Ace School Grass Limited Love

Chapter 11 The Childish Master Mo

After Grandpa drove the cool sports car to the villa, the car just stopped. Yan Yuner pouted her cute little mouth and got out of the car domineeringly, then slammed the door and went to the living room and sat on the sofa with her buttocks.

The sandbag fell heavily on the sofa.

Such a sturdy movement stunned the Sir.

The nobleman kicked Master Mo to show him to get off the car, then he slipped to Yan Yuner's side and hugged Yan Yuner's small shoulders.

"Little sweetheart Yun'er, don't be angry la la la~ Master is reluctant to let you live in the school dormitory." Sir, there are many reasons for Yan Yuner to live here in his mind.

Thanks to him thinking about how to coax little sweetheart well, the bastard Mo Yeche is fine.All the way up and down wechat pick up girls!
"I'd rather go to school to live than live here and be squeezed by you!"

"Squeeze? Who squeezed you?"

His lord was at a loss as to what she meant by this.

Yan Yun'er's hateful eyes stared at someone at the left foot, and a sharp gaze appeared from her body under her eyelids.

Lord Jue looked in the direction of Yan Yuner's hostile eyes.

He suddenly understood who Little Sweetheart was talking about.

"Ye, you bastard! You bully even women—" After speaking, Mu Sijue grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it at Mo Yeche fiercely.

Mo Yeche raised his head at such a good time to wink at Yan Yuner.

Who knows, he is just about to start throwing it.

Sir, he threw a pillow over his head, and it just hit his handsome face.

Mo Yeche grabbed the pillow and took it off, and said as if something had happened. "What happened? Jue, how did I offend you?"

Picking up girls in this world is also getting in the way?

Sitting without talking is getting in the way?

This is not scientific!
The lord decided, like Mo Yeche, a guy who is full of shit all day long - it is better to take care of a dog than him - he decided to ignore the lord and continue to coax the little sweetheart -

Yan Yun'er couldn't deny that seeing a pillow flying towards him had put an end to the matter of Sir Sir's cheating.But there was no expression on his face, but a sneer with pursed lips at the corner of his mouth.

"Little sweetheart, let's ignore him. You just stay--" The nobleman tugged at the corner of Yan Yuner's clothes playfully, and buried his head on her fragrant shoulder coquettishly.

Mu Sijue was whimpering in her arms, making Yan Yuner's whole body goosebumps.

She finally believed in what their teacher often said: In this century, men and women are formatted and women are formatted as men.

"Don't pull, don't pull, you can stay if you want me - I have conditions!" Yan Yun'er hugged her domineering outer hands on her chest with an anti-client look.

"You say—" Mu Sijue readily agreed.

"First, I'm hungry now. I want fried rice—second, I drink milk tea every day. I want milk tea—"

The two conditions Yan Yun'er offered are very simple, but who can do it——

"No problem, this matter will be covered by the Sir—" At some point, Mo Yeche quietly came to the two of them and got stuck between them.

The malicious smile on Master Mo's face.

Sir Alex had black lines all over his face.

Yun'er was astonished.

"I'm going to your grandma's night, one person is the same. I gave my milk tea to my little sweetheart today. Little sweetheart wants to eat fried rice now - you, must, must, go, get, give, small, sweet, heart, eat ——" Sir, his eyes widened, he said word by word.

Master Mo flicked his proud hair in shock. "I gave it to my little sweetheart to drink! It's you who went to fry the rice!"

"Jim-guessing decision - paralyzed -"

I don't know who said these words suddenly, the remote control in Yan Yun'er's hand almost slipped off.

The corners of his mouth twitched, what are these two doing!

Isn't it just fried rice? As for the guessing game, is it decided?As for?
(End of this chapter)