Chapter 1189 Christmas Eve

On Christmas Eve, the two of them started the following paragraph...a somewhat awkward chat.

__Cold Feng Boliang°: Brother Gucheng, will you give me a gift on Christmas Eve?

Mo Gucheng: No

__Cold Phoenix is ​​cool: [Crying]

Mo Gucheng: I don't cry

__Cold Feng Boliang°: Does that adult have it?

Mo Gucheng: Yes

__Cold Feng Bo Liang°: Sure enough, sir is the most important thing in your heart [slim down]

__Cold Feng Boliang°: Gossip, what are you going to give?

Mo Gucheng: I don't know

Mo Gucheng: Not yet ready

__Cold Feng Boliang°: As expected, you still can't live without me hahahaha

__Cold Feng Boliang°: No one around you knows adults better than me

__Cold Feng Boliang°: I know there is a big shopping mall nearby. When you have time, we will take a look and help you pick up gifts for adults. By the way, I will buy me some [squinted smile]

Mo Gucheng: Oh

__Cold Feng Boliang°: So, is it okay to agree or refuse?

__Cold Feng Boliang°: Master Mo, give Ju Zhuan Ye [laughing and crying]

__Cold Feng Boliang°: If you don’t refute, I will think you agreed?

Mo Gucheng: Yes

__Cold Feng Po Kuang °: [Laughing and cry] [Laughing and cry]

__Cold Feng Bo Kuai °: You are colder on the Internet than you are in reality!

__Cold Feng Boliang°: No one can stand you except me

__Cold Feng Boliang°: So you really have to cherish it or not? [Crying]

__Cold Feng Boliang°: So you agreed to my gift?

Mo Gucheng: No

Mo Gucheng: But you can give it to me

Mo Gucheng: I only accept gifts from you

Feng Boliang didn't know that, although Mo Gucheng's words were cold, it would be great if he could insist on replying.

In his message box, there are many messages that he does not look back or recall, but is buried on the side and accumulates dust. However, she is the only friend he will reply and is willing to chat with her.

Half an hour later.

The whole street is full of festive atmosphere. There are Christmas trees of unique shapes on both sides of the road, and colorful lights are hung on the branches, which are very beautiful. Most of the pedestrians coming and going in pairs, and the unconcealed feelings flow in their eyes.

Stores of all sizes all took advantage of this day to launch special holidays. The store not only has many products that suit the situation, but also offers extra small gifts. The clerk who distributed leaflets in front of the store was wearing Christmas hats and a warm smile on his face.

Christmas is such an infectious festival. It doesn’t even require you to prepare deliberately. Just walk on the street at will and let you be in and integrate into it.

The soft music is played through the speaker, and it is lingering in the night. Take a deep breath, and the air of this night seems to have a bit of candy.

Feng Boliang was standing under the largest Christmas tree waiting. Tonight, she wore a black leather jacket, a string of choking chains hanging on her sleeves, a shiny belt around her waist, and a pair of black-bottomed trousers. The trousers were mixed with a lot of disorderly white patterns, which made her cool and fashionable.

Her hair is dyed with warm red-brown, and under the reflection of Christmas lights, it is like the color of dusk and sunset. Sometimes it may be dyed with a few violets, which adds a bit of charming exotic style to her.

She still likes her favorite punk style, and she easily wears a queenly style. However, in the Christmas Eve atmosphere, this "queen" is no longer so fierce and ostentatious, but more like a kind queen who visits in a veil and enjoys the people.

Mo Gucheng walked from afar. He was wearing a wide dark windbreaker, with a cold face and a clear and distinct facial lines as if cutting a knife and chisel. He walked along the way, like a top model completing the highest-sized catwalk on the catwalk.

He has a natural kingly demeanor and does not look like this urban night view. But the same is true for him to be recognized by the crowd.

When Feng Boliang saw him, he couldn't help but smile and quickly walked up to him.

"Brother Gucheng, you are very on time. I thought you would come to me after you finish your practice."

Mo Gucheng glanced at her coldly and said lightly: "Since you have promised you, you can start early and end early."

Feng Boliang deliberately complained: "Do you want to be so unpretentious when you speak? It's rare that I sincerely want to pick gifts with you!"

Mo Gucheng interrupted bluntly: "You just want me to spend Christmas Eve with you. Why do you want to find me if there are so many candidates?"

Feng Boliang didn't know whether it was his own illusion. When he said "so many candidates", his tone actually had a subtle jealousy.

This discovery made her laugh, and her eyes turned and she teased: "Then I'll ask you first, if I don't make an appointment today, will you have to practice alone for the festival?"

Mo Gucheng did not answer, but judging from his expression, his face was full of "nonsense".

"So, I am the peace messenger sent by God to save you!" Feng Boliang announced to himself, "I must take you to an unforgettable Christmas Eve so that you can know what the festival is!" After that, she directly took his arm and pulled him to the nearby shopping mall.

Mo Gucheng glanced at the arms of the two of them, and a strange fluctuation flashed through his eyes, but surprisingly he did not resist and let her lead the way.

Soon, the two arrived at the mall. A welcome officer was giving crystal apples to the guests who stepped in.

The apple is actually made of plastic, but it looks as crystal clear as crystal, which is very popular among customers.

"Why do you need to send an apple?" Seeing Feng Boliang take it, Mo Gucheng took the other one with no means. However, he really didn't catch a cold about such a gadget that was not useful.

"Because apples and Ping'an are homophonic, eating Ping'an fruits on Christmas Eve is also to pray for good luck for the whole year of the coming year." Feng Boliang explained to him responsibly. Then, she handed her apple in front of him.

"Come on, let's exchange. In the next year, you will bless me and I will bless you too."

Mo Gucheng glanced at the apple coldly and said something bad: "I think you can't bless me."

Anyway, he always did this, and he said heart-wrenching words coldly, so Feng Boliang got used to being hurt by him. And only she knew that although this arrogant genius always resisted everyone's approach with indifference, his little bit of tenderness and care for the most important person was also hidden under these indifferences.

There was also a card hanging on the apple. Many customers did not leave immediately after taking the apple, but instead wrote something on the card nearby. Seeing that Mo Gucheng seemed to be confused, Feng Boliang took the initiative to explain:

"Write the names of important people on it and hang the apple on the Christmas tree, and you can pray for God's blessing for him. Let's write the names and pray for your relatives and friends."

Mo Gucheng just shook her cold eyes: "Do you believe this kind of thing?"

In his opinion, praying for the illusory gods is all false. Only when one becomes truly stronger and has enough ability to protect the people he cares about is the most important thing!

"If you have sincerity, you will be virtuous." Feng Boliang said this, and was already writing.

Although Mo Gucheng really disdained this kind of pediatrics, when he saw her serious appearance, he couldn't help but remember that when he was in the team to try, she had also sat by the candlelight so seriously, designing a strategy for the team to turn defeat into victory.

She always looks cynical, but when she is serious, she is also very capable. She really makes her appreciate her like this.

Blessed person... After a brief hesitation, Mo Gucheng also picked up his pen and wrote it stroke by stroke on the card.

Few people deserved his attention, and after those few names, he paused for a moment and wrote the name of the girl beside him.

Somehow, looking at the name, he felt a little guilty for the first time. He carefully turned the card over and turned the side with words into the inside, as if afraid that she would discover her feelings.

"Who have you written?" Feng Boliang also wrote his name over there and suddenly became interested in his card. "Let me show it too."

Mo Gucheng immediately took the apple away, looking awkward: "It won't work after seeing it."

Feng Boliang found it funny and deliberately teased him: "Don't you believe this?"

Mo Gucheng had a serious and stern face: "A sincere heart will make you feel."

In the end, the two of them finally stopped pursuing each other's cards, and they all surrounded the store and began to hang the apples with the cards written on the Christmas tree.

In the eyes of those onlookers, the two of them were just a pair of ordinary couples. The handsome man and the beautiful woman were close to each other, which was so pleasing to the eye.

After this little episode, the two officially started shopping in the mall.

Mo Gucheng didn't understand why Feng Boliang had so much energy. She seemed to be very happy all the time. Every time she visited a stall, she would be picky and picky. For her, it seemed that there was never anything that needed to worry about. No one would make her smile, and no one would make her feel the malice of the world.

It is normal for people who grew up in places like Jiuyou Palace to be as gloomy as Feng Qiwu, but she... seems to have never experienced that kind of cruel competition. She lives effortlessly and always maintains the clearest childlike innocence. But that is not just the simplicity of ignorance of darkness, but even if she sees the deepest darkness, she can still smile again in the next moment. At such an age and such a state of mind, it is rare.

Perhaps it was the special atmosphere on Christmas Eve or the feelings that were triggered when writing cards, Mo Gucheng's heart softened a lot that night.

When passing a health care product shelf, he stopped and looked at various supplements.

"Why, buy supplements for Liangcheng?" Feng Boliang had a lot of understanding of him, and now he could see through his heart at a glance, "Good, I finally look like a good brother!"

"...I just don't want to be brought to the hot search by his illness again." The signature from Mo Gucheng said that he was right and wrong.

"Have you watched his previous charity reality show?" Feng Boliang easily grasped the loophole. "He performed really well in that show. He is no longer a child following you, but has begun to truly become a businessman who stands alone. Moreover, his personal charm has also changed many people inside and outside the show. How about it, I won't say that your brother will embarrass you this time, right?"

Mo Gucheng's face froze, and he turned his gaze unnaturally: "He is so big, if he still hasn't made any progress at all, then he is really a useless person."

He took the two boxes of supplements he had chosen - one for his father and the other for his younger brother - Mo Gucheng walked in front of him, and seemed to not want to continue the topic.

Feng Boliang sighed intentionally: "Oh, you are really, always so unfair. Let you admit that Liangcheng is excellent and I am beautiful, which one is more difficult?"

Mo Gucheng's face twitched and finally said, "It's harder to shut up."

Just talking and laughing, the two of them also visited the mall for most of the time, and then they came to a beverage shop to have milk tea.

The two of them sat in the corner, neither attracting attention nor being disturbed by others. Feng Boliang fiddled with the jade slip on his own, and the words he said surprised Mo Gucheng.

"Brother Gucheng, do you want to talk to the adults?"
To be continued...