Seize My Boyfriend - B12 (34)

Si Zhun raised his hand and punched him directly, exhausting all his strength.

Knowing that this old bastard is not such a good person, Han Mu dodged it, “Are you shameless? Did you see Xiao Kuipao, he is such a person who does not believe in his word.” Both of them are sixty years old together

. How could he still look like two stunned young people?

The two wrestled together, but Mo Zhiyang didn’t stop him, he went directly to the pillar, lit a cigarette silently to watch them fight, and told them when he had time, “Just hit, don’t hit your face.” It’s not good to hit your face

. Yes, these two handsome uncles.

The butler didn’t let them continue to mess around, and asked someone to pull the two of them away, just as Mo Zhiyang had finished smoking, he walked over pretendingly, “Are you okay?” There were tears in his eyes.

“I’m fine.” Just as Si Zhun was about to comfort him, he smelled smoke. What’s going on?

Dou Da’s teardrops fell down, and Mo Zhiyang choked up, “Don’t fight him anymore.” He couldn’t be beaten to death.

When he cried, Si Zhun didn’t have the heart to doubt the smell of smoke, so he hugged him to comfort him, “Okay, okay, I won’t hit him in the future, and ignore that person.

” You can confuse anyone.” Han Mu was really out of breath, this old Green Tea was trying his best to trip him up.

There was a problem with the venue over there, and he rushed over there, but the person in charge kept hemming and hawing, and refused to let him go, only to realize that it was the old bastard who was the stumbling block.

“You deliberately caused trouble at my performance venue, and I had to deal with it. The behavior of a villain like you is simply disgusting.” Han Mu was about to expose the old bastard’s methods in front of him.

Mo Zhiyang pretended to be shocked, and asked stupidly, “Really?

” It’s your fault.” Si Zhun hugged the delicate bag, “I’m sorry, Yangyang, it’s all because I love you so much.”

Han Mu on the side was so drunk that he almost beat him again, “Si Zhun, you are thirty-two, is it interesting to serve green tea?” Damn it, you can’t even act as an orangutan in the zoo

.

“I don’t blame you.” Mo Zhiyang finally had to sum up this farce, “Mr. Han, you’d better go back, I’m afraid the president will misunderstand.” Good guy, the little crying bag has been deceived again, Han Mu is in a

hurry Wanting to explain, “Didn’t you find the little crying bag? He is from green tea, old green tea.” “It’s all

my fault, Mr. Han is right.” Si Zhun sighed, showing a helpless look.

After tea, Mo Zhiyang must be full of fragrance, interrupting the conversation between the two, “Okay, Mr. Han is too late, you go back first.” “But?” At this time, Han Mu also understood that as long as this

guy Now, there is definitely no way to explain it properly. It is better to wait at school and have a good talk with Xiaokuibao.

Si Zhun was triumphant and fought with me after successfully taking the man away?

In the days that followed, Han Mu was too innocent, he never thought that he would be guarded so strictly, he didn’t even have time to meet, and he couldn’t even find anyone.

Finally, it was Christmas, they were supposed to be on vacation, but they went to school early to save time, saying that their family members came to pick them up, so they left first.

Han Mu was so angry that he almost chased Si Zhun’s house with his baton, but he went to the house in vain, everyone disappeared, and the house was empty.

Before school was over, Mo Zhiyang and Si Zhun had already gone to Country Y.

“Do you think my uncle and aunt will like me?” Mo Zhiyang was still a little nervous, if they made trouble and wanted to leave Si Zhun by himself.

How to say, it can’t be less than 100 million, after all, it was 100 million before, and people should make progress.

Hearing this, Si Zhun chuckled, “No, my father and mother are very tolerant people, and you are so cute, he won’t make things difficult for you.”

“Really?” With a sigh of relief, Mo Zhiyang was not only a little bit sorry, but it would be nice if it was difficult, and he could also earn some extra money.

“My parents have to come here to recuperate due to physical reasons, and they won’t be able to return until a few years later. Don’t be nervous.” Si Zhun reassured him, “If you don’t want to live with them in the future, that’s fine, but they They won’t like living with me.”

Don’t these parents like to live with their son? Mo Zhiyang was a little puzzled, “Why?”

“My mother was already in her thirties when she was pregnant with me, and she was a child of old age. Because of taking too much medicine, my health was not very good at the beginning. It was only through the gradual growth of resistance that I recovered, and my mother suffered from a hidden disease, which has not yet happened, so my father accompanied her to recuperate abroad.” Holding his hand, Si Zhun sighed, “Actually,

I Before I met you, it was indeed impossible, and the hospital gave a diagnosis that it was caused by pregnancy drugs.” “Are you really not good?” Mo Zhiyang always thought that they were jealous of Si Zhun, but he didn’t

expect It turned out to be true.

Fuck, I almost became a widow.

“But it’s strange. When you hugged my leg and begged me to save you that day, I was stinging. Although I don’t know why, I was surprised and wanted to confirm that it turned out to be true.” Si Zhun hugged him shoulders, and pressed the person into his arms, “Maybe, I’m just waiting for you.” Maybe,

after all, in the meat text, you can’t keep yourself clean except that you can’t do it, which is also a good thing.

After the plane landed, the two got into a car and drove out of the city.

“Don’t worry.” Si Zhun held his hand tightly, trying to share his anxiety.

“I’m a little worried.” I was worried, how to ask your parents for a price, so that you can get more, Mo Zhiyang smiled, “I will work hard.” Try to sell you for a good price.

Si Zhun kissed his brow, “There is me.”

It was only when Mo Zhiyang was shocked that their house was really big, and the manor was not inferior to the one in China, and it was surrounded by green plants.

“My father and mother need a lot of green plants for recuperation.” Leading the person in, Si Zhun nodded slightly when he saw a familiar face.

“Master.” The butler led people in, “Master and his wife are resting, but the two wives and masters of the Gu family and the Nian family are both here. Do you want to see the master?” It’s not because of them, Si Zhun doesn’t want Yang Yang to

know So many meaningless people, “No need.”

“Okay, the room is arranged, please.” The housekeeper took people to the main house, and the room had already been cleaned.

The layout is no different from the domestic ones, with the same European-style decoration. When you walk in, there is a big bed on the left, and a sofa on the right against the wall. There are also cloakrooms and bathrooms. The layout is the same.

“Have a good rest, the water has been put away, young master.” After the butler finished speaking, he closed the door.

Tired all over, Si Zhun took off his coat and jacket, “I’m going to take a bath.”

Mo Zhiyang saw him go in, turned around and went into the cloakroom, opened the door and found a lot of clothes hanging inside, he just took a white shirt and changed into it.

Pushing open the bathroom door and going in, he saw him sitting in the bathtub. Mo Zhiyang walked over barefoot and softly, “Are you tired?

” You can rest easy.

He was wearing a shirt all over his body, and he stepped into the bathtub. As soon as he sat down, the white shirt was soaked, looming, “May I give you a massage?” He rubbed his temples.

“I don’t really understand how you take off your pants and fart like this. Why do you wear his white shirt every time you take a bath.” The system doesn’t understand, what clothes to wear in the shower.

Mo Zhiyang snorted softly, “Idiot.”

After a few presses, Mo Zhiyang found that his eyes were open, with lust in his eyes, “What’s wrong?” He pretended to be puzzled.

“Aphrodite.” Si Zhun murmured the name, and his hand slowly slipped down his back, “You are Aphrodite.” Before he could understand the meaning of the name, Mo Zhiyang was

called Overturned, the whole body was submerged in the water, “President Si!” Wrapped his arms around his neck.

The water splash is like a wave, overflowing from time to time, the system is clear, “I understand.” The host is worthy of being the host.

When Mo Zhiyang woke up, he was on the bed, but he was already gone. He got up and got dressed, put on a knitted jacket casually, opened the door and went out.

The decoration of the two places is so similar that Mo Zhiyang didn’t realize that he was already in another place.

There was noise from the hall, Mo Zhiyang walked along the corridor, stood at the stairs on the second floor, and saw many people in the hall.

“Mr. Mo.” The butler came over and bowed slightly.

Mo Zhiyang folded his coat, a little strange, “Who are they?”

“They are all relatives who are here to accompany Mrs. Madam.” The housekeeper made a gesture of invitation, “Would you like to go down and meet?” After all, we will meet in the future .

I don’t know what the relationship is, Mo Zhiyang can’t refuse, “Okay.” Follow the butler down.

In the lobby, a dozen or so noble ladies sat drinking coffee together, talking about happy things.

“You guys, hello.” Mo Zhiyang lowered his head slightly, a little shy, and tightly clenched the corner of the knitted sweater.

“You are Mr. Si’s boyfriend who is going to be engaged, aren’t you?” Mrs. Gu saw it right away, and hurriedly stood up and went to hold his hand, “You look really good…” A noble lady came up to talk, “Very

cute Simple.”

“Yes, yes.” Everyone echoed.

Mo Zhiyang was pushed to the sofa to sit down, there were chattering voices from both sides, those who didn’t know it thought they had arrived at the vegetable market.

It’s a pity that Mo Zhiyang is this Chinese cabbage, and everyone watches and scrutinizes him.

“How did you get together with President Si?” Mrs. Gu actually heard something from her son Gu Qian, but she was still curious.

Mo Zhiyang blushed, “Cry.” Who told him to sting when he saw himself crying, “Cry hard, cry from top to bottom.” “Then how did you

win the President?” another lady asked, What’s the point of crying? I really don’t understand.

“White shirt, bathtub.” He couldn’t stand this kind of thing the most, Mo Zhiyang knew it, so he could hold him firmly in his hand every time.

Is Mo Zhiyang only relying on this? Of course not, so far, a lot has been done.

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