An hour later, Gu Yan returned to Yujing Mingdu.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he was greeted by the smell of junk food, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

I saw that the coffee table was full of potato chips, instant noodles, cola and other junk food residues, and in the middle of the pile of residues, Mo Qi was holding his laptop and playing games.

She was dressed in pajamas, her black hair was messy, and she didn't know how long she had been playing games there, and her face was oily.

Sloppy as a beggar!

At her feet, lying on her stomach were the same sloppy rice balls, and she was eating potato chips with a click.

Didn't Tangyuan hate Mo Qi? I bit her as soon as I met, and after only a few days, I forgot that I was a dog with noble blood and didn't eat junk food!

Gu Yan's forehead was bruised, he was a person with good living habits and a slight habit of cleanliness, he couldn't bear to look at this kind of picture at all.

Anger burned in his chest......

"Mo, Xiao, Qi!" Gu Yan gritted his teeth and roared.

Mo Qi seemed to have just noticed that Gu Yan was back, his eyes moved away from the computer screen, looked at Gu Yan at the door, and smiled cutely: "Dad, are you back?" ”

"If I don't come back, aren't you going to rebel?" Gu Yanpi warned with a smile, "Mo Xiaoqi, I'll give you half an hour to collect all the garbage you made and clean the house, otherwise I'll pack you up and throw you out as garbage!" ”

Gu Yan couldn't figure it out at all, how could he get used to his daughter like this ghost in the future?

His daughter should not have good academic performance, good living habits, versatile, well-behaved and sensible......

Stop, you can't think about it, the more you think about it, the more bad it feels!

The more I think about it, the more I can't help but kick Mo Qi back 25 years later, out of sight and out of mind!

Mo Qi heard Gu Yan roaring, as if he saw the middle-aged version of the stern father coming back, almost as a reflex, he wanted to turn off the computer to execute the order......

Fortunately, at the last moment, she remembered that it was 25 years ago, and her father had not yet reached menopause, so she held back.

She looked at Gu Yan flatteringly, stared at the boss with a pair of dark eyes, and said cutely: "Dad, I can't clean, really." In the future, you have never cleaned your room, and you are not even allowed to help me when the broom falls, and you also said ......"

Mo Qi pinched his throat and said with a straight face: "My daughter's hands are so delicate, how can she do such rough work as sweeping the floor?" Just sit there and watch TV, just let Dad do this kind of rough work! ”

"Did I really say that?" Gu Yan was shocked, how could he feel so unreal, like he was dreaming.

At this time, a picture suddenly appeared in Mo Qi's mind, which was when she was twelve years old and in the second year of junior high school......

One weekend morning, her father was at home without work, wearing pajamas, cross-legged, sitting lazily on the sofa watching his new TV series.

Next to it was a plate of cut fruit, which she had just cut.

And she, because she only took the second place in the grade in the midterm exam, one point less than the first place, was punished by her father for mopping the floor.

She wore an apron and held a mop, like an enslaved child laborer, laboriously mopping the floor, and being picked on by someone......

That picture made Mo Qi tremble, and hurriedly said: "Yes, you really said that, I remember it very clearly!" ”

Afraid that Gu Yan wouldn't believe it, Mo Qi lied without blushing and panting: "I also want to be a diligent child, but the first time I swept the floor...... Shatter a collection of antique blue and white porcelain vases, a set of tea sets used by Qing Dynasty emperors, and a Han Dynasty blood coral ornament! ”

It's all valuable antiques, I'm afraid I'm going to break his legs!

Gu Yan couldn't help but think.

Mo Qi made up the energy, and said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Dad, you don't know that you were angry at the time, and I was strictly forbidden to touch the ......broom in the future."

Gu Yan nodded approvingly: "I'm definitely going to be angry about this, how stupid do you have to be to sweep the ground and lose tens of millions." ”

"No, no, no, you're not angry because I broke your antiques, you're angry because I'm worried that I'll be cut by the broken pieces of antiques!"

Burst!

Gu Yan almost choked to death by his own saliva: will he be so unable to grasp the key point in the future?

If you cut your hand, you will bleed a little and you won't die, so what's there to worry about.