The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 561 Little Brother, Don't Go

in the cafeteria.

Mo Ran ordered the food and called Jun Moli to sit down.

As soon as Jun Moli walked over, before he had time to sit down, the girls on the side rushed forward excitedly, occupying all the empty seats around Moran.

"Brother, can I sit next to you?"

On the side, a girl looked at Mo Ran shyly, her face flushed.

Mo Ran glanced at her indifferently, and said lightly: "Even if I disagree, you have already sat down."

"..."

Mo Ran's words made the girl choke so hard that she couldn't even utter a word.

She coughed in embarrassment, and her face became even more crimson.

Jun Moli stood aside, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

She turned around and looked around, and found a seat to sit down again.

Seeing that she was sitting in another seat, Mo Ran picked up the plate and stood up without thinking about it.

"Little brother, where are you going?"

"Little brother, don't go."

"You have occupied the position of my fiancée, so I will naturally go to comfort her, so as not to make her jealous."

The corners of the mouth were raised slightly, and there was a hint of evil charm between the ink-ran brows.

The girls looked at his smile and were fascinated.

When they came back to their senses again, Mo Ran had already left with the plate, and he came to sit beside Jun Moli without haste.

"Jun Moli is truly blessed to have such a good-looking and devoted fiancé."

"Yeah, I really envy her to death."

"She was betrayed by her ex-fiancé and her own sister before, but now she knows such a good-looking fiancé. Is this what people often say, it's a blessing in disguise?"

As they said that, the girls turned their heads and looked aside, only to see Mu Zicai also looking at Jun Moli and the others with a complicated expression on his face.

"Jun Moli is really lucky. He lost a not-so-good ex-fiancé, but gained the love of his little brother."

"If I were Jun Moli, I would probably wake up laughing from my dreams."

Hearing their discussion, the corners of Jun Moli's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked up at Mo Ran.

However, she just raised her head and met Mo Ran's eyes.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his coquettish purple eyes looked at her with a smile that was not a smile: "Xiao Li'er, I didn't expect you to be a famous figure among the students here, and so many people envy you."

"..."

"But that's right, who made you so good, and you have an even better and handsome fiancé."

As he spoke, the loneliness at the corners of Mo Ran's mouth became bigger, and his coquettish purple eyes were filled with a smile.

Jun Moli glanced at him. She wanted to say that she didn't expect Mo Ran to be so charming, but when she saw his narcissistic appearance, she swallowed back the words.

Mo Ran is already narcissistic enough, if she said that sentence again, he would probably be so proud.

Just as Jun Moli was thinking, a familiar voice suddenly came from beside his ear: "Ah Li, can I sit here?"

Hearing the voice, Jun Moli raised his eyes and glanced at the visitor.

The corners of Mu Ziqin's lips were slightly raised, and he looked at her with a smile.

Jun Moli only glanced at it, then looked away: "I didn't put a silver needle on the seat, so don't ask me where you want to sit."

What Jun Moli said was straightforward.

Mu Ziqin's body was slightly stiff, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Turning his eyes to look around, he found that everyone was looking at him. He pretended not to know, and sat down next to Jun Moli.

(End of this chapter)