbit, the rabbit is coming to me!
Tan Zong was a little excited, but his expression was well controlled. He didn't collapse. He straightened his back and did it well, but his legs under the desk began to shake: "What's the matter?"
"Is it because I was shocked the other day that you were not satisfied? If so, you can deduct my money. It's okay." With that, Mo Zhiyang raised his head, his lips were slightly squeezed, and his big eyes were full of autumn water. He was guilty and cautious.
'System Tip: Heartbeat + 1+1+1! The host is awesome!
Seeing that he was like this, Tan Zongxin turned up and stood up to explain, but his tone was cold: "No, he is a man sent by the military. I can help you."
"I know, after all, I didn't do a good job." Mo Zhiyang lowered his head, and the rabbit's ears were so trembling.
Tan Zong didn't know how to explain that he was just to protect him. He didn't expect it to be misunderstood. Thinking of the books he was studying these two days, he gritted his teeth and walked to him.
Only when he saw someone walking in, Mo Zhiyang looked up at him. There was an obscure mood in his eyes, which made people confused: No, sir, are you going to beat me?
Mo Zhiyang was a little guilty. He really didn't understand the brain circuit of a psychopath. Thirty-six tricks were the best plans and bowed slightly: "Mr. Tan, I'll go first."
I didn't dare to look back. I walked to the door in two steps. I just held the doorknob in my right hand, was pulled by someone in my left arm, and was forcibly pressed on the door panel by Tan Zong.
In fact, Tan Zong was a little at a loss, but when he remembered that book, he stood up hard, knocked the wall on the door panel, and bent down to kiss it.
Mo Zhiyang was stunned. He thought he was going to hammer himself, but he didn't expect to kiss himself. As soon as he was about to push people away, his tongue poked in. He forgot the familiar feeling and the movements of resistance.
The action was still a little green. Tan Zong didn't know how to breathe. He didn't let go soon after kissing him: "I, I don't dislike you or think you're doing a bad job, but afraid that you will get hurt."
This is the longest and most embarrassing thing I have said in so many years, because I'm afraid that the rabbit-eared teenager will misunderstand him and don't want to see him sad.
When he came to his senses, Mo Zhiyang suddenly pushed Tan Zong away, turned around and opened the door and ran out.
Seeing that people ran away, Tan Zong was a little confused: "Well, the book doesn't say what to do if you run away."
I want to fold back to the back of the desk, open the last drawer, take out a book with a pink cover, and open it to the second chapter: "Dial after confessing? Did he run away because he kissed before confessing?"
Tan Zong felt that he was in a hurry. Forget it. It may be better to kiss after the next confession. After confirmation, he stuffed the book back and began to think about confess.
After running back to his room, Mo Zhiyang exploded: "System, you die. What's going on?"
"What are you talking about? Tan Zongqin, are you still Zhuo Shen's business?" The system is a little strange.
In this question, Mo Zhiyang suddenly calmed down. In fact, the system does not have many permissions. Except for communicating tasks and supervision tasks, everything else is also small permissions.
Therefore, it may not know about this matter.
Seeing that the host didn't talk, the system was a little scared: "Don't hold back to mess with me. We are grasshoppers on the same bed and boat."
"No, it's not you who I'm going to do." Mo Zhiyang suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely: Big Golden Retriever, you actually have the courage to do that in front of Wenwu in the palace. Don't think I will forget it.
I just hate that the previous plane man set up a good boy. I can't kill you on this plane!
I hope his goal is not me. The system prays secretly that people will be fine and live well.
Zhuo Shen, not to mention anything else, is a great thing about making desserts. As soon as he finished dinner, Mo Zhiyang accompanied Xiaoran to draw in the living room and came over with a plate.
"Little rabbit, this is the strawberry pie I promised you before." Zhuo Shen smiled and looked seductive with peach blossom eyes. He put the plate on the coffee table: "And your taro pie."
Xiaoran was very happy with the dessert. She put down the brush and reached out to grab it: "Thank you, Uncle Zhuo! Brother Yang, you can eat too."
That's not right. Why does the child call him uncle and Brother Rabbit Yang? Zhuo Shen was a little confused: "Actually, Xiaoran can call me brother."
"Brother?" Xiaoran took a bite of taro pie, looked at him with black eyes, and shook his head: "No, Brother Yang is cute, you are not cute."
This didn't run. The little rabbit is really cute, especially the ear. It's so cute that it fouls. Unlike other rabbits, maybe it's because of the medicine: "Your ears are a little strange."
Many rich people will inject some pets with drugs, making one part of them sensitive and different.
"Huh?" Mo Zhiyang ate a strawberry pie in a blink of an eye and swallowed it.
The little rabbit ate very fast. Zhuo Shen stood and saw that the rabbit's ears in front of him itched again. He stretched out his hand to touch it: "I've given you strawberry pie. You can touch it."
Mo Zhiyang sensed the movement, flashed back, and avoided his claws: "I can spit it out and return you now."
So seriously, Zhuo Shen withdrew his hand: "I'm afraid of you."
Tan Zong didn't let Zhuo Shen live here. He went back at ten o'clock. After waiting for others to leave, Mo Zhiyang took Xiaoran up to sleep. The next day, he didn't see Tan Zong all day and didn't know where the people were going.
At night, I didn't receive a message from Tan Zong that there were major issues to discuss. I went to a building. It seemed to be very urgent.
Mo Zhiyang didn't hesitate to hand Xiaoran over to Zhuo Shen in a hurry, and then asked the driver at home to take him to that place. After arriving, he directly pressed the stairs to the highest floor.
One step and two steps ran to the rooftop, pushed the door open, and was shocked by the scene in front of him.
As soon as the door was opened, the rose petals spread all over the ground and thoughtfully placed a love with candles. Tan Zong stood in love, holding a large handful of red roses.
Is this scene a rose under hammer or Tan Zong under hammer?
"That's it? Is that it?" Mo Zhiyang crossed the steps strangely, stepped on the rose petals, and walked to him.
Seeing people coming over, Tan Zong took a deep breath, confessed in a cold voice, and handed over the flowers: "I, I like you!"
I'm confessing now. Will it not be pushed away after a kiss?
Why did he say he liked me as if he had something against me? Mo Zhiyang walked over, stood outside the candle, and reached out to take the roses.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and shone the roses on his head.
But the smile on the corners of my mouth couldn't suppress it: "Do you know that I was just scared to death!" After saying that, he smiled and turned away.
Tan Zong was smashed all over his head and instantly stunned. His hair was still stained with rose petals. When he came to his senses, he quickly took out the pink cover book from the pocket of his trousers at the back and checked it: "No, the book didn't say that he would be beaten. Isn't it possible to kiss after confessing?"
I want to kiss the Yangyang with Rua Rabbit's ears!
"Damn it, let me run so fast." Mo Zhiyang's angry tone was very inconsistent with the high corners of his mouth: "My lord likes sunflowers, but not roses. Don't you ask next time?"
"Oyoyo, that's it? Is that it?" The arrogant attributes are revealed, and the system becomes strange.
After going downstairs, the driver just now has gone back. Mo Zhiyang had no choice but to take a taxi first. He just turned the sidewalk and stood on the roadside and had not waved yet.
A shirt man rushed over: "Yangyang, I finally found you!"
Mo Zhiyang was shocked and tried his best to push the person away. Then he just saw the face, his anger and blood surged in an instant, and scolded angrily, "You are a scum!"