After ten days of nervousness, Chu Jin was also leaning lazily on the back of the chair, squinting his eyes, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Anyway, I've grown up so old, I've never seen her enter the kitchen," Mo Qingyi glanced at the direction of the kitchen, lowered his voice, and said quietly, "I guess I can't even tell the difference between salt and MSG! Let's just ask for blessings in a while..."

While the two were talking, Duanmuzhe, who was parking outside, also walked in. As soon as he arrived, he immediately started the enemy mode with Mo Qingyi and the two of them were hurting each other, and no one allowed to let each other.

Mo Qingyi put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "Duanmu Miss San, you are too ungraceful! Don't you know that men want to give in to women?"

"Female..." Duanmuzhe deliberately dragged his tail tone long, glanced up and down at Mo Qingyi, and finally fixed his eyes on her open chest, "People? Are you sure you are?"

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!

Mo Qingyi immediately picked up a pillow and smashed it hard at Duanmuzhe, "Sister is called unevenness, how can you calm the world? I understand you! Superficial! Ignorance!"

Duanmuzhe took the pillow that he smashed over very easily and said with a smile, "Why can you gather people's hearts if you don't have big breasts?"

I deserve a beating! This guy definitely deserves a beating!

Mo Qingyi rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Duanmuzhe with great momentum, "I won't be able to lift the tiles for three days! Sister must deal with you well today!"

Mo Qingyi has little arms and calves, so he is not Duanmuzhe's opponent, but Duanmuzhe is willing to play with her and coax her.

The two of them were having sex and walking through the living room, which was much more interesting than watching TV.

Chu Jin was kneading melon seeds while watching the two of them play, with curved eyebrows and shallow dimples.

It’s a pleasant day like this, and there is no tension before the college entrance examination.

Somehow, Mo Qingyi and Duanmuzhe were making a fuss, and she was completely crushed by Duanmuzhe on the sand.

Men and women are up and down, with ambiguous postures.

"Duanmu Miser, please hurry up and open it!" Mo Qingyi saw for the first time. It turned out that Duanmuzhe's chest was so hard, like steel, and he couldn't push it no matter how hard he pushed it.

The atmosphere was subtle, and Chu Jin quickly withdrew his gaze and pretended to be watching TV seriously, as if I had seen nothing.

Duanmuzhe rolled his throat unconsciously, his eyes burning, "Qingqing, do you still remember the agreement we made when we were young?"

The voice was hoarse.

boom

It seemed like something was blowing up in my ears.

Mo Qingyi's ears almost turned red all of a sudden, and they were so red.

That agreement

I don’t know where the strength came from, Mo Qingyi suddenly pushed Duanmuzhe, “What agreement, I forgot about it!” When his eyes touched his dark eyes, he turned his head hurriedly.

"I'm kidding you, why are you blushing?" Duanmuzhe regained his appearance as a playboy, and took Mo Qingyi's shoulder casually, "I didn't really want you to marry me. Besides, I'm not looking down on you like you! Is your eyes that bad?" As he said that, he looked at her chest vaguely.

Fortunately, he was just a joke. She always regarded Duanmuzhe as her best friend and had never had any other ideas. If one day she let Duanmuzhe live with her, it would be embarrassing to think about it.

"Superficial!" Mo Qingyi gave him a blank look, and his expression had recovered from calmness. "But I have a lot of lords, so I don't have the same knowledge as you!"

Duanmuzhe touched his chin and said word by word to Mo Qingyi, "Tai, Ping, Princess!"

Huh! So angry!

But how can I defeat him?

It’s better to bear it!

At this moment, the door that was originally closed was pushed open.

As the sun shone in, a tall and tall figure appeared in front of several people.

Instead of walking into the house immediately, he blocked the door with his hands and asked the people behind him to come in first.

Against the light, I couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, and I could only see a graceful figure.

A tall, waist-length wavy curl.

The beauty walked in front, looking at the surrounding environment without any trace, her tone was soft, "Zhixuan, are you living here with your aunt now?"

"Yes." Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly.

"Brother, are there guests at home?" Mo Qingyi stood up from the sand.

"Who is this?" The beauty stopped and looked at Mo Zhixuan with some confusion.

"This is my sister, Mo Qingyi," Mo Zhixuan looked at Mo Qingyi, "This is the daughter of the uncle's family. In terms of seniority, you should call her sister."

The daughter of the uncle's family?

Mo Qingyi was confused. She always thought that their family had no other relatives except Aunt Tong in this world.

Unexpectedly, a sister appeared now.

"Call someone." Seeing that Mo Qingyi didn't speak for a long time, Mo Zhixuan spoke again.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingyi immediately came to his senses and said sweetly, "Hello sister."

The beauty nodded politely, without saying anything, looking cold.

He was covered in cold air all over his body, as if he could ascend to become an immortal at any time.

"This is Duanmuzhe." Mo Zhixuan continued.

"Of the Duanmu family?" The beauty turned her eyes and looked at Mo Zhixuan, her voice a little incredible, as if she was confirming something to Mo Zhixuan.

"Yes." Mo Zhixuan's expression was faint.

Hearing this, a smile finally appeared in the beauty's eyes, and she took the initiative to extend her hand to Duanmuzhe, "Hello, Mo Feixue."

Duanmuzhe lazily stretched out his hand and shook it with her.

After watching the room for a while, Mo Zhixuan looked up at Mo Qingyi and asked, "Where is A Jin?"

"I've gone to the kitchen to help." Mo Qingyi scratched his head.

At this time, Chu Jin was chatting with Mrs. Mo and Tong Zhi in the kitchen. When Mo Zhixuan came, she saw her with curved eyebrows and eyes, and the two shallow dimples on her cheeks seemed to suck someone in.

Originally, she planned to come over to help, but who knew that after she arrived at the kitchen, Mrs. Mo and Aunt Tong didn't let her get involved.

So she stood here and chatted with them.

Mo Zhixuan was stunned for a moment, then held her hand and took her through the kitchen to the living room, and walked to a noble and cold woman, "This is the daughter of the uncle's family, Mo Feixue."
Chapter completed!