"Abandoning business and politics, too."

After Mo Yize finished speaking this time, Lin Huanfang understood that he was replying to her text message in the morning.

At first glance, this sounds quite romantic.

It's a pity that it can't stand up to scrutiny.

Lin Huan was silent, and Mo Yize didn't care.

His handsome face was full of gloom, and he said to himself: "I don't care about today's affairs, but if there is a next time, I will never spare it." ”

Lin Huan: "......"

Don't care about today's affairs?

What's up?

Could it be that he was referring to the fact that she didn't answer the phone?

But it's clear that he hung up with her first, okay?

How do you still bite back?

Thinking about it, Lin Huan pouted and whispered: "The library mobile phone is silent, I didn't hear it, it's no wonder to me." ”

Lin Huan's remarks, ordinary people may believe it.

However, Mo Yize is not an ordinary person.

He narrowed his eyebrows and said with an uncertain emotion: "What is the truth, you should have a number in your heart, Mrs. Mo." ”

The last three words "Mrs. Mo", Mo Yize bit the words very hard.

Lin Huan just listened, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Made, being seen through or something, is the least fun.

Grunting and rolling his eyes, Lin Huan directly changed the conversation: "Mo Yize, are we going back to have dinner with grandpa at night?" ”

After breakfast, Old Man Mo had already left the Ink Garden.

If they want to eat with him, they naturally want to go back to the Mo family.

Therefore, Lin Huan's words fell, and Mo Yize refused without thinking about it: "No." ”

No?

Lin Huan frowned: "But today is our first day of marriage, we should go back, you ......"

"Don't chatter." Before Lin Huan finished speaking, Mo Yize swept over with a cold gaze: "I, think freely." ”

Lin Huan: "......"

Forehead......

is so domineering and domineering, but it is exactly the same as the previous life.

Do the math, if you don't go back, you won't go back, and she will be free from tossing.

After all......

If the old man Mo doesn't let them go back to the ink garden, they will inevitably call the "bed" again tonight!

"Okay, then I'll listen to you."

As he spoke, Lin Huan took out the book he borrowed from the library in the afternoon, which was an introductory course on finance.

The corner of Mo Yize's eyes swept away, and he couldn't help frowning slightly: "You want to change your major?" ”

When Lin Huan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the book in his hand and shook his head: "Don't change it." ”

"Not changing?" Mo Yize muttered Lin Huan's words in a low voice: "Then what are you doing reading books that have nothing to do with your major?" ”

Lin Huan: "......"

Made, what are these words?

Could it be that she can't read some books yet?

Lin Huan twitched the corners of his mouth, his gaze fell on Mo Yize's face, and his gaze touched: "I can't see it?" ”

Mo Yize didn't directly respond to whether he could or not, but hooked the corners of his lips meaningfully: "This is not your style." ”

Lin Huan: "......"

What？

Isn't that her style?

Gee......

"Oh? Is it? Lin Huan said as he asked Mo Yize with a serious face: "Then may I ask the chief, what do you think my style is?" ”

Mo Yize was about to blurt out a paragraph, but as soon as he reached his mouth, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly said four words in a deep voice: "Sharp teeth." ”

Glib tongue?

Scold......

I think you have a limited vocabulary, right?

Lin Huan complained in his heart, and pretended not to understand: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Mo Yize: "......"

Thanks for the compliment?

Scold...... This woman.

Can't you tell he's sarcastic about her?