Chapter 1356: Don’t you bless your brother?
Chu Yao can’t do anything, but Mo Tingshen is her boss.
Sister Mi was happy to be a double agent, but when she thought about it carefully, except for official matters, it seemed that she had never mentioned a word about Mo Tingshen in front of her. No matter good or bad, Chu Chu When the waist was talking, it was brought deep into Moting, and Sister Mi immediately pretended to be deaf.
“Have you had breakfast?”
Chu Yao took a sip from the straw and after drinking the hot milk, her hands and feet were warm, “Not yet.”
"I drank too much last night, so I'll take you to eat something light."
Chu Yao asked: "Is it far?"
"It's not far, just go upstairs. After you finish, There is still enough time to board the plane.”
“Okay.”
Mo Ting reached out and handed the bag to him habitually, and the shoulder strap was too long. He rolled it around a few times, wrapping it around his hand and carrying it like a short bag.
I ordered a bowl of noodles, a bowl of vermicelli, and a cold soup with shredded kelp and cucumber slices.
Chu Yao asked for the bowl of noodles and ate half of it. He only took a few bites of the vegetables and left them alone, but he drank all the milk.
Mo Ting took a piece of tissue and handed it to her to wipe her mouth. Then he simply cleared the table. The two of them came out of the restaurant. When they went downstairs, there was a man carrying a suitcase running quickly. When she came up, Mo Ting stopped her and took Chu Yao to the side. He stood on the steps two steps higher behind her, keeping his arms across her side to prevent being hit. When the person came up, he Come down the stairs again and follow her up one step.
It was time to board the plane, Chu Yao said goodbye and asked for his bag back.
Mo Ting called her: "Small waist."
"What's wrong?"
"Don't you wish me your best wishes, brother?"
A trace of disgust flashed across Chu Yao's face, but she hid it very well, even with a smile on her eyes and brows. Look at him without blinking.
Mo Ting clasped his hands behind his back and took a few steps towards her, "If you don't want me to get married..."
"Brother," Chu Yao smiled softly, "Happy wedding." The corners of Mo Tingshen's mouth froze for a moment. When he lowered his head, his brows raised, and he seemed to exhale a long breath. When he raised his head, he could no longer find any embarrassment.
He took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, "Keep it covered on the plane so you don't catch a cold."
"Yeah!"
Not even a waist. Reaching out to gather her coat, she took two steps back and looked at him, as if waiting for him to say something else. She was too lazy to look back again. When she was sure that he would not say anything more, she turned and left.
The steps never stop.
There was a trash can next to the queue. Chu Yao held the back collar with one hand, pulled the suit off, and raised his hand to throw it into the trash can.
“Small waist.”
Mo Ting called her in a deep voice.
Chu Yao shook inexplicably, turned his hand, and put the suit on his elbow without any trace.
After entering, she had to take off all her belongings and put them in the basket to pass the security check. After she passed, she took everything away except Mo Tingshen's coat.
The staff member called her, "Hey, I didn't take your clothes."
"Oh," Chu Yao turned around and smiled, "It's broken, throw it away for me."
The staff thought she looked familiar and took a second look. Chu Yao pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and turned around to leave.
The staff member was not allowed to leave his post, and the person really didn’t want the clothes. He was about to throw them away, but suddenly a man called out to him and said a few words. The staff member gave the man his coat doubtfully.
Half an hour later, the plane took off.
Mo Tingshen stood in the parking lot outside the airport, sitting with his back against the front of the car, looking up at the plane flying in the sky.
(End of this chapter)