Chapter 542: What can you do when you finish writing? (1/2)

My uncle wouldn't even have eaten Wei Keri's jealousy!

Tan Mo guessed right, Wei Zhiqian really had even eaten Wei Keri's jealousy.

In the past, he used Tanmo as his nephew, but he simply felt that Wei Keri was not good enough, and he was not worthy of Tanmo.

Later, I found out that I liked talking about ink, so Wei Zhiqian was very jealous of Wei Keli, who had been talking about ink since childhood.

With such a scumbag, he can still talk to his childhood sweethearts.

The thought of Wei Keri had known Tanmo longer than himself.

Wei Keri knew Tanmo when Tanmo was a baby.

I've seen Tan Mo still look like a baby, a smaller group.

Wei Keri is even more childhood sweetheart than he talks to Mo.

How can Wei Zhiqian not be jealous and jealous.

Because Tan Mo still had a script that needed to be revised, Wei Zhiqian went back to the neighbouring community with Tan Mo and ordered a takeaway.

While waiting for the takeaway, Tan Mo was changing the script.

Wei Zhiqian did not bother, and quietly took his pajamas and went to take a bath.

During the peak dining period in City B, takeout takes at least an hour to arrive, so Wei Zhiqian is not worried that the takeout will come when he takes a shower.

Sure enough, after he finished the bath and came out in pajamas, the takeaway hadn't arrived yet.

When he came to the living room, Tan Mo was sitting on the carpet, leaning back on the sofa, and putting his notebook on the coffee table to change the script.

Wei Zhiqian didn't understand either. There was a study room here. He didn't like to talk about ink, so he liked to sit on the ground.

Wei Zhiqian walked over and stepped barefoot on the thick and soft carpet with Tan Mo.

Wei Zhiqian sat silently beside Tan Mo.

Stretching his arms around Tanmo's slender waist from behind, his chin rested on Tanmo's slender shoulders.

The light makes the screen of the notebook reflect a little image.

Wei Zhiqian could see the shadows of the two being reflected through the screen of the notebook.

His face was almost covered with Tanmo.

Compared with Tan Mo's small face, his face was much bigger than that.

”How long will I be busy?” Wei Zhiqian asked softly with his chin resting on Tan Mo's shoulder.

A low magnetic voice slid into her ears, and Tan Mo's ears trembled twice, ”Quick...Come on.”

”In fact, there are not many things to change, just change the last scene...” Tan Mo's voice became weaker and weaker, and at the end it was directly muted.

I don't know what is funny, so Wei Zhiqian let out a low chuckle.

”Uncle, what are you laughing at?” Tan Mo's red face bulged slightly.

”It turns out that Mo Mo is also nervous.” It was completely different to him before and to him now.

To him, and to other men, it was completely different.

Wei Zhiqian knew that Tan Mo really liked him.

Because I care about it, I get nervous.

Tan Mo also felt that she was not nervous before facing Wei Zhiqian.

As a result, the relationship changed and she became nervous.

Wei Zhiqian turned his head and kissed Tan Mo on the cheek.

Since Tan Mo grew up, Wei Zhiqian has never done this again.

Tan Mo suddenly felt that the cheeks he had kissed were numb.

”Uncle, wait until I finish writing.” Don't make trouble.

”Wait for you to finish writing?” Wei Zhiqian raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly. ”When you finish writing, what can you do?”

”What are you doing?” Tan Mo turned his head, blinking puzzled.

She has long eyelashes as if she can rub his face, ”I mean, when I finish writing, I can play with my uncle.”

Wei Zhiqian: ”...”

This little girl simply doesn't know what the lovers are doing, let alone what he thinks.

Wei Zhiqian chuckles, does he need her to play with him?

It's not right, it is really needed.