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If someone passes by outside, they may see a strange figure floating outside the window of Mr. Mo's room. Staring at a rather dark gray light wrapped around his fingertips, he sighed softly and whispered,

"That's a gift, isn't it? Give it to you, and give her ...... too."

Syllable!

The figure that was still a little dusty suddenly fell from the air, although he was a little embarrassed, but he still landed neatly on the ground.

"Dazun is not mistaken! Didn't I just fly a little! ”

After muttering a word of dissatisfaction, he quietly disappeared into the night.

If Mr. Mo saw it, he would definitely recognize him as the new doorman brother in the community, but Mr. Mo didn't know anything.

"Huh? What's going on? Lao Ding, I cried last night? ”

Mr. Mo, who had just woken up in the morning, frowned, and he felt that something was not quite right on his face. His eyes were a little puffy, there were tear stains in the corners of his eyes, and the inexplicable depression and loss in his heart made him deny the possibility that it was caused by sleep. Unable to think of a result, he simply asked Lao Ding directly.

"I don't know, but you're crying! It's incredible! ”

Mr. Mo also felt incredible, as ungrateful as he was, he would cry for people or things other than his sister, and he was the first to disbelieve it!

He didn't let his sister Xiaoqiu wake him up this morning, not because Mr. Mo suddenly became diligent, but because he was woken up by the pain when he turned over and hit the wound.

Wanting to stretch his waist, but gave up due to the sharp pain from the pulled muscles, Mr. Mo frowned unhappily and began to dress.

In other words, Mr. Mo has been frowning more and more frequently recently~

After inadvertently glancing at a book on the desk, Mr. Mo frowned again, and his mind inexplicably appeared in his mind that he didn't know who had torn a few pages of the notebook before, and he didn't know what was written on it, and it would be torn out.

It's inexplicable! I didn't sleep honestly when I came back last night, what kind of cookbook did I read!? Tiramisu, though...... Remember me?

Shaking his head, he got rid of these things and washed up.

"Speaking of which, you released the water last night, right? If you use all your strength, you can play with flowers with one hand! ”

Mr. Mo asked as he brushed his teeth.

Lao Ding's performance last night was simply paddling! As an old demon who has been cultivating for thousands of years, how could Lao Ding only use his power so roughly! At that time, Mr. Mo was too nervous to find out, but now that he is free, he thinks about it carefully, and he feels that something is wrong.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm dying too? The reason has to do with that. The amount of immortal consciousness consumed by manipulating your hand this time was far more than I expected, and I checked it again and found that my immortal consciousness had been depleting at an imperceptible rate, because I realized that the consumption rate had increased due to this shot. At this rate, I will die within half a month! If you shoot, you'll die faster! ”

Lao Ding always thought that the people of the Maha Immortal clan didn't make a move on him, but now it seems that he can't detect it! It's sad!

"I see!"

Mr. Mo stopped brushing his teeth, and his face changed. He also knew that Lao Ding had nothing to tell him, and he didn't plan to ask, but Lao Ding never lied and this point would not change, this was his principle. He couldn't tell Lao Ding what his attitude was, probably because he wanted him to die, but he didn't want him to hang up like this!

Mr. Mo is lonely, and this will not change! But, after all, he is just an ordinary teenager, he still hopes to have someone who can talk to and communicate with his heart, in fact, Lao must be the most in line with the standard in his heart.

Usually very quiet, you can listen to Mr. Mo's boring inner complaints, and like Mr. Mo, he has touched the truth of this world a little, is experienced, knows many secrets outside the world, and so on...... In fact, as long as you can listen to Mr. Mo's complaints, you don't care about the other Mr. Mo!

The unscrupulous Mr. Mo doesn't care about what the old man will die like in his heart!

"Please tell me seriously, what is the conflict between you and your dead ghost father, the answer to this question will determine whether you go or stay!"

At the dining table, Mr. Mo crossed his fingers, pressed his chin, and said to Yu Penglai with a serious expression.

As soon as he heard Mr. Mo speak, Yu Penglai, who originally just wanted to have a quiet breakfast and try not to be noticed by the brutal Mr. Mo, suddenly felt bad, Qingli's face was full of anxiety, and began to lower his head and his eyes flew wildly. After thinking for a while, he swallowed his saliva and spoke with difficulty,

"Uh...... That one...... Can't help but say? ”

"Can't!"

Mr. Mo was unmoved, his expression was resolute, and he continued to add,

"If you don't say it, I'll throw you out now!"

"Brother! What are you doing!? Didn't you already say that you would let Sister Yu live in my house for the time being? ”

Sister Xiaoqiu puffed up her little face with some dissatisfaction and blamed Mr. Mo.

When Mr. Mo heard this, he felt even more unbearable, and actually called Sister Yu to come! Must be killed! What if she successfully conquers herself through her sister!

Mr. Mo is super unhappy! Mr. Mo decided to play the emotional card,

"Xiaoqiu, do you know what happened last night?"

"What?"

Following Mr. Mo's words, Xiaoqiu pursed the corners of her mouth, and her inexplicable eyes were a little empty.

"I was beaten up by her dad last night!"

As she spoke, she glared at Yu Penglai fiercely, causing her head to shrink in fright. At the same time, Mr. Mo rolled up his sleeves, revealing his right hand full of bruises, and raised his sister Xiaoqiu.

Speaking of which, I was lucky not to be punched in the face last night!

"Is that so? It's okay~"

Xiaoqiu's overly bland reaction made Mr. Mo feel that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was going on. According to common sense, she shouldn't be very concerned about asking herself if she was seriously injured, and then angrily scolded Yu Xingyun's old bastard, and finally drove out Yu Penglai with Mr. Mo? Don't...... After mixing with Yu Penglai in the past two days, has her heart begun to gradually favor her?

How cruel and ruthless it is to abandon the old brother who has been dependent on him for many years and ignore the pain he has suffered for the sake of a girl who has just known him for two days! Mr. Mo's young mind can't bear this kind of blow!

"Brother, what are you thinking again!"

Sighing helplessly, Xiaoqiu knew at a glance that Mr. Mo's thoughts were crooked, but he didn't know where to go. Mr. Mo's brain replenishment ability is so strong, she couldn't be clearer. However, her brain replenishment ability is as strong as Mr. Mo's!

"Nothing."

Mr. Mo won't say such nonsense! With a slightly correct attitude, Mr. Mo continued to ask Yu Penglai,

"If you don't say it again, I'll take you out and throw it away!"

"Brother~~~"

Xiaoqiu was half angry, half angry and half coquettish and called Mr. Mo in a long voice, but Mr. Mo still did not waver in the slightest, but began to put pressure on Xiaoqiu again,

"Xiaoqiu, we really don't have much money, and we are overspending our budget every month, so how are we going to live without Dad's savings? As the head of the family, I think the problem of Yupenglai must be completely solved now! ”

As soon as she said this, Xiaoqiu couldn't say anything, after all, she was the culprit who caused the family's budget to be overrun. Mr. Mo has always been thinking about this family of only two people, and she knows it.

Seeing that Xiaoqiu no longer objected to anything, Mr. Mo once again cast his sharp gaze on Yu Penglai,

"So, let's talk!"