Zi Qianmo just finished a wave of weakness, and felt that it was very bad to directly scold Mo Dayan with a sentence of "you care about me", and this was the time when his heart was soft and lax, and he fell into the trap without realizing it.

"What is there to worry about, Chu Dumen is injured like that, what waves can be turned over."

"Hmm." The routine was successful, and the corners of the lips were a little uncontrollable.

"Even if there is anything, aren't you still there?" Ziqian Mo expressed a strong affirmation of the strength of Mo Dayan's children's shoes.

After all, the master of the Purple Mansion Period, after all, the Ancient God Body, and after all, the president of the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce.

His abilities, she had seen with her own eyes.

"Hmm." It's over, the curvature of the corners of the lips can't be suppressed at all.

Xiao Momo's words were like pouring him a mouthful of honey, from the mouth to the heart, it was comparable to waterfall syrup!

Where is the slightest hint of sourness?

It can make him so sweet that it explodes in mid-air like fireworks.

What a red bird, what a feather, it doesn't matter.

Rivals in love come to fight one by one, come to two to do a pair!

Mo was satisfied, and he walked out of the door of Mochen Pavilion with his big baby Mo.

Sure enough, Zi Kun was standing with his hands in his hands, waiting for the two of them.

"Go to the carriage in the palace, grandpa is ready, more than three people." Zikun smiled.

A loving gaze swept over the face of the good granddaughter.

Then, it switched to respect, and it fell on the handsome face of the handsome man of the Mo Yan Conference.

At this look, Zi Kun was stunned.

's own boss, all the attention is on his own good granddaughter, that look is really spoiled and can drip water.

Zikun: "!!! ”

What happened?

How is this Fat Four?

Is he hallucinating because he is old and dizzy?

Our president could not be so gentle!

Our president, that's a super ghost animal! That skill, that scheming, that scheming, revenge, without any softness! How vicious and spicy it is!

Who will tell him if the spoiled elder in front of him has been taken away by something strange?!

"That, Mohui...... Mo Gongzi. Zi Kun's voice was a little hoarse, he raised his hand and wiped his sweaty forehead, "You-"

looks like he wants to say and stops.

Hey, how should the old man speak?

Ask if you were bent over, or did you mean something to the old man's good granddaughter?

No matter how much I asked, I felt a little inappropriate.

It's so abrupt.

It's embarrassing ̄□ ̄||

Hey, it would be nice if Brother Jin was here, that bald mouth, he never opened the door, let it put the lid on the pot and asked, and he cooperated on the side.

For the first time, the unkind Purple Old Fox Kun felt that his old bird was still quite useful and cute.

Brother Jin, who was lifting weights and training muscles in Kunwu Pavilion, sneezed three times in a row.

"How?" When Mo Yan heard the voice, he turned his head and looked at Zi Kun, casting a questioning look, "Is there something wrong with Old Prime Minister Zi?" ”

Zikun: "......"

Wow! Come and see! Face changer!

Who is this serious men's paper? This cold, serious expression, this quiet eyes, this is like the aura of the king.

I was really taken away by something strange!

Right, right.

Sure enough, spoiling, warm oil, or something will never appear on Lord Mo.

Only an old guy like him, who dotes on his wife like his life and never gets cold, will show that kind of expression.