The voice is low and magnetic, as if he is a little helpless.

This tone seems to be back to when she was a child, she climbed to the small tree, and her father shouted helplessly to her below: Don't make trouble, be good, come down quickly.

Song Nanxi was a little trance-like, and then, his body was light.

When he came back to his senses, he was already in the car.

When Mo Yechuan walked out, just in time, he saw Mo Linyuan holding Song Nanxi in the car.

Mo Yechuan couldn't believe that his eyes widened, and for a while, the anger in his heart 'rubbed' out.

Obviously, not long ago, he kept saying that he loved him to death, stalked him, and made a lot of ugly things for him!

Now in order to get him, he is so desperate to seduce his thirteenth uncle?!

He also felt just now that although Uncle Thirteen was innocent, he had always been very rational and had hidden wisdom.

Even if this woman is very good, she will not be toyed with by such a woman, but I didn't expect this cheap woman to be so shameless!

What he didn't expect was that Uncle Thirteen really fell into her trap and was tricked by her!

Mo Yechuan couldn't keep his sanity for a while, and shouted: "Thirteenth uncle! ”

Hearing this, Mo Linyuan glanced back at him.

Song Nanxi also looked over and landed on the hand he was holding with Jiang Nanyan, as if he was smiling.

Mo Yechuan shook Jiang Nanyan's hand away, strode forward, and said, "Uncle Thirteen, you'd better ...... with this woman."

"What's the matter," Mo Linyuan glanced over coldly, and there was a coldness hidden in his dark eyes, "I'll talk about it when I go home." ”

Mo Yechuan choked with anger in his stomach, "But you ......"

You're almost in it!

How could he ever see such a thirteenth uncle?

This woman's methods are really terrible!

Mo Yechuan glared at Song Nanxi behind him fiercely, wanting to say something, but when he touched Mo Linyuan's cold gaze, Mo Yechuan finally instinctively shut up.

"Get out of the way."

The meaning is concise and obviously displeased.

Mo Linyuan put away Song Nanxi's folding wheelchair, and when he glanced at the thin girl behind Mo Yechuan, his eyebrows deepened a little.

Jiang Nanyan seemed to be stabbed by a cold thorn, and subconsciously hid behind Mo Yechuan.

Mo Linyuan ignored them, put the wheelchair in the trunk, and then got into the car.

Until the Land Rover drove away, Jiang Nanyan couldn't retract her gaze.

What does such a man like about Song Nanxi?

-

Song Nanxi sat in the passenger seat, thinking of Mo Yechuan's angry expression, he felt a little funny and a little apologetic, "He seems to have misunderstood our relationship." ”

Mo Linyuan looked straight ahead, hearing the words, the ink in his eyes was condensed, and his eyebrows were heavy, "Are you afraid that he will misunderstand?" ”

Song Nanxi raised her eyebrows and chuckled: "What am I afraid of, if he misunderstands, he will misunderstand, I don't care, but it will have an impact on you, right?" ”

Mo Linyuan's eyes gradually dissipated, the corners of his lips were slightly undetectable, and he said calmly: "No." ”

Song Nanxi nodded.

Also.

Mo Linyuan is Mo Yechuan's own uncle.

The Mo family's concept of generation is very heavy, although the gap between the two of them is not big, but this generation alone is a gap that cannot be crossed.

Suddenly, Song Nanxi caught a glimpse of several familiar figures.

Looking back, several familiar teenagers and girls were pushing me, Song Xizhou was dragged with his schoolbag, and then walked into a game hall that looked a little shabby.

Song Nanxi was startled, and recognized what place it was at a glance.

On the surface, it is a game hall, but in fact, it is an underground black casino!