I Wish Mo All the Best

Qianmo searched around and finally found the master's portrait.

Aidi Magic: Master, is Xiaohei under a lot of work pressure recently?

Cleaver: Not really.

When did the master's name change again? Qianmo's first reaction was to look up his master's name, the black line.

The master was changed into... a machine spirit.

So, these two couples are nostalgic for their lost youth?

Robot chopper... Anyone who understands this sentence is basically showing his age.

Cleaver: Is it a problem encountered in the mission?

Qianmo glanced at Xiao Hei who was driving with murderous intent, briefly recounted what happened today, and ended up feeling worried.

Aidi Magic: Master, is Xiao Hei under excessive psychological pressure because he was falsely accused? What measures should I take in a moment?

Chen Meng on the other end of the phone looked at it and shook his head.

Young people, you are still too young!

Just two minutes ago, Chen Meng read the report on the Diexian incident sent by Qianmo and was very satisfied.

Just now, Qianmo was praising Mo Mo for her high level of understanding and her proficiency in mind-reading to her second master. The next second, Qianmo herself had broken the skill and was able to read other people's minds proficiently. Why couldn't she read her own man's mind?

Chen Meng typed a line of text on her phone. After reading it for a moment, she felt it was too straightforward, so she took out her phone, took out a box of plaster from the table, took a photo, and sent it to Qianmo.

Qianmo didn't understand what the master meant. Was giving a plaster a warning to Xiao Hei that he was going to hit someone? Let her prepare plasters for others in advance?

After Chen Meng posted the photo of the plaster, he sent another message asking Qianmo.

Cleaver: How flexible are you?

Qianmo had another black streak. Could it be that after Xiao Hei beat the old man, he was going to beat himself?

Before he could answer the master's question, Chen Meng sent another message.

Chopping Knife: This brand of plaster is very easy to use. If your body is not flexible enough, you can apply it wherever it hurts.

It seems to be a very ordinary sentence that the elders care about the younger ones, but after thinking about it for a moment, Qianmo suddenly blushed. Could this be what the master meant?

Qianmo immediately sent an emoji, showing a little baby wearing a red scarf with an innocent question mark on his face.

So I want to prove that I am a moral person, but I don’t understand anything.

When Chen Meng saw this, she put down her phone and said with great satisfaction to the second master who was watching openly, "Look at how powerful our little Mo Mo is at understanding. I only said that the plaster is very easy to use, and then she understands everything. It's really You are worthy of being my chosen disciple.”

Satisfied, so satisfied.

The second master squinted his eyes, unhappy to see that his woman had such a high opinion of "others". The name Qianmo appeared in Chen Meng's mouth so frequently that the second master was very dissatisfied.

As a physics scientist, what Second Master most lacks is statistical ability. If I remember correctly, the name Qianmo appeared in Madam's mouth 34 times in the past half hour.

"But Momo is good at everything, but she is a little slow in dealing with emotions. She can solve such a complicated Die Xian case. How come she can't even figure out the thoughts of the person next to her? Where is our little black dog? Being angry because he was falsely accused by others is obviously because solving the case took up most of Qianmo's time and delayed him in this way, which is also commonly known as, so why are you dissatisfied?"

Chen Meng was happy as she talked. Her son and Qianmo were a match made in heaven. How did this pair of treasures come together?

Qianmo's mind was filled with solving the case, and Xiao Hei's mind was filled with how to deduce the woman who solved the case. Their brainwaves had never been in sync with each other before, but they lived in such harmony. It can only be said that love is really great.

"Haha, but having said that, I don't blame my son for being dissatisfied. It's not good for a man to hold it in for a long time. Your son is too stingy. They just interrupted his time with Qianmo, so he deliberately wanted revenge. People." After Chen Meng said these words, she felt that the air in the room seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

But I saw the second master staring meaningfully at the box of plasters on the table, and said to Chen Meng faintly, "36 times."

Chen Meng looked at the second master with complete confusion and confusion.

"In the past half hour, Qianmo, you mentioned this name 36 times, and since the plaster is so easy to use and Madam's flexibility is not very good, we might as well experience the efficacy of this plaster first."

Not to mention why he is a cold-blooded scientist, he just talked about such a shameless topic in an upright manner, and pushed the person to the sofa next to him, and then...

Chen Meng was about to cry but had no tears. Well, she finally knew who her son was so shameless and petty. He was indeed very powerful due to his genetics.

Qianmo didn't know what a heavy price her master had paid to give her guidance. She was holding her phone, her face slightly red, absent-minded, and she would look at Xiao Hei who was driving from time to time.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could still see the sisters sitting in the back seat. The eldest sister had a worried look on her face, and all she could think about was: My father offended Mr. Mo who was visiting anonymously incognito, what should I do...

Qianmo couldn't help but feel sorry for this eldest sister. She wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say. She couldn't tell her that none of what you think will happen. My man is just...

Well, test whether the mattress is soft enough and whether the plaster is easy to use?

How dare you say such words... After all, there are very few men in the world who can attack an old man with a black face and murderous intent for such an inexplicable reason.

The truth of the matter is that Mr. Mo was unhappy that his warm time with his wife was interrupted, and he felt that his wife's leveling up was too slow, so he rolled up his sleeves...

A group of people arrived at the hospital. Xiao Hei had a dark face. Qianmo, who already knew the truth, pretended to be serious. Only the elder sister was really worried. She followed Qianmo and the others into the ward with small steps. The old man was lying on the bed, under his intense pressure. At his request, the doctor gave him a bottle of sodium chloride.

It doesn't have any medicinal effect, it's just water replenishment. The hospital can't afford to offend such an old dramatist.

The old man was asking his eldest son to ask a lawyer to sue Xiao Hei, but he saw Qianmo, the young black collar, coming in. The old man was shocked and subconsciously took out his pocket, only to find that the pills he used to make foam were missing.

Despite this, it still couldn't stop an old drama star from acting with his life. The old man pulled the IV from his hand, lay on the bed with his heart in his hands, twitched and pointed at Xiao Hei and shouted.

"Get rid of this harmful person quickly, I want to tell him that he will lose everything! He broke my flowers, ruined my feng shui, and brought bad luck to me. I must give me an explanation today. If he doesn't give me an explanation, I will I'll die for you to see!"

Thanks to the leader of Qian527 for the reward, the title plus 2 will be given~