Chapter 179: Are You Hand Crippled?

Mo Hancheng was a little busy at noon today, so he didn't come to pick up Yanzhuo in person.

The driver who arranged to pick up Yan Zhuo obviously didn't know the relationship between Mo Wei'an and Mo Hancheng in reality.

Mo Wei'an followed Yan Zhuo into the car, and the moment he took off his mask, the driver saw it through the endoscope with a surprised expression.

"You...... Are you Morvian? Is that the star Morvian? ”

When Mo Wei'an heard this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and he teased the scattered pink hair on his forehead in a super angry manner: "That's right, it's me." ”

Today, the security guard didn't know him, and the student who accused him of climbing over the wall didn't know him, and he thought he was out of luck.

Now my mind is instantly balanced.

The driver was really a little excited, because his wife was a "mother fan" of Mo Wei'an.

"Morvian! I...... I'm your mom fan! ”

In a word, the space in the carriage instantly froze.

Mo Wei'an's expression stiffened for a moment, and then he pulled the corners of his lips far-fetched: "Yes...... Is it? ”

Only then did the driver realize that he had made a mistake, and quickly changed his words: "No, no, no!" I mean, my wife is your mom fan! ”

Morvian: "......"

That means, are you my dad fan?

Want to hit someone......

In the end, the driver Mo Wei'an asked for an autograph, and asked for consent, took a photo with his mobile phone, and Yan Zhuo entered half of his face because of the relationship next to him.

After arriving home, Yuan's mother had already prepared lunch.

As soon as he opened the door, there was a fragrance, and Mo Wei'an was even more excited than Yan Zhuo, and rushed in as soon as the door opened.

"Oh my God! Yuan's mother's cooking! ”

Yuan's mother has always followed Mo Hancheng's side, and Mo Wei'an has eaten Yuan's mother's cooking a few times, and she has not forgotten it for a long time.

Mother Yuan saw Mo Wei'an and smiled: "Young Master Wei'an, I know you're here, so I made a few of your favorite dishes." ”

Mo Wei'an sat down at the table excitedly: "Mother Yuan is the best!" ”

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo also leaned over: "Mother Yuan, is there mine?" ”

"Of course."

Mo Hancheng returned home, and the moment he opened the door, he heard the sound of chattering, which was even more lively than when the little monster was at home.

Mo Wei'an's angry voice sounded in the living room: "Brother, are you joking?!" Ahead are enemy towers! Why are you stupid down there and let it hit?! ”

"Are you handicap?!"

"I can't have a good time! I've never met anything like you! ”

After saying so much, Yan Zhuo finally spoke: "Aren't you meeting it now?" ”

Mo Wei'an, who was still chattering, was instantly blocked and had nothing to say.

This face is also thick enough........

The two teenagers sat cross-legged side by side on the sofa, shoulder to shoulder, Mo Wei'an saw that Yan Zhuo was going to die again, and hurriedly took his shoulder and pushed the person next to him: "Brake!" Brake! Go again and you'll be dead again! ”

Yan Zhuo obediently operated the game character back, but it was still too late and was beaten to death by the local group.

Mo Wei'an looked devastated: "Didn't I tell you to stop chasing the brakes?!" Why are you still dead? ”

Yan Zhuo was very innocent: "I didn't chase them anymore, it was they who turned back to chase me, and I died....."

Mo Wei'an's face was loveless: "You retreat, you are really not suitable for this game......."

Yan Zhuo pursed her lips, a little unhappy, she also knew that she was very good at playing games, but she was bluntly pointed out, and she was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"No fun." Yan Zhuo's leg kicked, and the phone was thrown to the side.

When Mo Wei'an heard this, his neck stiffened, and then he realized that he was talking too much, and he couldn't play the game well, which really hurt a boy's self-esteem.

"I ......"

As soon as Mo Wei'an spoke, he was interrupted by the surprised voice of the person next to him.

"Momo!"

Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Hancheng who opened the door and came in, he didn't wear any shoes, he rushed over excitedly, opened his arms, and gave Mo Hancheng a koala-style hug as usual.

Mo Wei'an's expression on the sofa was dull, it was over, he actually scolded his "little sister-in-law" in front of his brother.

He could already predict how miserable his death would be.....