Xiaomu raised his head: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

He couldn't understand why his uncle had that look in his eyes, but he felt that his uncle looked sad.

Mo Heng sighed inaudibly and touched the child's head: "Uncle also wants to be with Xiaomu forever, but uncle can't stay with Xiaomu all the time."

"Why?"

"Because some departures cannot be controlled by human will. Just like a flower, no matter how beautiful it blooms, it will wither one day."

Xiaomu couldn't understand what his uncle was saying: "Xiaomu likes uncle as much as he likes his father, so uncle can stay!"

"Come, uncle, play with Xiaomu." Mo Heng teased Xiaomu, but ultimately did not answer Xiaomu's words.

Seeing that his uncle was no longer sad, Xiaomu immediately put his words behind him and started playing with his uncle.

Mo Heng exists through the body of the divine beast, and he will never wrong himself.

He is very picky about food, clothing, housing and transportation. The bed needs to be made of high-quality golden nanmu wood, and several light and soft mattresses must be placed on the bed to avoid scratching his smooth skin.

The food should be delicate and light, the presentation should be good, and should not be greasy.

I only drink West Lake Longjing tea.

The clothes he wears must be made by famous teachers and made of silk or brocade, and they must match his temperament.

The car he takes when going out should be spacious and can put down a couch for him to rest.

President Li specially prepared a RV with a bed and appliances for him, as well as a complete tea set, a box of books, and a full-length mirror. There was also a driver, two bodyguards, and an assistant.

No matter where he goes, he is the focus of the crowd and shines brightly.

Compared with big stars, it is even worse.

Wine is still his favorite, and he is happy without it. Now he can finally drink without having to soak himself in wine, and he no longer gets sulky because he can see but not taste.

After drinking all kinds of famous wines, I felt that some industrial alcohols were too strong and the Maotai-flavored famous wines lacked some flavor, so I decided to make my own wine.

In order to satisfy his preferences, Lin Xun was very busy and served him carefully as if he were a princess.

"Has Grandmaster always lived in such a... so delicate way before?"

Su Cen has long been accustomed to her grandfather's pickiness. He has always been a person of enjoyment. She recalled: "I remember that wherever he goes, there is no shortage of people to serve him. Except for special periods when he can't be particular, he is always clean.

Neat and spotless.

The food and clothing are of the best, the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and the silks and satins they wear are all basics. The carriages are also made of the most luxurious wood and have the most spacious space. The sweat-driving BMW must be pure white without any impurities.

.The most exaggerated time was when he was in the palace, with hundreds of people serving him."

Such a person who is used to enjoying things naturally strives for perfection in everything. What can he do?

I just have to let him do it!

Lin Xun was stunned when he heard this. This was exactly like the treatment of a princess. From this point of view, he was already very restrained and wronged himself.

He should not complain anymore.

But Old Phoenix couldn't see it. She was already picky enough, and here comes a picky leader, which seriously affected her status.

She went to argue, but was eventually subdued by a jar of wine.

Mo Heng buried several jars of wine in the yard: "My ancestor didn't have time to brew a few jars of good wine for you when you got married. You can dig out these jars of wine after you marry your daughter."

Seeing the jar of wine being buried, Su Cen muttered: "There is no trace of my daughter yet, so you are thinking too far."

"My daughter will come sooner or later."
Chapter completed!