Xiao Mo went back and found the fishing rod. He pulled the fishing line very long, sat on the rocking chair on the hanging platform, stretched out his long legs, squinted his eyes and started fishing - Lin Xuan!

Lin Xuan held the chicken soup in one hand and stared at the entire villa. After all, he didn't know the location inside the villa, nor did he know Shen Yuchu's specific bedroom.

However, he had someone find out that Shen Yuchu lived here, and he had just followed here.

The road ahead was purchased by Mr. Mo and a red carpet was laid on it.

That place became the private property of his Mo family, and he could only stand in the jungle.

At this moment, a fishing line suddenly appeared above his head, and the fishing rod was dangling above his head.

Lin Xuan raised his eyes and looked along the fishing line, but found that there was no bait. Then, he followed the line and looked at the man sitting in the rocking chair on the second-floor platform.

Lin Xuan had excellent eyesight, and even though he was at such a long distance from him, he could still clearly recognize the man's face.

Are they really living together?

Whoosh~

Mo Zhaohan whistled provocatively at Lin Xuan, "If you can put the thing in your arms on my fishing rod, I will give it to Chuchu to drink, and she will see you, OK?"

Lin Xuan: “…”

Although he was hostile to Xiao Mo, he seemed to have no other choice at the moment. So he raised his hand and grabbed the fishing rod, and carefully tied up the thermos bucket in his arms.

Mo Zhaohan narrowed his eyes. Hey! - So obedient?

He pretended to retract the fishing rod slowly. Although it seemed to be retracting, the fishing rod was still dangling above Lin Xuan's head.

Lin Xuan watched the fishing rod move, as if it was being retrieved, and he didn't think much about it.

Suddenly, Xiao Mo deliberately pressed the button on the fishing rod at the knot.

【Batta】

The thermos fell down and the chicken soup spilled all over Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's eyes trembled, and he was about to scold.

Xiao Mo spoke first: "It's over, my fishing rod is broken, you have to compensate me for the fishing rod, one thousand two hundred yuan!"

The chicken soup on Lin Xuan's body was dripping down. The tall and straight man standing on the platform was angry and said, "It's all because your broken thermos bucket is too heavy. Compensate me for the fishing rod!"

Lin Xuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "You are blackmailing! !"