President Daddy is super strong

Originally very tantalizing words, let Muqiqi in the heart of a Deng, the heart beat.

Her back stiffened a little. She pursed her lips and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing her formality, Mo yanjue misfired in her ear again, "hungry"

although he added a sentence later, Mu Qiqi knew that he meant something.

"That's good. It's ready to be served. Go out and wait." The bottom of my heart was extremely uneasy. Muqiqi almost said this.

"I'll help you." At last, he got tired of her. Mo yanjue loosened his arm around her waist. "What's the point? I'll help you."

He said two times in a row that I can help you, so that Muqiqi's wandering mind can get a little relaxation.

"Then you can bring out the cold dishes first, and the rest will be out of the pot soon." Muqiqi said softly, but in fact, he was weak in heart. He dared not speak loudly at all.

"Good." I didn't expect that Mo yanjue was very refreshing. He picked up the cold dishes on the delicate plate and went out in a big way.

Mu Qiqi looks back at his back secretly, her heart is more tangled and uneasy. She thinks she will be depressed if she goes on like this.

Fidgety shook his head, Mu Qiqi felt that he must confess with him sometime, even if he was rejected, it was better to be so worried.

"What else do I need to do?"

Muqiqi was tangled, and there was a deep and pleasant voice behind her, which made her shiver and stammer: "Oh, take out the chopsticks." Finish saying, quickly shut off the fire Sheng vegetable.

A meal of Muqiqi's food is tasteless, and I have been wondering how to tell him.

But she didn't think about it clearly. Mo yanjue was called away by a phone. She just said something was going on. It's unclear who called him.

*

Yang's old house.

Mo yanjue was called back by the old man.

He didn't have to ask about it.

Since the old man was ill and hospitalized last time, his health is not as good as before, and his appetite is picky day by day. There are more than ten chefs in the family, none of them are satisfied.

It must be the same today.

Sitting in the sofa, he waited for the old man to speak.

It turned out that "you can't enter this house without getting married."

Finally, there was a slight fluctuation on his expressionless face. He looked at the old man and wanted to talk, but his mother stopped him.

Helpless, a stomach of words bear back.

"These are the ones we chose for you. Take a good look and let me arrange your meeting." The old man's voice was loud and powerful.

"I don't like any of them!"

Without a glance, Mo yanjue said coldly.

The old man slapped the table angrily on the spot. "You don't even like it? Are you trying to piss me off? "

"I didn't mean that." Mo yanjue's attitude is still tough.

Yang Suyun immediately winked at his son. "Can you say a few words, sir?"

"If nothing else, I'll go first. Mo Yuchen is still waiting for me at home." Finish saying, a face of indifference stand up, ready to leave.

It's not that he is not filial or how he is, but that some things must be principled. If he doesn't know Muqiqi and hasn't got a marriage certificate from her, it's OK for him to follow his grandfather's advice to meet him. But now that he is a husband with a wife, he must be able to afford his beloved woman and their holy marriage.

"I think that woman is waiting for you at home?" The old man roared, and the table beat louder.