Of course, this idea existed in Bao Jinghan's mind for a few seconds, and then she shot it away.
Fundamentally speaking, she still believes...believes in him!
"Don't tell me that you have changed your gender and you still pay attention to this kind of gossip?"
Throwing away the newspaper, Bo Jinghan raised his head with a calm expression and smiled at Mo Ji.
That calm look was different from Mo Ji's originally expected reaction, but it wasn't much different.
And his original intention was not to see her laugh, let alone expect her family to be uneasy. So, seeing that she didn't care much, he just smiled, shrugged, and said nonchalantly: "Turn around.
I don’t know if I haven’t changed my gender, but dear, don’t underestimate the power of gossip! Sometimes the news you disdain can bring considerable influence. Just like this newspaper, this news... in this
Now, who wouldn’t want to pay attention to the newlyweds who didn’t seem to be blessed at all after a bombing occurred at their wedding?! Coupled with the identities of the newlyweds, it becomes even more eye-catching. If it were another
Others, even me, will pay special attention to it. At least I have to understand some trends related to them, right?"
"so?"
Bo Jinghan, whose mind was clear, raised his eyebrows slightly and gave him a provocative look.
Mo Ji laughed, looked at her calmly and said, "You should understand what I mean, right?"
"..."
"Haha, Jingjing is a child who is precociously intelligent."
Seeing Bo Jinghan's silence, Mo Ji didn't care, just lowered his eyes and whispered at the newspaper she threw away.
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Bo Jinghan attracted inquiring eyes, as if asking him what he meant by what he said. Mo Ji was not stingy, and did not beat around the bush with her. He said bluntly: "This newspaper belongs to Aunt Zeng. She
When cleaning, I probably didn't put it away and was seen by Jingjing. I guess this is also the reason why he reacted strangely at night. My good disciple... you should explain this matter to him yourself, and you can't let him have any feelings. Then
But my disciple, please take good care of me, do you hear me?"
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Listening to the first half of the words, Bo Jinghan's thoughts went back and forth, especially feeling sorry for the little guy Jingjing. But when the second half came into his ears, her face suddenly darkened, and there seemed to be something in her eyes.
A few flames are soaring——
What should I do? She seemed to be pinching the master in front of me, who was smiling so sinisterly and cunningly, and was out of tune!
Otherwise, there is no way to vent your anger!
But before she could take action, the master, who looked gentle on the surface and seemed out of tune, but was actually a mess in his bones and extremely hard-hearted, came out with a subtle warning: "Good disciple, put away your
My claws, I don’t want to be your enemy. You know, those who have been my opponents have all turned into ashes..."
Heart and liver, trembling slightly.
The tip of his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.
Bo Jinghan subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the man sitting on the Taishi's chair next door, only to see him elegantly holding a blue and white cup and drinking tea leisurely. The words were calm and gentle, as if what he just said was just a gentle word.
Greetings!
Is this... considered a split personality?
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch again.
Thinking about what this guy did on a daily basis, Bo Jinghan really didn't dare to offend him, so he just lowered his head and turned his gaze.
And when that gaze touched the entertainment newspaper again, the previous doubts, inquiries, and heaviness had all disappeared. Instead, there was a touch of indescribable tenderness.
