Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

"Ziyao? Mo ziyao Yun Qingxi is a little curious.

This is the third time she has heard the name from yejiu and Yezi.

"Well," yeziyan's expression was a bit itchy when he mentioned this man, "Mo ziyao is the son of Uncle Qiu, Mo Qian, who is several years older than me. He often laughs that I am a little short leg! Aunt yejiu said that if he dared to laugh at me again, he would break his leg, so I would be much taller than him! "

Yun Qingxi couldn't help laughing.

Although she hasn't met this man named Mo ziyao, she thinks he should be very interesting.

"By the way, I haven't brought you any water. What would you like to drink?" Asked Yunqing.

Yeziyan thought, "drink juice. Dad sent someone to send a batch of mangoes from the tropics. Juicing must be very good."

Yun Qingxi nodded and turned out of the studio. She went down to ask the servant to squeeze mango juice.

As soon as Yun Qingxi left, there was a small Bang outside the studio.

Night smoke surprised went to see, see is a small stone hit on the glass.

She pushed away the glass and looked down. The man was standing in the snow.

that man is not himself who has just make complaints about it again and again. Who is Mo Ziyao?

"Brother ziyao, why are you here?" She opened her eyes suspiciously.

Mo ziyao stood in the snow, shivering a little with the cold, living off a bamboo pole in winter.

Thin, clear Jun, 18 years old, who reveals the unique youth of the green and astringent atmosphere.

"Shh," he put up a finger and said, "I'm here to send you baked sweet potatoes. Open the window a little wider and I'll climb up."

Yeziyan Childish

This person is obviously older than her. Why is she still childish? Although

did not make complaints about the air, he still opened the window with great honesty.

Mo ziyao looked around. He didn't see any bodyguards coming. He quickly climbed up the third floor and turned into the window.

As soon as he came in, he immediately took off his coat covered with snow and took out a roasted sweet potato which was still steaming hot: "the roasted sweet potatoes near the mall are not delicious, but they sell well. This is your favorite Chengnan baked sweet potato. It's small but sweet. "

Night Son smoke stretched out his hand to take over, Du Qi mouth: "put into clothes, all dirty."

"If the clothes are dirty, why don't you just wash them?" Mo ziyao didn't care.

"I don't think you've soiled the baked sweet potatoes." The night Son smoke white he one eye.

Said, washed his hands, began to peel sweet potato skin.

Mo ziyao also washed his hands and helped her peel them together.

"By the way, how did you get in? Didn't Aunt yejiu find you?" Yeziyan raised his head and asked him.

Mo ziyao touched her head with his hand that didn't touch sweet potato and raised her eyebrows: "what can't I do?"

"Don't say it." Night Son smoke curls mouth.

"Well, tell me..." Mo ziyao was also defeated by her. How could she not give herself a chance to flatter her?

"Do you remember when we used to come here and steal sunflowers?"

"Well, I remember." Yeziyan nodded.

The sunflowers in this small garden are always very beautiful. At that time, she always wanted to pick some and put them in the vase.

Mo ziyao told her that these sunflowers are her grandmother's treasure. She can't pick them openly but secretly. Otherwise, she will be angry when she is known by her grandmother.

So she followed Mo ziyao behind and climbed over the wall to steal sunflowers. She had short legs and was afraid to jump down on the wall. She was so afraid that she had to cry. Mo ziyao comforted her for a long time before persuading her to move down a little bit. Then she put out her hand beside the wall and caught her.

After that, he did not dare to cross the wall with yeziyan any more. He tried every means to make a hole in the fence of the villa and took her to drill in.

It wasn't until more than a month later that yeziyan knew that grandma didn't even know that there were sunflowers planted here, let alone regarded them as treasures.

This flower is planted by the gardener of the villa, just for the sake of beauty. If she opens her mouth, the gardener can pick all the sunflowers for her.

At that time, she was angry, angry that Mo ziyao used such a way to tease her, and clearly wanted to see her over the wall and drilling through the railings!

"Did you get in through that hole in the railing?" She asked.

Mo ziyao nodded: "this little thing, how hard to live me?"

"If my elder brother and second brother know about it, you will die miserably." Although Yezi said so on his cigarette holder, he didn't intend to tell his two brothers about it.

She didn't understand why her two brothers didn't like Mo ziyao. Although Mo ziyao was very annoying and always bullied her, he would buy her her favorite baked sweet potato after all. Moreover, when others bullied her, he was always the first to stand for her.

In her heart, she regarded Mo ziyao as a good friend.As good a friend as two brothers.

Even better.

"Eat your baked sweet potato. No one knows if you don't say it." Mo ziyao put the peeled baked sweet potato into her hand.

Little girl's hands are small, fingers are soft and pink.

Holding such a large baked sweet potato, he stuttered. Without a few mouthfuls, he began to burp.

"Don't eat, don't eat. I've just eaten one, and I can't eat any more..."

"Well, then don't eat it." Mo ziyao spoke.

"But isn't that a waste?" Yeziyan looks at the half baked sweet potato left in his hand.

Mo ziyao thought about it, took the roasted sweet potato from her hand and put it into his mouth.

Yeziyan opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

Mo ziyao nibbled the whole sweet potato without any image, washed his hands and said, "what are you looking at? I look so good?"

Although there is no image to speak of, but the face is still very durable.

There is a kind of wildness which is different from that of ordinary childe.

Yeziyan looked at him in amazement. After several seconds, he looked away and pretended to be casual: "you You don't look good. I just think you should take part in the big stomach challenge. No one can match you with your wolfing posture. "

"You think I want to gobble it up? After a while, your little sister-in-law will have to come upstairs. If she catches me, I'll come to a bad end. " Mo ziyao said boldly, put on his coat, opened the window, "next time you want to eat baked sweet potato, tell me, I'll buy it for you."

Yeziyan looked at the sweet potato stains on the corner of his mouth and nodded.

It suddenly occurred to her that she had eaten it, so Did Mo ziyao eat everything she had just eaten?

"Silly, little girl," Mo ziyao said bitterly. He didn't forgive people at all. "It's only a long time since I've seen you. I've dropped a bit."

Yeziyan can't help but feel angry: "Mo ziyao, you -"

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