After a while, the door was knocked twice.

In full bloom, Mo got up, opened the door and put his arm out of the crack in the door.

When he retracted, he had a model plane in his hand.

If you look carefully, you will find that the pinhole camera on the model plane has been flashing small red dots.

He sat back next to the remote control, picked up his laptop and hit the keyboard twice.

Accompanied by a prick, a surveillance video appeared on the screen.

In the picture, there is only a closed door. Behind the door, there is a chat between teenagers and women.

But most of them are still the clear voice of teenagers, and women only occasionally echo one or two words.

Sheng Shimo's expression was focused and serious until the door in the picture was opened and the boy came out with cakes. His originally frowned eyebrows were relaxed.

That's the end of the surveillance video.

At that time, Mo hid the remote control and the model plane, and then lay comfortably in bed as if nothing had happened.

The next day, Wen churan went downstairs and found that Yaheng really asked the servant to make a new cake.

As soon as she sat down in the restaurant, Yaheng pushed the cake in front of her, held his chin and looked at her with a smile.

"Little sister, cakes."

“…”

Wen churan pulled at the corners of his mouth.

This time she was really embarrassed to refuse again. She could only twist a small cake and quickly put it into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?" The young man's eyes were eager and his tone was full of expectation.

The pastries in the presidential palace are delicious.

Wen churan nodded.

Who knows, Yaheng intensified again. "Eat more if you like. These are all yours."

Looking at a large plate of brightly colored cakes in front of him, Wen churan almost choked.

At this time, a shadow suddenly appeared in the afterglow.

Yaheng and Wen churan turned their heads at the same time. Sheng Shimo walked into the restaurant with a proud posture and elegant steps, but his face was as black as a bomb.

After he took his seat, he glanced at the cake in front of Wen churan.

Then he quickly looked away and said nothing.

Wen churan hesitated for a moment and pushed the cake in front of Sheng Shimo. "Do you... Want to eat? It's delicious. "

Sheng Shimo frowned slightly. Before he could say no, the boy on the side had already pushed the cake back to Wen churan.

"Little sister, I specially prepared it for you. You have to eat it all by yourself."

“…”

It's so special. She can't finish it at all!

Sheng Shimo, like before, only ate a few mouthfuls of bread, got up and left the restaurant, always independent.

And Wen churan is the same as before. As soon as he leaves, she will follow.

It seems that all day, I can only take this opportunity to get closer to him and have a word or two with him.

At that time, Mo seemed to be used to the small tail behind him. He walked very slowly until the third floor, and then turned to look at Wen churan opposite.

His face was gloomy.

Wen churan also vaguely realized that he was in a bad mood, so he stopped and didn't dare to come forward.

"What are you doing with me!" The man questioned.

Wen churan didn't make a sound.

What else can he do, just to let him see himself.

Even disgusting eyes.

Seeing that the woman never spoke, Sheng Shimo leaned leisurely against the wall. After looking at her from beginning to end with sharp eyes, he suddenly sneered.

"What? It's not enough to seduce my father. It's not enough to seduce me. Now you want to seduce my brother? Do you want to take our whole family, or do you want to pocket the whole country v? "