If they had known each other, Alina would have recognized her as a friend......

An Ge unscrewed the lid of a bottle of mineral water, took two sips, and looked at the rifle on the table, his fingers still feeling the weight on it......

Quan Mo, the first step, I did it for you.

Next, it's up to you.

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Back at the Thai-style spire villa, Angel Ge stood under a row of coconut trees, took a deep breath and walked inside.

Pushing open the door and entering, An Ge glanced around, only a few servants were cleaning.

An Ge walked in again, gently pushed open the door of a room, and looked inside.

I saw a long figure sitting in front of a white grand piano, with a straight back, and beside him was a small figure, sitting there with a black and white keyboard that could not be touched.

It's the right to ink and twelve.

An Ge thought that Quan Mo was teaching his son to play the piano, but after hearing the dialogue, he realized that it was not.

"Sit up straight." Kwon Mo's voice was serious and cold.

“……”

"Who would sit so ugly and have a straight back like you." Kwon Mo pushed him on the back and told him to sit up straight.

“……”

Twelve sat there, a pretty little face tensed tightly, and he didn't have much expression when he was pushed by Quan Mo, but he was obviously nervous, and sat up straight obediently.

"Sit down again." Kwon Mo Dao.

"......" Twelve straightened up.

An Ge looked at this picture and was a little speechless, is such a young child going to start teaching sitting posture? Quan Mo was not so strict with An Xia.

"Call Daddy." Quan Mo said solemnly.

Twelve sat up straight, and spoke clearly, "Daddy." ”

"What's your name?" Quan Mo asked.

"Twelve." Twelve: This answer is very fast.

"What's your dad's name?" Quan Mo asked while checking his sitting posture, his voice was cold, making people feel cold for no reason.

“……”

Twelve blinked, but didn't speak.

"Quan Mo." Quan Mo said word by word, teaching him to remember, "Say it again." ”

"Quan Mo."

Twelve is a quick learner.

"What is Kwon Mo's mobile phone number?"

“……”

Twelve was completely stupid.

An Ge finally couldn't stand it, and hurriedly walked forward to speak for his son, "How old is he, you let him remember his mobile phone number......"

It's too hard for a strong man.

"If my son can't even remember his mobile phone number, he deserves to be abducted in the future."

Quan Mo said indifferently, his black eyes turned to Twelve, and he coldly wanted to continue teaching.

An Ge hurriedly called the maid to take Twelve down to play, she sat down in front of the piano in the opposite direction of Quan Mo, "Twelve is a little taller, but the age is there, such a young child let him play more by nature, why force him to play more." Besides, you weren't so strict with Xiao Anxia. ”

"Xiao Anxia doesn't have my genes." Quan Mo said coldly, a little unhappy that she let Twelve take away.

"Oh......" An Ge stretched out his voice, leaned back, leaned on the piano, and stared at his handsome face, "You still said that you treat Xiao Anxia as your own, but it turns out that you are just talking." ”

"I treat her as my own."

"Cut ......" An Ge didn't believe it.

"However, I took her genes as if they were all inherited from you." Quan Mo glanced down at her, his eyes were cold, "So I don't need Xiao Anxia to learn anything, it's difficult for a strong man." ”

“……”

Well......

Well?!

An Ge was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, "Hey, Director Quan Mo, are you scolding me for being stupid?" ”