Don't run away

Chapter 13 Crossing the Mary Sue Campus Essay 12
But having said that, Mary Suwen's path in this article is that all high-quality men are unconditionally attracted by Qian Baihe's pure heart.

Mo Qingxi himself can accept that he enjoys the same woman with so many men.

However, no one in the family or outsiders would accept this.

When things come to light, it will be their unlucky time.

Mo Qingyu would not be in a hurry now.

However, that Qianbaihe is really... Obviously Xiao Liu gave her 100 yuan, and she accepted it as it should be, but she still walked back.

I really don't know what she was thinking.

When something happened, she just kept crying and relied on others to misunderstand her. If she hadn't said anything just now, she would probably be accused of slapping Qian Baihe, and Mo Qingxi would put her on her body.

"Tears are like glass, love dreams, lotus tears, Bingya tears fall into the ice purple butterfly dream, Shangxin Yingyu Bingling Yidie Mengru, let's eat a piece of ribs!"

Mo Qingyan sandwiched a piece of ribs and put them on Mo Qingyu's plate.

This is the time, Mo Qingyu really couldn't bear it anymore.

She slowly put down the chopsticks, and all the people looked at her actions, stopped eating for a moment, and looked at her with eyes like torches.

"I don't want to be called that name anymore."

Mo Qingyu has a bitter face. If she came to this world, she has never encountered other sufferings. Only this tear is like a glass of love dream. Lotus tears. Yu Bingling Yidie Mengru's name gave her [-] points of damage.

"Honey, do you envy... your cousin?"

Mrs. Mo put on a smile of a well-known daughter, Mo Ruomu, and looked at Mo Qingyu.

Mo Yinghao and Mo Qingyan also looked at her with admiration.

"Cousin what??"

Mo Qingyu couldn't help roaring in her heart, what the hell is the cousin, there is no such plot!

"Ya Ya, she has seven days a week, and she wears a dress of the same color every day, red orange yellow green blue white purple. Every day has a name, Monday is called Yalan Bingxuemeng, Tuesday is called Cherry Blossom Tearsdrop Bingxin..."

Listening to Mrs. Mo's precious words, Mo Qingyu seemed very proud.

Mary Sue's feelings are so fucking hereditary.

"Baby, what do you want to be called, the three of us will get you a nice one, and beat your cousin."

Madam Mo had a triumphant smile on her lips.

Mo Yinghao put down the red wine in his hand, there was a faint halo in his eyes.

"I think my baby Monday can be called Bingjing Lianxue."

"Husband, you are great, this one matches my baby well!"

Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Yinghao admiringly, and Mo Yinghao raised his red wine glass with a little complacency, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Tuesday could be called Purple Snow Lisa Viana."

Mo Qingyan also looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs on the plate, and spoke very poetically.

"This name is very suitable for the temperament of the little girl."

After all, I added another comment.

"I think Wednesday could be called..."

The family of three happily talked about Mo Qingyu's name seven days a week.

Mo Qingyu vomited blood... If this was the case, she would choose to die! !
"Mom, Dad, don't bother me, I think Mo Qingyu is fine, I should call him Mo Qingyu! Really!!"

(End of this chapter)