Back garden.

After lunch, Lige pushed Mo Bingyan over to bask in the sun.

"It's comfortable, isn't it?"

Ye Lige sat on the swing, his fleshy little face full of smiles, shining in the sun.

"Hmm."

The corners of the man's lips are shallow.

"I found you were nice to me, why? It feels like I'm treating you badly. ”

I can't figure it out when I leave the song.

The housekeeper was beside him, silently saying that you should be confident in yourself and that you could remove the likeness.

"You are Mrs. Mo, I will naturally be good to you."

Mo Bingyan replied as a matter of course.

"That's right, no matter what, I'm your nominal wife, a good man, right?"

Ye Lige thought he had caught the point.

"Oh, yes."

The corners of Mo Bingyan's lips hooked a charming arc, Ye Lige was staring at him, and suddenly said: "You smile very handsomely, you should laugh more, really, there must be a lot of women who like you." ”

“……”

The smile on Mo Bingyan's face froze, the roots of his ears were a little red, and he silently withdrew his gaze.

He was shy.

The housekeeper was stunned again, it was the first time he saw Mr. show such a young man like first love.

Mrs. is also too powerful!

This is an ecstasy, the kind that can make men smitten and distinguish between right and wrong.

The housekeeper's phone is shaking.

The maid reported that the eldest lady came, still with luggage.

"Miss, are you going to live here?"

The housekeeper hurried over, and at a glance, he saw Mo Dieyi's pink suitcase standing in the living room.

"Yes."

Mo Die sat down on the sofa, and Erlang's legs were cocked: "Even if my brother drives me, I will never leave." ”

“……”

The butler said that his hard days had come.

Originally, a wife is already big enough, and another eldest lady is simply hell in the world.

"No way!"

Mo Bingyan came back, followed by Ye Lisong, and when he heard Mo Dieyi say that he wanted to stay, Mo Bingyan categorically refused without thinking about it, and motioned to the housekeeper: "Send off guests." ”

"Brother, I'm your sister, my own sister, why can't I live? I don't care, Mom asked you to take care of me before leaving, you have to take care of me, I have to stay anyway. ”

Mo Dieyi hugged the sofa, and the battle was like a scoundrel little girl.

The housekeeper is super embarrassed, can't he let the maid come over and carry the eldest lady and throw her out of the Mo family, right?

"Let Butterfly stay."

The woman's voice was clear, echoing in the living room to break the momentary stalemate.

All the people were stunned.

They never expected that it would be the night song that offered to let Mo Die live.

"Brother, you see that she has let me stay, you have no reason to drive me, butler, don't send my luggage into the room."

Mo Die glared at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper looked at Mo Bingyan cowardly, even if he opened his mouth at night, Mo Bingyan didn't dare to nod his head.

"Hmm!"

Mo Bingyan agreed.

Sure enough, it's a spoiled wife and crazy demon, and he was so ruthless just now, and now he has turned into a finger twister.

"Hey, I won't be grateful to you, on the contrary, I will still keep an eye on you, and I will definitely not give you a chance to attack my brother."

Mo Dieyi pointed two fingers at her eyes, and then pointed at Ye Lige, pouted at her with a provocative face, got up and followed the housekeeper back to the room, she wanted to clean up the room and prepare for a long-term battle.

"Why do you want Dieyi to stay?"

The living room is quiet.

Mo Bing asked the night song.

"She's your sister after all, isn't it natural for your sister to live in her brother's house?"

Ye Lige really doesn't care about Mo Dieyi's attitude.

As a ghost who has practiced for thousands of years, she has already distinguished the good from the bad, and Mo Dieyi is not a bad person.