Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

   Chapter 610 A potion (49)

  Wen Su's side, she didn't pay much attention.

  The eagle wants to spread its wings and fly, how can it have one hand to support the other?

   Having nothing to do, she took out her red lips again. Water it and let it bask in the sun.

   Wait a few decades, maybe you can see it bloom.

   There are many spiritual plants in Baitang's space, among which red lips are not considered precious, but a relatively common one, but they have been raised alone for so long.

  …

  Wen Su became very busy later on, he told Bai Tang that he had entered the laboratory to help his mentor do research together.

   After doing this research for several years, he also graduated.

  I invested a lot of money in my body, and then built my own laboratory for research.

  Bai Tang paid special attention to it, and after there was no problem, he ignored him.

  Bai Zhongkai was depressed for the next few years, always looking at her with a gloomy expression, his energy and blood were consumed day after day like this, and it didn't take long before he passed away.

  Baitang sighed, he recognized that she was not the daughter Tangtang he wanted to make up for, and after spending so long together, he couldn't deceive himself even if he wanted to, so he got frustrated and finally left.

  This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss.

   Some missed it, regretted the rest of their lives, and felt guilty for the rest of their lives.

  …

  Five years later, Wen Su resigned.

  Bringing a special potion, I returned to this home, carrying a suitcase with various flowers in it.

  He is twenty-seven years old, in his prime.

   When he came back, he didn't tell Baitang in advance, and when he arrived, he stood by and watched for a long time.

  Baitang's body is forty-seven, over fifty years old. She watered her red lips again.

   "Baitang."

   cried out softly.

  Baitang was a little surprised when he heard the voice, turned around and smiled: "I didn't say anything when I came back, it seems that I just sat for a while and left."

   "No, you have carried your suitcase, do you want to stay for a few days?"

  Wen Su bent his lips and nodded: "Baitang, I have some good news for you."

  Baitang raised his eyebrows: "Say it."

Wen Su patted the suitcase lightly: "I have a girl I like, she will come to play tomorrow, the suitcase is full of flowers, roses, lilies of the valley, daisies, baby's breath, cardamom, jasmine, tuberose...etc She's coming tomorrow, and I'm going to confess to her."

  Baitang looked at the suitcase, moved his fingers, and looked away: "Do you need help? I first wish you your wish."

   I didn't think much about it.

  Yao Mo is still a little embarrassed.

  The people who have put their minds on her for several lifetimes, let it go now.

   My heart feels a little uncomfortable, and I have nothing to say.

  Baitang didn't think that Wen Su would put his mind on her this time, with a twenty-year age difference, and a second marriage with one son, he could be considered a **** age.

  Baitang would not allow himself to go one step too far.

   It's a good thing that Wen Su met someone he likes this time, isn't it?

  Wen Su watched, the hand holding the potion in his pocket tightened, and the corners of his lips curved a bit wider.

   "Baitang, thank you for your blessing. After all, it is a confession gift, so you have to do it yourself to show your intentions."

  For so long, through her psychology, his sincerity with only a little bit of acting skills can be regarded as temporarily misleading her.

Bai Tang nodded, not looking at Wen Su, and fingered the slender leaves of her red lips: "Sincerity is always precious. You are right. Others can have suggestions for this kind of thing, but they can't let others do it. "

  Wen Su also agreed very much: "Baitang, I'm going back to my room first. I won't have dinner today, so don't call me."

  Baitang opened his mouth, but nodded without saying anything.

  (end of this chapter)