The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

When Mo Yanchen came back from the company, he saw a dark thing walking into the living room, and suddenly turned around and ran to the kitchen.

"Uncle He! Can you see if those ribs can be saved? I still want to eat..."

Uncle He's mouth twitched, and he shook his head silently as he looked at the stove that was completely ruined by the banging: "Young madam, the ribs are no longer working. If the natural gas and the pot are more powerful, the kitchen may not work."

Su Mucheng: "..."

OK then.

She touched the tip of her nose angrily and turned around to go upstairs to wash herself.

As soon as she turned around, she saw that tall and straight figure standing in the hall, looking at her, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his lips.

The corners of her eyes twitched in embarrassment: "Yan Chen, why are you back?"

"Chengcheng, are you performing a panda show?"

Mo Yanchen looked at Su Mucheng carefully from head to toe, making sure that she was fine before continuing: "Pandas also need to leave some blank space. Why did you paint yourself all black?"

Su Mucheng: "..."

"What a panda! I'm cooking! Cooking!"

She pulled at her black clothes excitedly, and Mo Yanchen only saw her eyes rolling in anger.

She is so hard!

The sudden whim is so unreliable!

What a fucking love lunch!

Those pots and vegetables were disobedient, they were jumping and sizzling in the pot, and there was even fire in the pot!

Completely opposite to the way Mo Yanchen behaved when he was cooking last time!

Hastily!

Inside, Uncle He and his servants were rescuing people in the kitchen. Mo Yanchen looked away and looked at the little girl who had lost her hair.

"Why do you suddenly want to cook? Huh?"

He stretched out his hand and gently wiped her dirty face. His cold white fingers were soon stained black, and Su Mucheng's beautiful face was finally exposed.

"I didn't want to give you a surprise."

Who knew it would be a shock!

Mo Yanchen took the little black hand, and Su Mucheng saw that his eyes were as bright as diamonds studded with stars.

"You little idiot, don't you know your cooking skills?"

Although he said this, his tone was full of love that could not be hidden.

"Come on, let's clean up my little idiot."

Mo Yanchen was wiping Su Mucheng's hair. In the big bathroom mirror, he stood behind Su Mucheng, taller than her. He was like a big tree standing firmly behind her, able to replace her. She covers all the wind and rain.

"Chengcheng, grandma called and asked us to go back."

"Okay." Su Mucheng agreed happily. She raised her eyes and met the man's deep eyes. She turned around and took down the man's big hand: "Why did grandma suddenly ask us to go back?"

A flash of coldness flashed across Mo Yanchen's eyes. He picked up the lotion and gently applied it on Su Mucheng.

"Mo Huaiyang is back."

"Mo Huaiyang?"

Su Mucheng seemed to have some impression of this name, but was not familiar with it.

In her previous life, she had heard this name when she was getting information from him.

He is Mo Yanchen's second aunt, Zhao Qiao's son.

In the old courtyard

Mo Yanchen held Su Mucheng's hand. As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Mo Huaiyang sitting on the sofa. He was wearing a black suit, his short hair was neatly combed, and he was very handsome.

"elder brother."

He stood up with a smile and said hello. When he looked at Su Mucheng, a flash of surprise flashed through his eyes. He didn't expect that she was even more beautiful in person than in the camera.

Mo Huaiyang lowered his eyes and reached out to her: "Are you my brother's girlfriend? Hello! I am Mo Huaiyang."

The Mo Huaiyang in front of her was obviously smiling, but Su Mucheng felt that he gave off a very gloomy feeling, not sunny at all.

She nodded lightly: "Hello."

After saying that, she added: "I am not his girlfriend, I am his wife."

Mo Yanchen's originally gloomy and expressionless face suddenly became a little softer. He quietly hid Su Mucheng back, his dark eyes were calm and cold, and his tone contained a warning: "She is your sister-in-law. .”

Mo Huaiyang smiled, and his eyes looking at Su Mucheng were even more profound.

"Chengcheng, come to grandma quickly."

Pei Ying couldn't open her eyes when she saw Su Mucheng's smile, and took her hand and sat down next to her.

"Chengcheng, I've watched all your recent movies and shows, they're great!"

As soon as Su Mucheng's movie came out, Pei Ying stayed in front of the TV to watch it, praising it while watching it!

When he got excited, he even slapped his thigh!

"Especially that song, how do you sing it..."

Pei Ying frowned and tried to remember: "Dangdangdang...I'm sorry, I love you..."

She also hummed a tune and sang, which made Su Mucheng laugh.

"Grandma, I didn't expect you to watch such a program."

"What do you mean?" Pei Ying deliberately made a serious face: "Chengcheng, are you saying that grandma is old?"

"I'm telling you, grandma is still young! If you don't believe me, just look at it!"

Pei Ying put her face close to Su Mucheng's eyelids and poked her face with her fingers: "Grandma specially put on makeup today. Look, there's no smudge at all!"