Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

"Ahh

"Manman's clothes, how can they be touched by someone like you, still a man......"

Joao felt that his territory was violated, and this unsuspecting person had stained the people and things he marked with his own smell, which made Joao very annoyed.

I can't forgive, I can't forgive!"

"Little master, he didn't touch it!" It's just that Nina, who has been taking care of Miss's clothes, suddenly has other important things, so I asked this one to help her bring it to me. Knowing that the explanation was useless, Luo Wan still wanted to do his best.

There is no calamity.

This is simply an unwarranted disaster for the man at Joao's feet at this moment.

"Why is he?" he was in a sensitive period, and he was extremely hostile to a male creature whenever he saw it.

The clothes on the floor were all carefully selected by him, and even some details were designed, and he was involved in them, just so that Chrissman could have traces of his contact all over his body.

But now, it's all ruined.

He couldn't have put the clothes that had been touched by a strange man on Christman.

He's going to lose his mind.

"Little master, let me go, I really haven't touched it. He wanted to beg for mercy for himself, and his whole body tried to regain control of his arms, to feel them, but the temptation all disappeared into nothingness, and it almost broke him.

Tears and snot were shed.

"So what, you shouldn't even go near her!" he was a madman, a paranoid, a man who would collect every strand of hair that fell from Chrisman, and would not allow anyone to touch it.

Emotions drove the body, making Joao more and more violent, he uncontrollably clutched the tray of clothes in his hand, and began to slowly lift it high, with a fierce look on his face, he felt that he was about to fall in the next second.

Luo Wan also obviously realized, and waved her hand in fear, she was disgusted with herself who couldn't do anything when she died, "No, you can't do this, if you hurt others like this, Mr. and Miss will be sad, they don't want to see you like this!" "

Young Master, Miss Christman said that the sunflowers she and you planted some time ago are blooming very well, and you want to use sunflowers for today's flowers, so let me come over and pass the word, so that you can bring them to Miss later."

Fu Qingsong finally arrived, and he blurted out directly unhurriedly, as if he was prepared.

Sure enough, Joao, who heard Christman's name, instantly regained a trace of clarity in his eyes, and his hand holding the tray stiffened.

After being stunned for a moment, "Don't worry, let me deal with him first." "Don't worry Manman, just wait for me for one more minute, and I'll be back to you right away.

"The young lady's tone at that time was very bad, as if she was in a low mood, and she didn't have much energy to speak.

Fu Qingsong was still panicked after all, sweat leaked from his forehead, and then slid down the curvature of his cheeks to his chin, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down, showing his uneasiness.

"Smack. The tray fell to the ground, and Joao's feet finally moved away from the squire's body, and his sharp eyes swept at Fu Qingsong, as if he was examining the truth of his words.

"Uncle Fu, if you lie to me about this, I'll really be angry. João said so, but his footsteps were already in the direction of the sunflower fields.

After all, he couldn't, and he wasn't allowed to let himself walk a little slower towards Christman, especially when she was in a low mood and needed him.

Joao left, taking away the panic with the area, and a few timid people even fell to the ground directly.

It's strange that they shouldn't be afraid of being like this, no matter how Joao is just a child, even if he behaves strangely, he won't let these people be afraid to such an extent.

Some people say that the killing intent and cruelty in the eyes of the little young master are real, without a trace of falsehood, and every time at this time, he really wants to kill the person in front of him.

It was this mad will, and the coercion of Joao's high position, that made them extremely afraid.

"Let's go......"

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, but Fu Qingsong was still visibly tense, silently instructing the other attendants to carry the man on the ground indoors, and signaled Luo Wan to clean up this place, and he had to go to Mo Junqi to return to his life.

Luo Wan half-squatted on the ground, sorting out the clothes that had been scattered all over the ground, thinking that these were estimated to be sealed forever.

After all, Miss Christman's things, even if she didn't want them and broke them, the young master would put them away properly and put them in his most precious little room.

She sighed and said to Fu Qingsong, who had not yet left, "You can't use Miss Christman as an excuse! What are you doing?"

"It's okay. Fu Qingsong also squatted down to help sort it out, he just deliberately passed by the door of Christman's room and got these few words, so he was not afraid of Joao pursuing it.

"Hey!" Luo lowered his eyebrows, stopped what he was doing, and sighed deeply, "It's just that the closer the time gets, the younger the young master, he is so anxious, so aggressive, if he really arrives at the school and in the classroom, so many people, so many eyes will focus on him and Miss Christman,

I don't know ......" I don't know what will happen."

"It's not for us to worry about, just pray in our hearts, and we must remember to ask Miss Christman to let the young master take his medicine on time. Putting the last piece of clothing in Luo Wan's hand, Fu Qingsong stood up, put down a sentence and hurriedly left, "Mr. Mo, I will report."

Fu Qingsong's figure disappeared, Joao carefully selected flowers in the distance, and the group of people who were originally around also dispersed and returned to their respective posts, Luo put his hands together on his chest, "Bless all the best." "

He's so bitter.

Fu Qingsong called on the other side of the phone.

The bustling banquet hall was staggered, and the aroma of wine overflowed from the colliding glasses and wafted through the wandering crowd.

People greeted each other in groups, with empty and aggrieved smiles on their faces, the men were sturdy, and the women were smiling like flowers.

This is Mr. Yu's 55th birthday banquet, and Mo Junqi was invited to congratulate him.

But he was very absent-minded now, frequently looking in the direction of the mobile phone on his chest, and treating the people who came to cling to him coldly.

"Mr. Mo?" the person who came was puzzled, and introduced himself and his wife for a long time, but Mo Junqi did not respond.

Mo Junqi quietly moved his eyes back from the liquid in the wine glass, as if he had never been distracted, and opened his lips lightly and said, "Fortunately." Whether

he listened or not is unknown.

"Hey, what's the matter!" the person who came squeezed the folds of his face, revealing his mouth inlaid with big gold teeth, and smiled, hiding his dissatisfaction for a moment, "You and the eldest lady of the Yu family just entered together, it's really ...... It's a good match. "