President Daddy is super strong

The old place in moyanjue's mouth is his private club with thick and light colors.

Not as bustling as other clubs.

It's very quiet here. You can hear the sound of the water on the bridge when you enter, and it's full of light tea fragrance.

But the arrival of Yang Yilin is naturally different. He has heard the whistle of dangerlang before seeing anyone.

Then the door of the teahouse did not open. Yang Yilin, dressed as a beggar, came in with a big stab.

Cross legged sitting on tatami, smiling at the slowly tasting moyanjue.

"Rare, sir, how do you remember to get together with our brothers today?"

Mo yanjue looked at him gently and did not speak, but continued to drink tea in the cup.

Yang Yilin felt bored and snatched the kettle from the tea master. "Give it to me, you go out."

The tea master looked at Mo yanjue in fear. With his permission, he got up and walked out.

Yang Yilin is not the kind of person who takes a sip of tea. He pours himself a large cup and drinks it all at once.

Then he looked at the man in the opposite half lying position and pretended: "as far as I can see, sir, you have something on your mind?"

Otherwise, he would not call them out for tea.

Deep eyes slightly collect, the mood on the face does not change, he slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, thinking a little.

In fact, he didn't know how to speak.

It's probably the first time he's had a problem.

"Haha, sir, I don't think it's the little sister-in-law who has hit a nail?" Yang Yilin smirked and continued to observe the expression on Mo yanjue's face.

The brow of the sword is slightly twisted. You can see what worries you.

But why can he worry?

The only thing that can make Yang Yilin think of is the little sister-in-law that he has only met a few people who are hard to make sense of.

The reason why Yang Yilin thought it difficult to do Muqiqi was because of the old saying.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Sun Zhenzhen, her best friend, is a tough guy. He has been chasing for half a month, but he has no effect.

What's more, Sir Alex is still a novice in love. The consequences can be imagined!

All of a sudden, Yang Yilin guessed it, and Mo yanjue's face became ugly. He disguised his embarrassment with a cup of tea.

Yang Yilin immediately laughed more happily. "Elder brother, isn't it? Did I really get it?"

"What do you say, so happy?"

Just when Yang Yilin was as excited as winning tens of millions of awards, song Qingyun arrived.

"Brother Yun, come on, have a good time." It's not too big for Yang Yilin to watch the bustle. Ask song Qingyun to sit down quickly.

Where did song Qingyun know what they had talked about before? Wen Run smiled: "I'll listen to them. What's the good news?"

"Ha ha, the omnipotent Sir can't even get a woman. Brother Yun, open your eyes, can you?" Yang Yilin sat up cross legged and laughed back and forth.

Mo yanjue's face suddenly became more ugly, and he was about to pat the table.

But thinking of the reason why he organized the game, he went back.

"Stop laughing." After hearing this, song Qingyun immediately touched Yang Yilin's elbow and warned him.

Yang Yilin didn't care so much. He didn't stop laughing today. He said, "Sir, how many moves can I teach you without my little brother?"

Once I heard this, I had the heart to ask for advice, but now I don't have the idea, so I just got up to go.

"OK, OK, I won't say, can't I? It's not easy for my brother to get together and have a drink! " Yang Yilin was stopped immediately.

Song Qingyun naturally also advised: "Lao Mo, it was not easy for me to ask for leave. Is it right for you to go now?"