Chapter 832

Little Pang Xie asked a few questions about the new program. Han Mo just nodded, "eh" and "ah", without a complete sentence. At first glance, he was perfunctory.

In fact, Han Mo doesn't have anything to discuss with little pangxie on the program. Generally, he thinks it out and arranges it for little pangxie, so he can do it directly.

Moreover, little pangxie doesn't ask the bottom of the matter. He is very measured. He knows what role he plays in the whole process. There is no doubt or pestering questions. This time, it is obvious that Han Mo didn't want to discuss with him. He has reached the point of awkward conversation, but little pangxie still refuses to go, which is a little strange.

Han Mo stopped his work, left the keyboard with both hands, looked away from the computer screen and looked at little pangxie, "is there anything else for me?"

Little pangxie was stunned. He originally wanted to ink with Han Mo for a while. After chatting casually, he began to talk about his own affairs. Unexpectedly, Han Mo guessed that what he wanted to say had nothing to do with the program. It was a private matter.

Han Mo only looked at it and knew that little pangxie had something else. He simply put down his work, sat back in his chair, smiled and looked at little pangxie.

Little Ponzi smiled twice, scratched the back of his head, pulled a chair, sat down, moved forward again, and only half of his ass sat in the chair.

"Hey, brother Han." Little pangxie grinned and scratched the back of his head.

"Say something." Han Mo smashed his mouth.

"Inside..." little Pang Xie hesitated and stopped.

"No, I'm gone." Han Mo looked at little Pang Xie, worried and pretended to stand up and go outside.

"Brother Han, brother Han, I said, I said not yet." Little pangxie had come to talk to Han Mo, but he didn't know how to change the topic, and then told Han Mo that Han Mo put it forward directly this time, which saved little pangxie's opening remarks.

Han Mo didn't want to really go, but just teased little pangxie. He sat down again when he heard what little pangxie said.

"In fact, it's not a big deal. For you, it's certainly not a big deal. If you are so handsome and talented, girls must have taken the initiative to pursue you before. I'm different. Hey, I'm long... Talented..." little Pang Xie Bala said a lot of foreshadowing.

If it was someone else, he would have been impatient for a long time, because he didn't know what he wanted to express. If he replaced Han Mo with Meng Si, Meng Si might have flown by one leg, but Han Mo was born an excellent listener. Generally, he would not interrupt others or worry, but guess what the other party wanted to express through the dispensable bedding of others.

Others can't guess, but Han Mo guessed from the first sentence. What little pangxie wants to express below.

There are only two possibilities, either little Ponzi wants to pursue someone recently, or someone has pursued him.

Little pangxie continues to pave the way. Han Mo has guessed what he is going to say. Little pangxie is still talking. If it is normal, Han Mo will never interrupt him. Even if he understands it, he will calmly look at little pangxie and talk nonsense. But now he wants to quickly change the planning of phase III. Shuya may attack at any time of any day. As long as it happens, he can't work any more.

Shuya always said that she didn't care and made Han Mo focus on his career, but how could Han Mo ignore this? When he was born Xuanxuan, Han Mo was absent. He didn't see the picture of the little guy just born, which has made Han Mo regret all his life. If he missed it this time, Han Mo will never forgive himself.

So Han Mo called a little and wanted to finish the work quickly, so that he could feel at ease to accompany Shuya in the hospital.

"Is there a girl who has an idea for you, or do you have an idea for a girl?" Han Mo directly interrupted little pangxie.

Before little Pang Xie finished his bedding, he was interrupted by Han Mo and stuck in his throat for a long time before he calmed down.

"Brother Han, how do you know?" Little Pang Xie always felt that his expression ability was poor, and others could not understand what he said. How could he say a lot of nonsense? Brother Han suddenly understood what he said. It was really puzzling to him. Did others say that his expression ability was wrong? In fact, it was not his fault that those people could not understand?

Han Mo motionless waved his hand, "don't care how I guessed. What's the matter with you?"

Little pangxie coughed twice, covered up his nervous mood, took a deep breath and slowly spit out, "it can be said to be one or both."

There are two other options, which Han Mo didn't expect.

Han Mo didn't show that he was a little surprised. He just smiled.

Little Ponzi also felt that this kind of thing happened to him, which was incredible.

"Brother Han, I want to chase Wang Qian... Hei hei." Little Pang Xie felt the back of his head with embarrassment. North Korea and South Korea Mo smiled and bowed his head and giggled.

In fact, Han Mo was just wondering who was the person that little pangxie hesitated to say. This person must have known him. If he didn't know him, little pangxie wouldn't be here. He would have taken out the photos to Han Mo long ago.

Just now, Han Mo thought in his heart that these school-age young women who usually contact more had thought about Huang Shanshan, who is gentle and introverted. I also thought about Park Xiangzi, who is straightforward and frank. Even thought about Zeng Ying, careful and considerate. I just didn't expect Wang Qian, because Wang Qian and little pangxie have known each other for a long time. If there were sparks, they would have called long ago, and not now.

I didn't expect that it was really Wang Qian, but one thing is certain. Little pangxie certainly didn't just move this idea. If he just wanted to chase, little pangxie wouldn't talk to Han Mo so early. He should have chased, and the other party also had a response. This response must not be a refusal, it may be a default, or it may be ambiguous, That's why Ponzi wanted someone to help him.

Han Mo analyzed it in his heart, and his eyes always fell on little pangxie's face.

"Actually, I have confessed to Wang Qian..." little Pang Xie paused for a moment and fell into a giggle again.

Han Mo was a little speechless and urged, "then."

"Then she smiled back at me, but I couldn't laugh. Did you agree or disagree?" Little Ponzi rubbed his ears a little confused.

Han Mo smiled and shook his head.

Little Pang Xie looked at Han Mo and shook his head. "Do you mean she refused me? But we had a good time talking before. I was laying an ambush pen for my confession. I was sure it was at the most appropriate time. I think we could break through this confession, but I really confessed, but she only made a smiling face. Brother Han, did Wang Xi really refuse me? "

Little Ponzi got up from his chair excitedly and looked desperate.