The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

"Sister...you say I'm a mess?"

Su Xueqing's little face was covered with injuries. She blinked lightly and tears immediately fell down. She looked fragile and pitiful.

"Sister, I am your sister, how can you say that to me? And... you even hit me."

"If I remember correctly, my mother gave birth to me, sister? Could it be that she jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?"

Su Mucheng's eyes were as cold as ice. In the last life, for the Su family, they locked her in a cold and damp basement, whipped her severely with whips, and beat her skin and flesh to pieces. They brought a bucket of ice water every few hours. He held her head down and immersed it in ice water that was tens of degrees below zero, then grabbed her hair and lifted it up every few dozen seconds, and then pressed it down again, over and over again countless times!It hurts to keep her awake.

During that time, she didn’t know how she managed to survive. She only knew that she saw the God of Death waving at her countless times, so much so that she was deeply afraid of water that could cover the tip of her nose, and even took a bath. I never dared to let the shower water hit my face.

Every time she thought of it, Su Mucheng could not help but tremble. She clenched her palms tightly and forced herself to calm down.

Her cold and terrifying eyes made Su Xueqing take a timid step back.

She clenched her palms and warned herself not to mess up, not to mess up!

Su Xueqing lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip hard. After a moment, she whispered: "So what my parents said is true. If you get married, you won't want our family anymore. Don't you look down on us anymore?" ?”

Just as she finished speaking, Su Xueqing suddenly covered her mouth in panic. She raised her eyes and carefully glanced at the man who had been standing beside Su Mucheng but had not spoken.

"I'm sorry, brother-in-law, I...I accidentally let it slip just now."

Su Mucheng sneered, would you like to show off your acting skills?

Su Xueqing was secretly happy when she saw Mo Yanchen's handsome face visibly darker.

Mr. Mo will definitely be disgusted by this kind of woman who forgets who she is after climbing a high tree.

Then she will find the right opportunity...

Just when Su Xueqing was filled with joyful fantasies, she saw Mo Yanchen holding Su Mucheng's right hand in distress.

"Does it hurt?"

The man's frown, his thin lips, and his serious eyes all revealed his love.

Su Xueqing froze on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning. She was obviously the one who was hit, so why did he care about whether Su Mucheng was hurt? !

"Yeah, it hurts."

The little girl frowned slightly and shook her little tender hand: "The flesh of the dirty thing is too hard and has no elasticity at all."

Clerk: "???"

The little girl's lively and cute appearance made Mo Yanchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips: "I'll rub it for you."

"it is good."

The two of them left the cheongsam shop like this, completely thinking that Su Xueqing was a piece of shit.

The completely ignored Su Xueqing's face instantly turned gloomy, and she glared at Su Mucheng's back with vicious eyes, as if she wanted to penetrate her!

……

The black Maybach was waiting respectfully outside the Mo Garden. Su Mucheng had finally finished dressing. She was wearing a simple white T-shirt with a pair of sky blue three-quarter jeans, revealing her fair and slender ankles. On her feet was a pair of black and white old shoes. Dad's shoes, full of youthful and lively atmosphere.

She tied her long hair into a high ponytail, with two small strands of hair scattered lazily between her forehead and temples, making her fair and delicate face even more petite and exquisite.

Mo Yanchen's dark eyes darkened uncontrollably.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"

Seeing him frowning, Su Mucheng's pretty little face immediately tensed up nervously.

She chose for a long time before finally deciding to meet Grandma Mo in her original and truest self.

Was it the wrong choice?

"Then just wait for me and I'll change into another set!"

After Su Mucheng finished speaking, she turned around and was about to run upstairs, but her wrist was grabbed by the man's strong hand.

Mo Yanchen raised his hand and gently brushed away the broken hair from her eyes that had been scattered due to her eagerness.

There was an almost imperceptible sense of inferiority in his voice: "It's very beautiful."

His little girl looks so young and charming even when she is naked.

For the first time in history, Mo Yanchen began to dislike his age.

He is 28, but the girl is just 20 years old.

Will she... dislike him?

After hearing Mo Yanchen's answer, Su Mucheng felt relieved and smiled happily: "Then let's set off quickly."

The little girl has a bright and charming smile, with two shallow dimples on both sides of her cheeks, as if she can make the most beautiful things in the world willing to bend for her.

Outside the Mo family courtyard, Pei Ying received a call from Uncle He early and looked eagerly outside the door.

Finally seeing the familiar license plate number, she clapped her hands excitedly: "They're coming! They're coming!"

The car door was opened, and Mo Yanchen got out of the car first. He reached out his hand like a gentleman and led Su Mucheng out of the car.

As soon as he saw her, Pei Ying's eyes suddenly lit up!

What a beautiful girl!

Clean, simple, and beautiful!

It's just...is this child not yet an adult?

He looks like a teenager. Could it be that Yan Chen is just an old cow eating young grass and bullying minors?

Pei Ying stepped forward and held Su Mucheng's hand enthusiastically, with a hint of worry in her smile: "Girl, how old are you?"

Mo Yanchen: "..."

"Grandma, I'm twenty."

"Ouch! Twenty! So good! So good!"

When Pei Ying heard this, she was so happy that she couldn't even close her mouth with laughter.

Twenty!It’s the legal age to get married!

Although there is an eight-year age difference between her and her grandson, Yan Chen is still suspected of being an old cow eating young grass, but that doesn't matter anymore!

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The author says:

Merry Christmas, babies!I guess there will be more updates every day in the past few days, please praise me! ('?7?1')