In Kunyu's heart, her sister has always been soft and weak, obedient and sensible.

Although after picking up his sister back this time, he found that she had changed a lot, but he still didn't pay attention to it.

Until today!

Kunyu felt as if she had suddenly become, and she didn't know her sister at all.

Is my sister so tough and rude?

No wonder the would say something like that?

Such a sister, the chance of being dumped by the other party is not too great!

"Mom, Mom, I've got your back! From today onwards, we will supervise Ah Zheng together and strive to make her a qualified lady again. ”

Kun Yu grabbed the slippers in his mother's hand and immediately expressed his loyalty, and Kun's mother generously forgave her stinky boy.

I can't help it.

Can't you really be killed?

If you kill someone, you will go to jail.

We can't do anything that violates the law.

"Ah Zheng, do you hear that?"

"Your brother is a boy, and he thinks you have to make a change, or you'll be abandoned."

"From today onwards, you have to be gentle, you have to be graceful, you have to be ...... The most important thing is that you have to be very good to Mo Li and not be violent. ”

Kun's mother said a lot, and finally got to the point, and the last sentence was very important.

Kun Buzheng was not in a state the whole time, and even drowsy, wanting to yawn.

She thought, no matter who it was, she was carried by her mother for half an hour and talked about what to do, how to do it......

will be in the same state as her.

I'm fine with that.

My little mute likes me like this, what can I do?

Even if you don't like it, you have to bear it, who made him already my person?

Of course, my little mute likes me very much, and Kun Buzheng is sure of this.

So that assumption doesn't exist at all.

"Mom, can I go? Mo Li is still waiting for me next door? ”

Kun's mother originally wanted to say a few more words, but when she heard Kun's words, she glanced at the next door and nodded, agreeing with her to leave.

"Remember, don't bully Mo Li."

Before leaving, he didn't forget to advise, and Kun Buzheng, who listened, nodded hurriedly.

As for whether it is remembered or not, only Kun Buzheng knows it.

"Mom, my sister's object, who lives next door to our house?" Kunyu was shocked, okay? So much so that he didn't listen to a word of what his mother said later.

On the third floor next door, in the dubbing room, fidgeting, like sitting on pins and needles, a certain teenager who had been waiting for Kun Buzheng for an hour, the expression on his face changed for a while.

"Young Master, Miss Kun is here." It wasn't until the voice of the nanny at home came that Mo Li's mood stabilized.

The familiar sound of footsteps, getting closer, followed by the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Mo Li, I'm here."

Kun Bu Zheng: !!

Unexpectedly, she was greeted by a warm embrace from her little mute.

That's nice.

I just said that my little angel loves me very much.

"Auntie, did you say that I am not good?"

Did you explain what you were fighting for? Good scorer, leave, disagree...... Or something?

Thinking of this, Mo Li's eyebrows were furrowed, and his uneasy emotions lingered in his heart.

Hearing this, Kun Buzheng pursed his lips, and then pushed the person in front of him away and looked at his face.

She wanted to see what kind of face it was.

even fascinated her mother so much that she was about to become his own mother.

"Auntie really thinks I'm bad?"

Mo Li looked at the face of his girl, with an extremely complicated expression, and he was completely panicked.

Will the quarrel listen to my aunt and break up with him?

Did the aunt hear that he was going on a blind date, so her impression of him was greatly reduced? If he goes to explain it now, will it be too late?

Mo Li held his girl's hand and interlocked his fingers, "Fight, I'll go and explain to my aunt." ”

If the girl in his family didn't care about Kun's mother, Mo Li's mood would not be so nervous.

But the girl in his family cares about Kunmu very much.

"No need to go." Kun Buzheng pulled the people who wanted to go next door, his own family.

If he goes, will he be able to pay it back?

What might her mother have done to her?

I must have thought that I was bullying again......

Alas, it's so hard.

"Auntie, are you no longer allowed to go to your house?"

Mo Li listened to Kun's ambiguous words, and naturally understood what he thought in his heart.

"She likes you very much, she likes it, and she wants to reshape me." Kun Bu argued with the hand of the young man in front of him and kissed his finger.

The bottom-up, tax-profitable and gentle eyes, contradictory but damn charming.

Mo Li looked at such a girl, subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple, and then leaned over and kissed the pink lips that he had been thinking about for a long time......

"Fight, shall we read the script later?"

"I just want to know you better now......"

The kind that knows with all your heart.

Kun Buzheng didn't want to agree.

Don't you want to ...... It soon became a thought.

There's no way, my little mute is too charming, and she's too good at seducing her.

Didn't control his own little liver.

……

When Kun Buzheng finally calmed down and was able to read the script, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Her mother, the eldest child, generously agreed, and her daughter stayed here in Moli.

That tone, don't sound too happy, as if you can get a red book home in minutes.

The call was made by Mo Li, and Kun Buzheng listened to his mother, using a gentle voice, asking him to be more tolerant of himself and tolerate himself......

Kun Budisputing: Am I the kind of person who makes trouble without reason?

Obviously, I'm tolerant and tolerant of my little mute, okay?

Her mother just doesn't know the truth, that's why she thinks so.

Partial birth, a certain teenager next to her, and all of them should be ordered, and the promise is not too beautiful.

Indisputable: "......"

Little liar, you seem to be pretending.

Facing Shang Kun's cool gaze, Mo Li also explained: "Fight, if I don't say that, my aunt will be unhappy." You don't want your aunt to be upset, do you? You also heard it, and after I answered, my aunt smiled very happily. ”

The laughter was clearly transmitted through the mobile phone.

In this way, it went on and on for hours.

When Kun Buzheng got the script and started reading it, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

At nine o'clock, it took an hour, and Kun Buzheng, who finished reading the script, said that he was afraid that he didn't get a fake script, right?

This is a proper angry bag of lines and life!

And I'm just going to dub the little pitiful little girl who is angry with the heroine.

Oh my God.

O earth.

Spare me this little pathetic!

Mine is the angry bag, the weak heroine's lines that can't be weaker.

But my little mute is a domineering president, a bully and cool line.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

Kun Buzheng felt that he had been hurt by 10,000 points.

"I ask for a change of lines, me and you."

Under the bright light, the girl looked at Mo Li with a serious face, and there was no refusal in her eyes.