Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 610
"Well, very good! As expected of the king's son!" Mo Tingye nodded in satisfaction, then bent down and hugged Mo Zhihan, saying: "Han'er, let's not disturb your brother's practice, let's go, today It's New Year's Eve, daddy will take you to the street, don't you want to eat Liu Ji's rock sugar snowball, daddy will take you to buy it!"

Mo Zhihan was about to go crazy with joy in an instant, and clapped his hands and said: "Okay, okay! I knew that Daddy treats Han'er the best!" He said, "Hey!" He kissed his daddy on the face, and he didn't forget it before going out. He grimaced at his sad-faced brother.

In the cold wind, Mo Zhinan continued to walk alone with his porcelain bowl on his back...

After dinner, Mo Zhinan uncharacteristically proposed to go back to his room to review his homework, saying that he had missed too much homework in the past six months, and he was afraid that Mr. Cheng would talk about it after the new year.

Nangong Qianmo doesn't believe his words. She thinks that her son's virtue is very clear. Let alone half a year, even a year. With this kid's brain, he can make up for it in seven or eight days at most. I have come back, so there is no such thing as a lack of homework.

Furthermore, ever since Mo Zhinan was enlightened, she never felt that he was afraid of Cheng Nan, on the contrary, Cheng Nan, a well-endowed Minister of the Ministry of Finance who is full of knowledge and strategy, is always so angry that he jumps his feet and loses all manners...

Putting down the chopsticks, Nangong Qianmo leaned back on the chair, folded his hands on his chest, glanced at someone coolly, and said calmly, "Tell me, what messed-up tasks have you assigned Nan'er again?"

At this moment, Mo Zhihan suddenly wrinkled his face, and said seriously: "Oh, I have to urge my brother to study hard, father, mother, I have eaten too, let's go first! "

Nangong Qianmo raised his eyebrows and remained silent, but the smile on his lips grew stronger. This dead girl Mo Zhihan is simply a typical student-weary person. She's going to urge Mo Zhinan to study?What about cheating ghosts?

Mo Tingye's scalp became numb from her gaze, and he coughed lightly and said, "Mo'er, you really wronged me this time, I really didn't give that kid homework! I'll take Han'er this afternoon. I'm out shopping, so I don't have time to talk to him!"

"Are you sure?" Nangong Qianmo looked at him suspiciously.

It's not that she is suspicious, it's that the father and son are really not worry-free, the two seem to be born at odds, either the father trips up the son, or the son plays tricks on the father, 360 a year God, she would be thankful if their father and father could rest for fifteen days!
Mo Tingye immediately turned serious, and said righteously: "Of course I'm sure! That's my son too, I must be heartbroken, and I'm not willing to torment him!" That sure look almost made an oath.

Nangong Qianmo pursed her lips and remained silent. Frankly speaking, she didn't believe a single word of what he said, but since he didn't want to say it, she put it aside for the time being. Urine sex will definitely not cooperate obediently. At the moment, the cat is probably thinking about what to do next in the room. She just waits and sees!
Seeing that her expression seemed to loosen, Mo Tingye finally couldn't hold back, and asked a question that he had struggled with for several days: "Mo'er, he's 23 today, that guy named Mu won't be planning to celebrate the New Year in Long Ye Bar?"

"That's my elder brother, why did you say 'the guy surnamed Mu'?" Nangong Qianmo gave him an annoyed look, and said, "Besides, it takes ten years to get to Donghai from Longye. It's been half a month, is it possible that you plan to let people celebrate the New Year on the road?"

When Mo Tingye heard this, his face immediately fell down, and he said with an unhappy face: "At most, he must go after the fifth day!" This is already his biggest concession. I want to coax people away overnight!In short, every day Mu Xin stays in Long Ye, he can't sleep well!
The corners of Nangong Qianmo's mouth twitched, and he said with a straight face: "Mo Tingye, you are almost done, don't go too far! Have you ever seen someone kick people out on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year? Besides, senior brother lives in the Zuiqing Building , and you’re not in the mansion, why is it blocking your eyes?”

"As soon as I think of him being in Long Ye, I get angry! I don't care, anyway, I'll leave it alone, he has to leave after the fifth day of the new year!" Seeing that she couldn't make sense, Mo Tingye simply started to act violently. unreasonable.

Nangong Qianmo was too lazy to argue with him, she stood up and said, "We will discuss this matter later."

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"Squeak!" There was a sound of the door, Mo Zhinan's door was pushed open, and a small head popped out, with a flattering smile on his face, Mo Zhihan called out in a sweet voice: "Brother?"

Mo Zhinan was lying on the desk and immersed himself in copying "General History", when he heard the voice, he said coldly without raising his head: "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, I'm here to bring you delicious food!" Mo Zhihan walked in with a shy smile on his face, took out a big package from behind, and threw it on the table with a "huh huh!" Let it go, please say: "Here, it's all your favorite food, but they specially reserved a portion for you!"

"Hey, hey, hey! You ruined the "General History" I just copied!" Mo Zhinan hurriedly took the package away, but unfortunately, the rice paper was stained with ink marks...

Sitting weakly on the chair, Mo Zhinan crossed his arms and stared at her like a little adult: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Mo Zhihan put a stern face on his face, put his hips on his hips and said, "Brother, what are you talking about, why can't you come and see my dearest brother if you have nothing to do?"

Mo Zhinan didn't speak, just looked at her so quietly, finally Mo Zhihan couldn't hold back anymore, he hesitated and said: "There is such a small, small thing..." As he spoke And stretched out a little finger.

"I accidentally scratched the screen that Aunt Nishang gave to my mother this afternoon..." Mo Zhihan grabbed the corner of his clothes, his voice was muffled like a mosquito.

The corner of Mo Zhinan's mouth twitched, he gave her a hard look, jumped off the chair, pointed at her forehead and said, "Mother doesn't know how to embroider, you don't know how precious she is, the screen that Aunt Nishang gave you ah!"

"I know, I know, but I was not careful..." Mo Zhihan weakly defended himself.

"Brother, brother?" Mo Zhihan tugged at his sleeve.

Mo Zhinan looked disgusted: "Don't call me brother, I don't have such a carefree sister like you!"

Mo Zhihan pursed his mouth, looked at him with tears in his eyes, choked up and said, "But, but I really didn't do it on purpose..." As he spoke, he sniffled.

Seeing that she was about to drop golden beans, Mo Zhinan frowned into a bun: "It's alright, alright, don't cry, I'll find a way for you!"

"Really?" Mo Zhihan's face was clouded with rain, and he stepped forward to hug him: "Well, brother, you are so kind to me! Thank you brother!"

A few black lines slid down Mo Zhinan's forehead, and said coldly, "I can help you find a way, but I have one condition." As he spoke, a malicious gleam flashed in Mo Zhinan's eyes.

　Outside the nickname and outside the nickname—the battle of wits and courage between King Xuan and his son is about to begin! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)