The black emperor is the only favorite, the killer's wife does not want to escape

Chapter 148 Burial Sword
Seeing her like this, Fu Boyan took her little hand, "Since it's for you, if you don't accept it, he won't be able to eat or sleep."

What Fu Boyan said was true, Tang Mo's facial muscles twitched mischievously again.

Will the old man talk, when did he ever live like that? !

Forget it, he was trying to help himself, although it was a bit exaggerated, but I hope Xiao Yaoyao won't refuse.

"That's right, Xiao Yaoyao, please accept it. This was originally custom-made for the old man. I'm just borrowing flowers to present Buddha."

Tang Mo chuckled, looking silly.

"Yaoyao, you're welcome, just accept it." Fu Boyan was obviously trying to help Tang Mo, but the words seemed to have changed a bit when they came out of his mouth.

Regardless, at least he didn't spoil himself, and Tang Mo thanked him for that.

The two men spoke to each other, Xiao Mengyao couldn't refuse Tang Mo's gift anymore, so she accepted it openly and thanked politely, "Thank you for your gift."

"Yaoyao, don't thank him, this is what he should do." Fu Boyan's tone of course made Tang Mo want to beat him.

It's a pity that he didn't dare. Tang Mo found out that the old man had changed, and he could really piss him off casually.

No!I'm so angry!

Tang Mo gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Boyan, finally stretched his brows, smiled like a flower, looked at Xiao Mengyao, "Xiao Yaoyao, open it and have a look."

"okay."

Xiao Mengyao slowly opened the box, with some anticipation in her heart, this was the first time she received a gift from someone other than Nuo.

When she opened the box, a white 'elf' flapped its wings and flew out of the box.

Tang Mo looked at Momo in the air, full of satisfaction, because Momo has been improved and can be completely controlled by himself, without any remote control buttons or the like.

After Momo flew around happily in the air, she picked a cherry blossom and flew in front of Xiao Mengyao, "Momo has seen a beautiful and lovely master." Momo said, putting the cherry blossom in Xiao Mengyao's hand.

Xiao Mengyao smiled happily, it is very cute and interesting, and she likes it very much.

"Thank you." Accepting the cherry blossoms, he thanked Momo.

"Master is so polite, I like it silently." A certain 'little elf' flew around Xiao Mengyao again, expressing that it was super happy at the moment.

Here Xiao Mengyao is happy, Fu Boyan is also happy, I hope his Yaoyao will always be like this, happy and carefree...

From that day on, I played with Xiao Mengyao silently all day long, telling her everything about modern times, gradually Xiao Mengyao began to understand this time and space.

But Fu Boyan was very satisfied with Tang Mo's gift, at least it was still useful.

For example, it can protect Yaoyao, chat with her to relieve boredom, and tell her everything about modern times...

After lunch, Fu Boyan became an all-round 'mother', and Tang Mo locked himself in the laboratory. Xiao Mengyao wanted to help Fu Boyan, but he drove him away.

All of a sudden, Xiao Mengyao felt that there was nothing to do, and she was extremely bored. In order to find something to do, she took out the wooden box containing the broken soul, and ran outside under a tall cherry blossom tree.

The wind brought down flying flowers, and they were swaying one after another. Under the tree, Xiao Mengyao was silently helping Xiao Mengyao to dig a pit...

Fu Boyan came out after cleaning up, looking at Xiao Mengyao's actions, he was a little curious.

What is Yaoyao doing, is she planting flowers and trees?
Not like it?

"Yaoyao, what are you doing?" Fu Boyan approached lightly, stopped behind her, and squatted down gracefully.

"Bury the sword!" Xiao Mengyao answered him without turning her head or stopping her movements.

She put the wooden box into the dug earth pit, and finally pushed down the soil next to the earth pit, and the wooden box was slowly buried by the soil.

It is true that she is burying the sword, but the main purpose is to bury her past, and the broken soul represents her past.

(End of this chapter)