Seize My Boyfriend - B26 (2)

Mr. Zhou likes clean and simple boys, Mo Qing has known for a long time.

After visiting the new campus, Mr. Zhou and the principal went to a meeting. Everyone was waiting at the door of the conference room. Mo Zhiyang secretly asked, “When will this guy leave? I want to go back and take a nap.”

“Let’s all have a cup of milk tea.” Mo Qing brought the servants over to share the milk tea.

“Thank you.” Mo Zhiyang took the milk tea and suddenly sighed, “Master Mo, you are so amazing. You know so many amazing people, even Mr. Zhou.” “It doesn’t count as acquaintance, just a few

meals occasionally. .” Mo Qing blinked, with the joy of having his vanity satisfied in his eyes.

“Besides, Mr. Zhou seems to like you very much.” Mo Zhiyang’s face was serious, “He just likes Master Mo.” Everyone

drank milk tea and listened to the two people talking.

“No, how could Mr. Zhou like me?” Mo Qing blushed and looked shy.

Mo Zhiyang took a sip of milk tea and said, “No, I saw Mr. Zhou staring at Master Mo and laughing several times.”

This man is really good at talking. Mo Qing pretended to be distressed, “Don’t talk nonsense, this is impossible.” ”

I think so.” Mo Zhiyang’s eyes were wide open, full of admiration.

The two of them started talking to each other.

“Oh, that’s definitely not the case. I’m not very good either.” Mo Qing covered her cheeks and shook her head, feeling happy: she really knows how to talk.

When Mo Zhiyang praised him, he really praised him to the death. It was obvious that Mr. Zhou didn’t like him, but he wanted Mo Qing to think that Mr. Zhou liked him.

Give him an illusion, and he will deceive himself. If Mo Qing mistakenly thinks that Mr. Zhou likes him, he will definitely throw himself into his arms. Then it will really be a good show, either death or injury.

“The host is awesome.” The system also wants to see a good show.

The two of them drank milk tea and chatted. Mo Qingai talked to him, and everything he said touched people’s hearts. Mr. Zhou really liked him.

“Master Mo, it would be great if I could be as good as you. Not only do I have good grades, but I am also the young master of the Mo family.” Mo Zhiyang sighed suddenly, his face full of yearning.

Hearing these words, a strange look flashed in Mo Qing’s eyes, and he shook his head, “You are also very powerful.”

That sentence touched Mo Qing for some reason, so he stood up and left.

“He knows.” Mo Zhiyang leaned against the wall and looked at his back. What he just said was just a test to see if he knew he was a fake young master.

Judging from this reaction, he should know it, but he still enjoys everything that belongs to the original owner with peace of mind.

They went in for a meeting, which lasted from ten o’clock in the morning to twelve o’clock now. Mo Zhiyang was so tired that he yawned. It seemed that he was not going to mess around for a while, so he might as well just squint for a while.

Yesterday, he was busy with papers and didn’t sleep until three in the morning. Mo Zhiyang huddled in the corner, holding his knees with his hands and squinting for a while, “System, wake me up if someone comes out.” “Well, go to sleep, host.

”

Mr. Zhou, who was having a meeting inside, heard his conversation with the system and waved his hand, “Okay, I understand everything.” The

comings and goings were just trivial matters. Mr. Zhou didn’t really want to know, so he stood up and said, “That’s it. Come on.”

“Yes.”

Everyone stood up.

Mo Zhiyang was sleepy. He got up at six o’clock this morning and only slept for three hours. He couldn’t open his eyes very well when he squinted.

“Holy shit, host, wake up quickly. People are out. Host, you are going to be embarrassed, host!” The system shouted several times but failed to wake the person up.

“It’s over, host. If you don’t wake up, I’ll shock you.”

After hearing the message, Mo Zhiyang slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found a pair of shiny black leather shoes in front of him. His eyes slowly upwards, it was a pair of black leather shoes. Straight long legs wearing black trousers.

It’s done, I’m really done.

Mo Zhiyang swallowed his saliva and no longer had the courage to look up.

“Are you very sleepy?”

A voice came from above the head. This voice was exactly the same as the previous “um”. Mo Zhiyang only took half a second to think, and then showed a sleepy and simple expression, “It’s okay.” According to Mo Qing’s

performance , Mr. Zhou should like simple people, and Mo Zhiyang could only go along with it in order to save his life.

At this time, no one dared to speak out.

Mr. Zhou’s Adam’s apple rolled, and he squatted down and asked, “Are you drinking milk tea?”

This was obviously looking for a topic.

“I’ve just finished drinking. Do you want a drink, Mr. Zhou?” Mo Zhiyang looked ignorant of the world, picked up the half-bottomed cup at hand and handed it over.

“Okay.” Mr. Zhou took the milk tea cup and saw Yangyang’s surprised expression as expected.

Damn it? Why don’t you buy it if you have money? I’ve been drinking for a while, but you still come to rob me. You’re really not a human being.

Mr. Zhou knelt down and took his cup of milk tea.

This also allowed Mo Zhiyang to see clearly that he looked like Shen Changliu, like Bo Siyu, like Lu Jing’an, like…like the ancient doctor, and his temperament was exactly the same, gentle and noble.

Wenhua is precious, calm and composed.

Seeing the complicated look in Yangyang’s eyes, Mr. Zhou stood up and rubbed his soft hair. You will always recognize me, my Yangyang.

The familiar feeling is that of Lao Sepi, but the familiar movements are…

It shouldn’t be him. It wasn’t bound to the system at that time, so it’s impossible to appear. It’s just a personality and temperament. Anyway, Lao Sepi is also so changeable.

Mr. Zhou didn’t say anything. When he was stunned, he took the milk tea and left. Yangyang was very smart. He knew everything at once and didn’t need to say anything.

“System, who is he?” Mo Zhiyang looked at him, forgetting even his disguise for a moment.

“He is your old pervert, who else could it be?” The system was a little confused, what was wrong with the host.

Mo Zhiyang came back to his senses and couldn’t help but rub his head and suddenly realized: Yes, he is my old pervert, what else should I care about.

This scene made Mo Qing break the straw in his hand. What on earth was going on?

Even the school leaders were confused. Didn’t Mr. Zhou know Mo Qing? How could he talk to Mo Zhiyang?

“Mo Zhiyang, do you know Mr. Zhou?”