Cool and handsome girls' vests

Chapter 370 Make a Little Nephew

Ling Aoxun on the side also nodded: "I didn't expect that either, no wonder at that time, when I saw Mo Zijun for the first time, I thought he was a bit familiar."

The two of them still look alike, but usually, it is difficult to connect the two of them.

The others didn't know Mo Chuyun very well, so they didn't make a sound.

After eating the cake, it was only after eight o'clock, but everyone didn't stay any longer, and went back to their respective homes.

The only variable present was that Bai Yichen was taken back by his father.

As for why, everyone understands.

Mo Xi said a few more words to Yue Yeting, and left with Quan Hao.

As soon as he got out of the car at the gate of Mingyuan, Quan Hao's cell phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it, and slightly frowned, but his expression was still dull.

He unhurriedly set his eyes on Mo Xi and motioned her to go first.

Mo Xi lowered her eyebrows, glanced at the lit mobile phone in his hand, and walked in without saying a word.

Inside, Artemisia Yi and Mo Qi have returned.

Mo Qi was packing those presents for her, when he heard the voice, he guessed it was her, and said without even turning his head: "I brought all the things back for you, where are you going to put them?"

"There is a utility room on the first floor." Mo Xi said, then walked to an empty sofa and sat down.

She leaned back on the sofa with one leg resting on the corner of the table in front of her. Without looking at him, she took out her mobile phone unhurriedly.

Mo Qi didn't reply immediately, he casually took out several golden strips from a bag, weighed them in his hand, then turned to look at her, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"..."

Mo Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, wondering if she had been caught by the flash, she glanced at the bag, and still had the impression that Mo Chuyun had given it to her.

She pursed her lips slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "Go and change it into money."

"Design," Mo Qi answered her, stuffed the gold into the bag again, and put it aside alone.

Then, he picked up a bag again, this time, it was a few real estate certificates in bright red.

Mo Qi clicked his tongue, opened it to take a look, and then unconsciously clicked again: "The price is nine figures, and it's still in the utility room?"

"..."

Mo Xi narrowed his eyes again, but glanced at the bag he picked up again with no expression on his face: "Whose is it?"

"It seems that Mr. Meng and the others brought them here." Mo Qigang has been helping Yue Yeting organize these things, but he still has a little impression of who sent them.

Mo Xi said "Yes" with a flat expression: "Let's go with Gold."

This time, Mo Qi didn't make a sound, only raised his hand and waved it, which was regarded as a response to her.

Then, came the third bag.

This time, it was simple and rude, just a bank card with a note saying "the last six digits of the card number" on it.

"Mr. Quan." Mo Qi spoke before her.

Mo Xi still had a calm expression on his face, without saying a word, he just stretched out a hand.

"You can make a lot of money by celebrating your birthday," Yi Zhihao watched as she took the bank card handed over by Mo Qi, and finally couldn't hold back his jokes.

Mo Xi held the card in his hand, turned it around twice in his hand, and then put it in his pocket: "It's okay."

As soon as the words were finished, there was movement from the door, and Quan Hao, who was answering the phone outside the door, walked in.

He was followed by two people -- Quan Guang and Quan Yu.

Quan Guang and Quan Yu seemed to be in a bad mood, with angry expressions on their faces.

Quan Hao's face remained expressionless as usual, he walked slowly and sat down beside Mo Xi.

He glanced at the pushing thing calmly, and then at the girl sitting beside him. Seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, he asked her slowly, "Do you like the gift?"

"Ah," Mo Xi also glanced at him, her pretty little face was a little frivolous, and there was a slight smile on her slightly raised brows, "It's okay."

Seeing the expression on her face, Quan Hao knew what those people were sending.

He leaned back in the chair, looked sideways at her, and then smiled: "No, why do you want so much money?"

As far as her original assets are concerned, few people in this world can surpass them.

Now add his, let alone.

He really wanted to know what she wanted so much money for.

"I know that!" Mo Qi raised her hand very actively to answer: "She said when she was a child that she should work hard to make money and raise a baby."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xi kicked him.

As usual, Mo Qi dodged very quickly: "Don't deny it, you really talked like that when you were young, and Brother Chu Yun, Brother Ze and Xiao Xing are brothers, Shen Li."

Seeing that he was going on endlessly, Mo Xi kicked him over again.

This time, she was more serious and put her foot on his chest.

"Uh..." Mo Qi covered his chest, and looked at her with a wrinkled face: "Are you serious?"

Mo Xi naturally knew how much force he was exerting on the soles of his feet, so he wouldn't have suffered from such pain in the first place.

She looked at his pretending, and gave him a fierce look, but didn't speak.

After turning his gaze back, he clearly noticed a change in the mood of the master next to him.

She glanced at Quan Hao unnaturally, and coughed softly: "There is no such thing."

In Quan Hao's eyes, she seemed to be more guilty.

"Well," he nodded, the expression on his face remained unchanged, one hand was carelessly pinching the fingertips of the other hand, his eyes looked at her without moving for a moment and he asked, "Are you sleepy?"

The tone was still the same as usual, loose and rambunctious, but in it, there was a little difference from the past.

As for Mo Xi, he managed to detect a dangerous ray of light from his pair of dark eyes that were as deep as a secluded pool.

Mo Xi: "..."

She didn't speak, and went upstairs.

Seeing this, Quan Hao raised his heels and went up.

The remaining four people in the hall looked at their figures with different thoughts.

Mo Qi was rubbing his chin, smiling like an aunt, he turned his head to look at Yi Zhihao: "Tell me, will the two of them make me a little nephew or niece tonight?"

Artemisia Yi: "..."

He shrugged and held out his hands to him.

He doesn't know if there are little nephews and nieces, but it may be true that Mo Xi is having a hard time tonight.

On the other hand, Quan Guang and Quan Yu looked at their master's figure and sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, a hero is saddened by a beauty.

The big orders Deng Tezhu looked at were robbed by Jiang Xujia, that dog thief again, without blinking his eyes.

(End of this chapter)