Paranoid Master Mo pampered

The death day of the old man of the Mo family is approaching. After finishing some things, Mo Yelan returned to his bedroom. It was already approaching the early morning.

He finally had time to turn on his cell phone, and received many messages from Yun Chuyao.

The girl didn't encounter any important things, she was just sharing her daily life with him.

Mo Yelan looked carefully at each item, his expression gradually loosened, and his eyes gradually merged.

What Yun Chuyao shared were some trivial and ordinary things, as well as some interesting videos and jokes on the Internet.

Mo Yelan looked at it very seriously, and even smiled slightly and hooked the corners of his lips.

At this moment, he was completely relaxed, and his originally heavy and depressed mood began to suddenly become clear.

He felt warm in his heart, as if he was healed by the message from Yun Chuyao.

In this world, the only person who can heal him is Yun Chuyao.

Also because of the news from Yun Chuyao, Mo Yelan's heart was full of longing.

When the work here is over, he will return to Moyuan as soon as possible, and return to his little girl.

Because it was too late, Mo Yelan thought about it and decided not to reply to Yun Chuyao's news.

Guessing that she was already asleep, the phone vibrated, which would inevitably disturb her.

Mo Yelan only read the message sent by the girl several times.

His eyes are lingering, reluctant to part.

The corners of his lips were always raised, and only at this time would he relax.

Everything in the Mo family's manor made him feel depressed and uncomfortable, especially when he was in the same space with Mo Cong.

The night is dark, there is no moon and stars, and the weather is a bit bad, as if it will rain at any time.

At this moment, Yun Chuyao was not sleeping.

She hadn't seen Mo Yelan for two days, but it felt like years, as if she had been separated from him for a long time.

She has gotten used to the daily life with him, without him by her side, Yun Chuyao only feels lonely and lonely, and also has some insomnia.

She was hugging a plush doll, tossing and turning on the big soft bed, without any sleepiness.

Forcing yourself to sleep will only make you feel more bored.

At this time, the cat, Little Blueberry, is soundly asleep, and it is estimated that it will not get up to "dance" until four or five o'clock.

Yun Chuyao reached out and touched its head, then turned over and got up from the bed, and poured herself a glass of water.

She walked to the balcony of the bedroom and began to enjoy the night view while blowing the night breeze.

It's a pity that the weather was gloomy and there was no scenery to speak of.

Yun Chuyao only looked into the distance, thinking in a daze: What is Mo Yelan doing at this hour?
Is he still busy, or is he already asleep?

Originally, she wanted Night Breeze to blow away her thoughts, but she didn't want Mo Yelan's figure to always enter her mind uncontrollably.

The more I don't want to think about him, the more I miss him.

The more I miss him, the more I want to know everything about him.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Yun Chuyao took out her mobile phone and tried to make a voice call to Mo Yelan.

She has sent him many messages in a row, but has never received a reply from him.

Yun Chuyao was considerate, she knew that Mo Yelan was busy, so she didn't blame him.

But he couldn't help being full of worries about him, wondering if he was all right now?
The bell rang a few times, and Yun Chuyao suddenly realized that she shouldn't have called him at this time. She planned to hang up the voice call, but unexpectedly, the next second, she was connected.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Yun Chuyao unconsciously exerted a little force on the hand holding the phone, feeling a little excited all of a sudden.

Before she could speak, she heard Mo Yelan's deep and magnetic voice coming through the receiver: "Yaoyao, it's so late, and you haven't slept yet."

Originally, he thought that his little girl was already asleep, so he refrained from replying to her messages and did not disturb her.

But unexpectedly, her call came first.

Mo Yelan connected the phone right away, and she was in a great mood.

"You didn't sleep either, aren't you tired after a busy day?" Yun Chuyao responded, her voice was as sweet as ever.

"I'm not tired, but I can't help but miss you. Every time I miss you, I can't wait to go back to your side." Mo Yelan said to the person on the other end of the phone without hiding her missing.

Hearing this, Yun Chuyao's cheeks couldn't help but flush, and instantly blushed.

"I don't think I will reply to my message. I don't know if what you said is true or not." The girl said this deliberately, and hummed very arrogantly.

The upward curve of Mo Yelan's lips became more obvious, and his voice was extremely gentle: "I'm busy during the day, so I didn't bother to look at my phone, and now I finally have time to read your messages, but it's too late I'm afraid you're already asleep and don't want to disturb you, so I resisted not replying to your message."

He seriously explained that such seriousness made Yun Chuyao feel that she was very valued.

Immediately, the girl couldn't get angry at all, and simply forgave him.

"How is the preparation going? You didn't encounter any trouble, did you?" Yun Chuyao asked with concern.

Mo Yelan responded in a low voice: "Everything is fine. After all, I am the head of the Mo family. Even if someone is not convinced, I dare not do anything openly, so there is no trouble. The only trouble is..."

He deliberately paused, not finishing his words.

Yun Chuyao's heart couldn't help but ask anxiously, "What's the trouble?"

He won't be forced to marry by Mo family's parents again, right?

And it was on the anniversary of the death of the old man of the Mo family, the parents of the Mo family were a little too much.

However, Mo Yelan on the other end of the phone chuckled.

Yun Chuyao was slightly taken aback, wondering what he was laughing at?
"The only trouble is that I can't stop myself from thinking about you." Mo Yelan's magnetic and pleasant voice slowly entered Yun Chuyao's ears.

The girl felt as if her ears had been scalded, and they suddenly became hotter, and her cheeks became redder.

Yun Chuyao couldn't help feeling a little ashamed as she didn't realize that Mo Yelan was doing such a trick.

She didn't know how she should respond to him, so she just said coquettishly: "I hate it! I thought you were really in some trouble! Worrying for nothing."

Night Breeze seemed to have become gentler and warmer than before.

Although there was no moon or stars, this night became romantic because of Mo Yelan's company.

"What are you doing now?" Mo Yelan asked softly.

Yun Chuyao replied in a sticky voice: "I'm on the balcony, watching the scenery while the wind is blowing."

Hearing this, Mo Yelan couldn't help getting up, walked towards the balcony, opened the closed window, just like Yun Chuyao, watching the scenery while blowing the wind.

While thinking about someone.