Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Master Mo is looking down at the photos that Bo Qiuhe sent him. He thought the photos insisted that the boy didn't know, but he knew, but he still refused to separate from Ning Wanxing.

What does Ning Wanxing pour into Zhiyan?!

These photos, Mr. Mo found someone to do a comparative investigation the first time he received them, and confirmed that they were not taken by PS, but by mobile phone!

Seeing the identification result, the angry old man almost smashed the new mobile phone again.

"How are you, grandfather?" Bo Qiuhe's gentle voice came over again, "you must not be angry. It's really not worth being angry..."

Ear is thin autumn lotus warm voice whisper, understanding, mo old son returned to God, way, "autumn lotus ah, you also to Y country?"

"Yes, grandfather." Bo Qiuhe is very clever, "the plane at noon yesterday."

"Come home for dinner tonight, and by the way, help my grandfather persuade me. You are all peers. There must be a lot of topics to talk about..."

The meaning that mo old son matchs up has been very obvious, thin autumn lotus a face blush of point to nod, "good, grandfather, I now clean up the past."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Qiuhe felt very comfortable. He threw his mobile phone to the bed, opened the wardrobe and began to choose clothes.

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Mohist, bedroom on the second floor.

Mo insisted that he was sitting on the sofa, not knowing what he was thinking.

The locked door was suddenly opened, and master Mo came in with a bottle of red wine and two goblets in his hand.

Mo insisted and looked up lazily.

"Son of a bitch." Mr. Mo sat down on the opposite side of Mo's insistence, "do you have a clear idea?"

"If you come to me, grandfather, you still want me to break up with Ning Wanxing, I advise you to save your time." Mo insisted that his hands were behind his head.

Mr. Mo surprisingly didn't publish. Instead, he poured the wine and pushed one of the glasses to Mr. mo. he insisted, "can you tell Grandpa what's good about her?"

"From hair to toes, it's all right!" Mo insisted on the unruly answer.

"In our family, do you think it's realistic to be with such a girl?"

Mo insisted with disdain, "grandfather, can you keep pace with the times? What's the age of this? "

"Yes, yes." Mr. Mo waved his hand and lifted his glass. "I won't argue about this for you first. Let's talk about something else first. Don't be so tit for tat every time we meet. I'm your grandfather. I'm your enemy!"

Mo insisted on sitting up straight, also took up the glass, drank a mouthful of wine.

"You are still young, love this kind of thing, originally is changeable, today you love her life and death, until really separated, maybe not a year and a half, you fall in love with others again, and then continue to love the magnificent." Mr. Mo also took a sip of wine. "Tomorrow is your aunt's wedding. There will be many celebrities. Maybe you will fall in love with one at first sight, and then..."

"No way!" Mo insisted on saying that he didn't even want to interrupt Mo's words, "I said, I just want to stay late!"

"As long as it's better to be late?" Master Mo said with a smile, "you are 20 this year, aren't you? In country y, you have already reached the age of legal marriage. "