Mo Shao, please don't be sentimental

Wang Baduo in the Love Water: Landlord, I think it's your own focus that is wrong?Is it still a matter of trust or distrust when a woman lets you sleep next to her?This is simply like you, okay? !
Mo Yuhan stared at this sentence closely, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Lin Ranzhu likes him...

Although he felt that this woman did often play tricks in front of him, seeing these two words made his heart tremble again and again.

After a long time, I looked at the phone again.

I saw that after that post, there were many more replies.

Cry-loving little Leapfrog: I like you 1, the one a woman dislikes, even a eunuch would not share the same bed.

Sad Beethoven: I like you 10086, a woman wants you to sleep next to her, subconsciously wants you to do something, the landlord seizes the opportunity!
The cute face is blind: I said that the host is showing affection in disguise. If you still don’t believe me, do you dare to make a bet that he will continue to post about love affairs in a short time!
Pure little cucumber: Don't bet or gamble, it's obvious, the poster should stop reading the post and take action quickly, we are waiting for you to continue to offer big rewards.

Xiao Dangwu of Hoe He: Do you think the host is a chu, or let's provide him with learning materials.

Mo Yuhan: ...What a mess.

It became more and more unsightly, so he hurriedly set the post to be visible only to himself, otherwise, he would almost be invited to drink tea.

In case Ampere knows...

With a jump on his forehead, he immediately threw the phone away.

At the side, Lin Ranzhu suddenly turned over, probably because of the heat, and kicked the quilt aside.

Mo Yuhan frowned, and immediately stretched out his hand to gently cover her with the quilt. Then, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he didn't know how long it took before he fell asleep.

While drowsy, she felt a soft body suddenly approaching.

He opened his eyes suspiciously, only to see Lin Ranzhu looking at him with a smile on his face: "Mo Yuhan, I like you, do you like me?"

His heart skipped a beat: "I..."

However, before the words came out, he felt a pair of lips softly pressed up.

A piece of fragrance instantly fascinated him.

The sea of ​​clouds is churning, the mountains are rising one after another, the mountains are higher than the mountains, and the waves are higher than the waves. In the end, the sun is shining.

suddenly……

"Arise, hungry and cold slaves, Arise, sufferers of the world..."

Mo Yuhan opened his eyes suddenly, only to see Lin Ranzhu rubbing his eyes and turning off the ringing of the phone beside him, then stretched his waist and sat up.

"This is the alarm clock I set. Didn't you say that you will get up early today to give a birthday gift? Get up quickly."

"Your ringtone is really unique." Mo Yuhan twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to sit up.

However, the stickiness on his thighs made his body stiffen suddenly.

In an instant, those beautiful pictures poured into his mind like a heavy rain.

"Get up and wash up, why are you still in bed when you wake up?" Lin Ranzhu had already got out of bed at this moment, seeing him lying on the bed, couldn't help but look at him, but quickly frowned, "Hey, you Why is your face so red? Don't you have a fever again?"

As he said that, he was about to reach out and try his forehead.

However, Mo Yuhan immediately turned his head to the side: "I'm fine, it's just too hot."

"Hot, are you still covered so tightly?" Lin Ranzhu scanned him up and down, with a strange expression on his face.

Mo Yuhan turned his eyes away, his face was stiff: "You just go and wash yours."

"Okay." Lin Ranzhu curled her lips, and she walked into the bathroom to wash up before she was fully awake.

Only then did Mo Yuhan heave a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but beat the bed hard, how could he...

Must be those damn replies!
However, he didn't have time to think about it now, so he hurriedly got up and wiped out the battlefield, and even sprinkled a room full of men's perfume.

So much so that when Lin Ranzhu came back, he choked and sneezed.

"What does it smell like?"

"I accidentally spilled the perfume." Mo Yuhan said calmly.

Lin Ranzhu looked aside subconsciously, and saw that there was indeed an empty bottle lying there, which was a high-end limited edition of a certain fragrance brand.

Damn, 1 yuan is gone.

But forget it, anyway, this little money is nothing in Mo Yuhan's eyes. Although she felt distressed, she didn't say much. She just hurriedly changed her clothes, put on makeup, and did her hair in one go.

Because he heard that old man Mo likes to make friends.

So today's banquet, apart from the Mo family, also invited elites from all walks of life, so she still needs to work on her makeup.

However, it wasn't until she and Mo Yuhan got there that they found out that the birthday present in the morning was only for the Mo family members.

This is a custom of the Mohists. When the elders celebrate their birthdays, the younger generations will give birthday gifts in turn according to their seniority in the early morning, and then hold a birthday banquet at noon to entertain the guests.

And although old man Mo was the only one left in his grandfather's generation, because his two brothers each gave birth to two sons, the sons gave birth to children, and grandfather's cousins.

Therefore, Mo Yuhan has four uncles, three uncles, six older brothers, three older sisters, two younger brothers, and one younger sister.

So, in the blink of an eye, more than two hours had passed, and it was not their turn yet.

"Don't worry, we're coming soon." On the side, Mo Yuhan worried that Lin Ranzhu would be bored, so he whispered.

Lin Ranzhu shook his head: "It's okay, it's very interesting."

Because these people are very rich, there are many celebrities, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry and antiques as gifts. She used to like to learn these things from her grandmother the most.

Mo Yuhan couldn't help being a little stunned. Even he thought it was boring, but this woman found it interesting?
It's really hard to understand.

Finally, after Mo Qiaowei from Sanbo's family finished presenting his birthday gift, Mo Yuhan turned to look at Lin Ranzhu: "It's our turn."

Lin Ranzhu stood up immediately, and walked to Mr. Mo with Mo Yuhan.

"I wish grandpa such blessings as the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan." The two said together, because although Mo Yuhan and Mr. Mo had a bad relationship, they still wanted to save face in front of outsiders.

However, the next words were spoken by Lin Ranzhu alone.

"Grandpa, I heard from Yu Han that you like horses, so we specially selected an authentic painting by Xu Beihong for you, and hope you like it."

Old Man Mo nodded to Lin Ranzhu in relief: "You guys have a heart."

However, just as Mo Yuhan handed the painting to the butler next to Mr. Mo, Mo Qiaowei, who had just finished presenting the gift, suddenly said, "I said Yuhan, my uncle is 70 years old, so you can give it to me!" Such a simple thing? Are you too unwilling to bother?"

Lin Ranzhu frowned, Xu Beihong's original work is hard to find now, this painting was bought by Mo Yuhan many times, this person... oh, it's Mo Qiaowei, the person who watched them.

Heh, thinking of this, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes, and then she showed a dangerous smile.