Old Lady Mo was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, Mo Yechuan had already returned inside.

Mo Linyuan was sitting on the sofa, his brows slightly locked, staring at his phone and thinking about something.

Suddenly, a shadow pressed in front of him, Mo Linyuan looked up, his unbridled and lazy posture did not change, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and he asked silently.

It was obviously sitting, but the sense of oppression on his body had been invisibly revealed, and Mo Yechuan's original turbulent momentum had retreated a lot in time.

Mo Yechuan's lips tightened, and he said, "Uncle Thirteen, I heard grandma say, are you picking a gift for a girl?" ”

Mo Linyuan leaned back on the sofa, his attitude was arbitrary, and he responded lightly, "Do you have any good ideas?" ”

Seeing that he really admitted it, Mo Yechuan surged up even more namelessly, and said, "Uncle Thirteen, do you know what kind of person she is, she fell into it so quickly, do you know that you were deceived!" ”

When Mo Linyuan heard this, he felt a little funny inexplicably, and couldn't help laughing, raising his eyebrows to look at him for a long time, "Do you know who I'm going to pick a gift for?" ”

Mo Yechuan was stunned, "Isn't it Song Nanxi?" ”

"How do you know?"

Mo Linyuan asked rhetorically, his appearance never fluctuated too much, and he always looked calm and calm.

On the contrary, Mo Yechuan felt that he seemed to be overreacting.

The words choked, and Mo Yechuan was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, "I...... I thought it was ......"

"What did your grandmother tell you?"

"Not ......"

Mo Linyuan stretched out his hand slowly.

Mo Yechuan subconsciously stepped aside, and saw Mo Linyuan pick up the teacup on the table, take a sip of tea, and said, "You don't have a good relationship with her?" ”

"It's not good," Mo Yachuan said, "You don't know, she has always had a bad reputation in our school. ”

"Why?"

Why?

Mo Yechuan didn't know how to answer for a while.

Twisting his eyebrows and pondering for a moment, Mo Yechuan said: "She is indeed beautiful, she is the school flower of our school, many people like her, she also does not refuse to come, she will play with the boys who pursue him, many people have been played with by her......"

"Toying?" Mo Linyuan raised his eyebrows, "What is the level of toying?" ”

Mo Yechuan was unexpectedly asked again, thought about it, and said: "She has many boyfriends, and her relationship history is more beautiful than her resume, and more importantly, she just pursued me not long ago." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Yechuan said: "In fact, we are from a high school, she is a senior sister, and she once confessed to me in public, saying that for me, she will be admitted to Yincheng University." ”

Mo Linyuan laughed silently.

Mo Yechuan wasn't sure what he was thinking, and continued: "After she goes to college, she will always come to me, but she will also be involved with other men in the middle, and she is a very attentive person, so such a girl, even if she likes it, it is not suitable for you, Uncle Thirteen." ”

"Is that right for you?" Mo Linyuan suddenly asked.

He sat on the sofa, looking leisurely, and when he said this, his attention was not all on him, as if he was just asking casually.

But these few words seemed to have entered Mo Yechuan's heart.

Mo Yechuan immediately reflexively said: "Of course it's not suitable, I don't like such a woman." ”

Mo Linyuan seemed to have no jaws, and he seemed to have no intention of asking: "Since you don't like it, why do you pay attention to her?" ”

Mo Yechuan didn't think about it: "Because she is very annoying." ”