Yan You looked at his heroic eyebrows in a daze, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.

His heart throbbed like crazy, his cheeks were slightly hot, he swallowed his saliva, Yan You didn't open his eyes, he didn't dare to look at him again, his hands were sweating, and he unconsciously tightened the hem of his clothes.

Mo raised his eyebrows deeply, taking in her expression: "Huh? He was a little uncontrollably desperate to know her answer.

"Miss, Mr. Mo, my lord asked me to inform you that you can have dinner." The maid's timely appearance broke this embarrassment.

Yan You got up, bowed his head, and suddenly stammered: "I.. I know. With that, he fled out of the garden.

Mo Yishen sat there without moving, looking at her escaping figure, pursing her lips, without any expression.

The hands in his trouser pockets were constantly dripping with sweat, and only he knew how nervous he was just now.

At the dining table, Yan You lowered his head and slammed the rice, not daring to touch Mo Yishen's eyes.

Yan Munian looked at her weird appearance, just when she didn't come out of the pain of falling out of love, it was commonplace, but he didn't know what Yan You thought.

Mo Shiyu naturally heard about Yan You, and through this meal, he began to plan the idea in his heart again, and his loving eyes turned to Yan You, and said with a smile: "Youyou, come to Uncle Mo's house for a meal another day, I haven't been here for a long time, Uncle Mo misses you strangely." ”

Yan You blushed, nodded obediently, and said playfully: "Okay, I'll go to your house another day to eat, don't think I can eat." ”

Mo Shiyan laughed loudly: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, it's too late for Uncle Mo to like you, how can you dislike it, eat more." As he spoke, Chaomo gave a deep look.

Mo Yishen raised his eyes, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Yan You: "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan You couldn't help but spray rice, 'cough.. cough..'

Yan Jue frowned, looked at Yan You's gaffe with disdain, and teased: "Sister, just go for a meal, you don't need to be so excited." ”

Yan You choked, and secretly glared at Yan Jue, stinky boy, do you have itchy skin?

Yan Jue raised his eyebrows, yo, still arrogant!

Yan Munian said helplessly: "You kid, why are you in such a hurry to eat?" And no one is robbing you. ”

Yan You is ashamed, I was scared by someone's words, okay!

"Then it's decided, Yishen, you will pick up Youyou tomorrow." Mo Shiwei took the opportunity to finalize the dinner, and did not give Yanyou a chance to resist.

Mo hummed in a deep and faint voice.

If you want to cry without tears, can I not go?

After dinner, Yan Munian and Mo Shiwei went to the study.

Mo Yishen sat on the sofa in the living room, crossed legs, flipping through the financial news in the newspaper.

Yan Jue was begged by Yan You to sit on the sofa next to him with his eyes, nibbled on the apple, and pointed at Yan You angrily: "Sister, you go and pour me a glass of juice." ”

Looking at Yan Jue's arrogant appearance, the corners of Yan You's mouth twitched: Stinky boy, what did you say?

Yan Jue communicated with her with his eyes: If you don't go, if you don't go, I'll leave, and I won't accompany you. Then put down his legs and walk away at any time.

Yan You suddenly became angry, and ran to bring a glass of juice back.

"Come, Second Young Master, your juice."

Yan Jue nodded, and pulled a napkin from the coffee table and gave it to her: "Here, your tip." ”

Yan You stretched out his hand to take it, his face was white and red, and he was uncomfortable.

Yan Jue looked at her unpredictable face with satisfaction, took a sip of juice, felt wrong, and squirted out the juice in his mouth with a 'whoosh'.