Rebirth of the perfect male god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 33 Returning to China (2)
"Baby, are you coaxing me?" Mo Yue felt the movement of the baby with some dumbfounding.

"Of course, as a witty doll who has lived for so long, she should enlighten her when her sister is in trouble." Doll thinks all this is justified.

lived so long?Looking at the appearance of the doll, Little Lolita, I immediately felt that she was a "living myth".

The next day, Mo Yue was ready to return home with Song Xiaohu.

At the airport, "Yue, don't you want to play for a few more days?" Damon looked at Mo Yue reluctantly.

"No, Damon, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I have to rush back to accompany my mother."

Dai Meng also knew the situation of Mo Yue's family, so he had no choice but to say: "After that month, you should come to see me often when you are free, and you can also bring Mo's mother with you."

Mo Yue nodded, and after hearing the prompt on the radio, she said goodbye to Damon Kevin, and took Song Xiaohu, who was still holding a notebook carefully, onto the plane.

On the plane, Mo Yue looked at Song Xiaohu who was still in a daze, and couldn't help but pat him on the head.

"Moyue, you hit me on the head again, you'll be stupid!" Song Xiaohu covered his head with one hand, and tightly held the notebook in his hand with the other.

"Really promising." Mo Yue scanned the notebook in Song Xiaohu's hand.

"I, I'm just in case, this is Damon Flott's signature, and it's something that money can't buy outside! If I lose it, how can I explain to my mother!"

"It's just a signature. If you lose it, you lose it." Mo Yue really couldn't understand Song Xiaohu's heart.

"What do you mean by losing it? You can't lose it. With this, my mother will be happy. When she is happy, I want everything!"

Well, the point is here, Mo Yue was speechless for a while.

When I got home, I saw that everything was still so cozy in the hut, and my heart felt warm.

After tidying up the clothes bought from Country M and given by Damon, Mo Yue went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

After Mo Yilian came home from get off work, she looked at the bright light in the house, thought that a thief had entered the house, picked up her bag, and approached the source of the sound carefully, but saw the little person who had been thinking about her all the time appear in front of her eyes, so she couldn't help but let go bag in hand.

"Boom!"

When Mo Yue heard the noise behind her, she turned her head quickly, and found her mother standing at the door in a daze, with a bag on the ground, so she smiled and said, "Mom, are you so happy to see me?"

"Smelly girl, I don't know how to make a phone call before I come back, so I can come back early."

Mo Yue put down the spatula in her hand, stepped forward and hugged Mo Yilian's arm, "Aren't I afraid of your hard work?"

"How grown up, you still act like a baby." Mo Yilian patted Mo Yue's hand, enjoying her rare act of acting like a baby.

"No matter how old she is, she's your daughter, isn't she?"

Mo Yilian pinched Mo Yue's nose, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, my precious daughter, can I eat?"

"Okay, I promise you to sit and wait at the table."

Mo Yilian smiled and cursed, "Not serious." Then she turned her head and walked out of the kitchen.

After eating, Mo Yue dragged Mo Yilian to the room and brought her the clothes she bought.

"Yueyue, isn't that a little too much?" Mo Yilian said, looking at the clothes on the ground that could be called "hill piles".

"Mom, where are you? You don't usually buy clothes, and it's almost the Spring Festival. This time, I rarely travel abroad and earn a lot of money. You can wear them with confidence. Your daughter and I are expected to make a lot of money." " Mo Yue patted her chest and said arrogantly.

Mo Yilian looked at the sensible Mo Yue in front of her, and felt comforted in her heart, but seeing the face that looked more and more like that person, she couldn't help feeling a little worried.

(End of this chapter)