Seize My Boyfriend - B17 (17)

“Well, come right away.”

The voice sounded like Mr. Mo’s, and the tone was very strange, leaving the book a little worried, “Hello, is there something?”

But he was always polite and didn’t hide it The door opened.

The scene in the waiting room is really not suitable for people to see.

“Let go.” Mo Zhiyang struggled out of his arms, wiped off the water stains on his lips with the back of his hand, and glared at him, “Are you making me angry again?” “No!”

Changsun

Wuji wanted to explain, But I don’t know how to explain it. Originally, when I heard the voice from outside, I wanted to let that person see the relationship between myself and Yang Yang, so as to make him retreat.

In the end, this guy didn’t open the door to come in. What a mistake.

It turns out that being polite is a good thing.

“What kind of place is this? You’re just messing around like that.” If people really see it, I’m afraid this old face will be serious, Mo Zhiyang is a little angry, and turns his head away from him.

“I just can’t help it, I can’t help being happy when I see Yangyang, so…” Changsun Wuji knew how to deal with him best, so he looked pitiful again, “I’m sorry Yangyang, it’s all my fault.”

He I don’t know who I learned the skills from, but when I was told, I opened my eyes and looked at you with a pitiful expression, and I couldn’t bear to make you angry, damn it, why don’t you call your grandson Wuji Bai Lianhua.

If anyone learned it from, it would be Xiao Hei.

“Let’s go, let’s go.” If he stayed any longer, he might not know what else he would do, so Mo Zhiyang dragged him out.

A dozen people had already gathered outside the door. The old man’s birthday party was actually not a big one, but all the important people came, and he wanted to show that the old man was in good health.

Tell those people not to think about it and rest their minds.

“Master.”

When the two went out, they happened to see Liu Shu and his father supporting the old man in the Chinese tunic suit. He seemed to be in good spirits.

It wasn’t so good before.

“I will extend his life for two more years.” Changsun Wuji saw his doubts, and took the initiative to explain in Yang Yang’s ear, clearly seeing that it was an explanation, and deliberately blowing hot air while speaking.

Mo Zhiyang shrank his shoulders, glared at him, and took a small step to the left to distance himself. He hasn’t formally forgiven you yet, so he started to move away.

“Master Daoist, Xiao Mo.” The old man was in high spirits, and even pushed away the person who was supporting him, and came straight over with an amiable smile on his face, “How is it, will you not get used to it?” This question was asked by Mo

Zhi positive.

The old man is like a fine person, of course the relationship between the two can be seen, the Taoist leader has no desires and desires, it is impossible to please, but Mo Zhiyang is different.

He is a human being, and human beings have likings, pleasing him is more useful than pleasing eldest grandson Wuji, as long as the wind blows in his ears, there is nothing the Taoist priest is unwilling to do.

“No, everything is fine.” Mo Zhiyang did not embarrass him, and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

“I heard that your clothing store is on the right track. If there is anything you need help with, you have to speak up. Don’t worry.” It would be shameful not to pick up the

olive branch thrown over, Mo Zhiyang nodded, “Thank you in advance The old man.”

The two talked harmoniously, but Changsun Wuji’s heart was full of turmoil, his eyes fixed on the left book, and he wished he could take Yangyang away immediately.

“Okay, let’s all go over.”

The old man was very face-saving, and reached out to hold Mo Zhiyang’s hand.

The meaning is obvious, that is: my old man thinks highly of him, so there is no need for Mo Zhiyang to refuse, he smiled, “Yeah.

” Frowning, he took the initiative to hold Yangyang’s empty left hand, as if not to be outdone.

Mo Zhiyang was puzzled: This guy, don’t you be jealous? Can you really eat any vinegar? She pulled her hand back suddenly, ignored him, and went with the old man.

“Daozhang, what’s the matter?” Liu Shu didn’t know what happened, so he took the initiative to ask friendly.

But Changsun Wuji didn’t even look at him, and followed Yang Yang out like a worm.

“What a strange Taoist priest.” It’s not that he would be angry about this kind of thing, he only felt strange when he left the book.

“Old man.”

There are only four tables in the banquet hall, and each table can seat eight people, which is only more than 30 people. At the table at home, Mo Zhiyang and Zhangsun Wuji are fortunate to sit at the main table.

Everyone has heard about the eldest grandson Wuji, and they can guess his identity just by seeing him wearing a Taoist uniform, but everyone else has guessed who the other boy with a bright smile is.

Probably also the old man’s guest.

These people are all contacts, after Mo Zhiyang scanned around, his eyes fell on the thoughtful book left for his grandfather. For some reason, the more he looked at this guy, the more pleasing he was.

Why is Yang Yang looking at him again!

“Come on, eat vegetables.” Changsun Wuji’s heart was full of alarm bells, he rolled up his sleeves and leaned forward to pick up Sixi meatballs, “Eat more.” Put it in a bowl, “And this, eat more, Yang Yang must be hungry!”

Standing up to pick up food is not sitting down.

Mo Zhiyang and the person who left the book were right across from each other, and Changsun Wuji just blocked their sight when he stood up.

“Oh.” He was so strange, but Mo Zhiyang didn’t know what he was thinking, so he could only lower his head and eat the food. After all, he was able to come because of the face of Lao Sepi.

Finally interrupting the affection between the two, Changsun Wuji thought he had won back a victory, and glanced provocatively at the letter left.

Leave a book:? ? Daoist, are your eyes uncomfortable?

“Prince Daoist, is it not to your liking?” The old man was eating longevity noodles, seeing that the Taoist priest was just picking up vegetables for Xiao Mo, he didn’t take a bite, probably because he was not used to eating it.

“What does the Taoist priest want to eat, I will tell the kitchen to make it now?” Liu Shu asked proactively.

“No need, this seat has already bigu. Don’t eat these mortal foods, just eat it happily.” Facing him, Changsun Wuji’s posture is very tall, I’m afraid he doesn’t know how powerful he is.

Mo Zhiyang, who was originally concentrating on eating food, took a rare look at the old color critic, and saw two words on his face: Xiong Jing.

started again?

“Yangyang, are you happy?” Changsun Wuji deliberately rubbed Yangyang’s soft hair in front of the book.

Eating and rubbing your head will not make you grow taller, Mo Zhiyang tilted his head to avoid his movements, “Happy, old man’s birthday, can you not be happy?” His mouth was very sweet, which made the old man happy too.

When the old man is happy, everyone is happy. Of course, except for the eldest grandson Wuji.

There is nowhere to express his heartfelt grievances, Changsun Wuji can only silently bow his head to pick up food for Yangyang, so at least he can win some favors, right?

The old man was not making a fuss, and Mo Zhiyang ate comfortably, but he was really finished with the person who left the book.

After the birthday banquet, everyone went to the tea room to rest and sit. The eldest grandson Wuji and the old man went up to the second floor together, not knowing what to do.

Mo Zhiyang was drinking tea in the tea room. The three walls of the tea room were made of transparent glass, the moonlight blended with the soft light outside, and he could see the redbud flowers outside the courtyard and the green bamboos in the corner of the courtyard.

The green grass outside the yard is blown by the wind, which is a rare pleasure.

“Hello.”

The rare and pleasant moment was broken, and Mo Zhiyang turned his head and saw an acquaintance. Isn’t this the young master who bumped into him last time?

“Hello.” Mo Zhiyang didn’t take Joe, so he stood up and said hello.

“Hey, do you still have such a friendship with the person who carries the dishes?” A man in a suit came over, folded his hands on his chest, and glanced at Mo Zhiyang, “It’s amazing to be able to climb high branches while carrying the dishes.

” You’d better pay attention to what you say.” Jianping interrupted him, whether this man’s brain was eaten by a dog, he could bark anywhere.

Taikang has always disliked Jianping, and he was almost on fire, “Really? It sounds like you are amazing, don’t forget where this is.”

Turning his head slightly, he saw the calm Mo Zhiyang, standing in Jianping The people around him were so fucking disgusting, “It’s a good trick.” As he said that, he stretched out his hand to grab him.

“I’m supposed to warn you, right?” Jianping knocked off his hand and protected him.

Mo Zhiyang didn’t intend to make a sound at this time, since someone came to help, there was no need to cause trouble.

“You did it first!”

Taikang seemed to have caught him, and raised his hand to show others, “Right, Jianping hit me first, so it’s okay if I hit him?” “Don’t go too

far !”

The people around who were drinking tea and taking a nap stood up, these two were the best in the circle, and no one dared to come forward to persuade them.

“Stop!”

Liu Shu came in and saw this absurd scene, he stopped the two of them in a deep voice, and walked over, “What are you doing?” ”

Brother.” “Brother.”

Seeing him coming, the two of them could only Reluctantly quit.

The prince came, and after everyone looked at each other, they sat back in their chairs.

“I’m sorry, I surprised you.” Liu Shu didn’t expect that an accident would happen after only leaving for a while, but fortunately, he arrived in time.

Originally, Mr. Mo was not a member of the circle. Although his family is very polite, it does not mean that everyone else is, so after he settled the matter, he came here to take a look.

Sure enough, if you come a little late, you have to do it.

“It’s okay.” Mo Zhiyang shook his head with a smile. After watching a good show, where would something happen?

“It’s fine.”

Liu Shu was relieved, and turned to stare at Taikang and Jianping.

“He hit me first.” Taikang was also the villain who complained first, and raised the back of his hand that had just been shot red, “Brother, if you want to punish him, you should punish him.” Liu Shu frowned, “Jianping?” “Yes, I

‘m

sorry .” Without rebuttal, Jianping admitted his mistake.

This kindness made Mo Zhiyang look at him with admiration. Everyone saw what was going on. As long as he made a sound, someone would help him explain it. He actually endured it.

Taikang felt extremely comfortable because he was deflated: he was just a waste.

After dealing with these two people, Liu Shu was worried about what he did just now, “They made a move, did they hurt you?” “No, please don’t worry.”

Mo Zhiyang shook his head as he hid far away, where he could touch him.

But apparently leaving the book is still not at ease, he pressed Mo Zhiyang’s shoulder to look up and down, and he was relieved when he was sure that he was really not hurt, “That’s good.” “What are you doing!

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