The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

"Grandma, this is the gift I prepared for you. I don't know what you like, so I will make the decision myself."

Su Mucheng brought the beautifully packaged cheongsam to Pei Ying, and the smile on Pei Ying's face became even bigger.

"Good boy, you are so considerate. As long as it is a gift from you, grandma will like it!"

Pei Ying enthusiastically led Su Mucheng into the house, completely ignoring that she had a grandson.

Mo Yanchen, with a cold face as usual, followed in without saying a word.

The decoration of Mojia's courtyard is different from that of Moyuan. Moyuan is luxurious, while Mojia's courtyard is more retro-style. It is calm and luxurious, which is in line with Pei Ying's temperament.

On the sofa, Mo Yanchen looked at Su Mucheng, who was chatting very passionately with Pei Ying. His cold handsome face couldn't help but soften, and his lips unconsciously raised a nice curve.

"Chengcheng, are you still in school?"

"Yes, I studied acting and haven't graduated yet."

Regarding Pei Ying, no matter what she asked, Su Mucheng would always answer her questions in a kind and smooth manner, without being coquettish or pretentious at all. Sometimes she would even tell a few jokes, making Pei Ying laugh.

She even took a moment to turn around and wink at Mo Yanchen.

It seems to be saying: How is it?Am I awesome?Praise me! Praise me!

When it was almost time for dinner, the second wife of the Mo family, Mo Yanchen's aunt, came back.

But what made Su Mucheng feel strange was that Mo Yanchen didn't look at her in the eyes, and even pretended that she didn't exist.

Second Lady Zhao Qiao's eyes fell on Su Mucheng, who was sitting next to Pei Ying. For some reason, she always felt that there was deep hostility in Zhao Qiao's eyes.

Soon, Su Mucheng's thoughts turned from feeling to confirmation.

Zhao Qiao walked to the soft golden sofa and sat down, elegantly crossing her legs and looking at Su Mucheng with undisguised contempt in her eyes.

"Is this the little actor who was scolded on the list?"

"Zhao Qiao, be careful what you say!"

As soon as Zhao Qiao finished speaking, Pei Ying immediately straightened her face. She quickly comforted Su Mucheng: "Chengcheng, don't mind. That's what your second aunt said. Don't take it to heart."

"It's okay grandma."

Su Mucheng looked at Mo Yanchen who was sitting beside him without trace, and saw that his face was very gloomy, and the pressure in his body dropped to the lowest point the moment Zhao Qiao came in.

She smiled at Pei Ying, stood up and walked to Mo Yanchen. Her white and soft little hand gently placed on the man's slightly cold big hand.

Mo Yanchen's body froze, and then he used his backhand to hold Su Mucheng's little hand firmly in his palm.

"I was right. Isn't there a hot search for her on this page?"

Not to be outdone, Zhao Qiao took out her phone and said, "Look, what are people saying? You can actually let such a woman into our Mo family?"

"To shut up!"

Mo Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted in a dangerous low voice. Zhao Qiao's voice suddenly became quieter, but he still kept mumbling.

Seeing that she didn't dare to confront her directly and only dared to talk behind her back, Su Mucheng suddenly laughed.

She shook Mo Yanchen's hand and turned to look at Zhao Qiao: "Second aunt, you are quite old, why can't you tell the difference between black and white? You can't believe just a few words in your comments. ,That……"

At this point, Su Mucheng suddenly tilted her head and smiled slightly: "Then if I hang you up, and you have no face, no skin, no quality, do you really have no face, no skin, no quality?"

"you!"

Zhao Qiao was so angry that she turned dark on the spot. She never expected that a little girl who was entering the house for the first time would dare to contradict her so blatantly!

And she said it in a double entendre that she didn't even have a chance to refute. Not only did she have no chance to refute, but even Pei Ying wouldn't say a word for her.

Because Su Mucheng's tone and attitude were spoken in a chatty and half-joking manner, if she went to Pei Ying to complain, it would appear that she was petty and inconsiderate, not to mention that it was she who took the lead in saying this.

If she doesn't look for it, her bad breath will be hard to swallow!

Really pissed her off!

Su Mucheng smiled lazily, casually and comfortably.

Want to scold her?

Ah……

Maybe in a previous life.

Pei Ying, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Su Mucheng who was not afraid of her sharp mouth. Not only was there no trace of blame, the smile in her eyes actually deepened.

After dinner, Mo Yanchen took Su Mucheng back to Mo Garden. Pei Ying didn't even want to stay.

Maybe the young couple went home and became closer together.

There was no other way, Pei Ying could only comfort herself from another angle.

As night fell, Su Mucheng sneaked into Mo Yanchen's bedroom holding her big pillow.

She quietly opened the big gray quilt on the big bed, smiled slyly, and hid her petite body inside.

When Mo Yanchen came out of the shower and wiped his hair, he saw a slight bulge on the big bed from the corner of his eye. His dark eyes suddenly narrowed sharply. He quickly grabbed a coat and put it on.

"Give you one second to get out of there immediately!"

The cold voice, which was as cold as ice, made Su Mucheng in the quilt couldn't help but tremble.