If you have a bad marriage intention, don't be too bad for an overbearing president!

Of course she knows, and she must know, isn't it just how she acts when she's tired of it?

Even if she has never experienced what a newlywed couple who are about to get married should be like, she has at least seen it.Something that was hard to see flashed in Xiang Wan's eyes. I don't know where her courage came from, and then she actively stretched out her hand to wrap around the strong arm of the man wearing a white shirt whose cuffs were rolled up. She raised her head and smiled brightly. Like Yang, Sai Xue's skin seemed to be shining with light, "Now we can go out..."

Mo Huanting looked at the girl with no makeup in front of him, his light gray pupils were startled, and then he smiled freely, "It's so fast to get into the drama."

It was his other hand that covered hers, and then the two walked towards the door of the study together. He opened the door with his hand and walked out together.

The two came to the main hall together. As expected, Mrs. Mo was sitting upright on the sofa, while Mrs. Hong was waiting on her side.

To be honest, Xiang Wan had always had a very friendly impression of Mrs. Mo, but seeing her sitting quietly at this time, somehow still felt that this old lady had a slight intimidating aura.

Mrs. Mo raised her eyes, and when she saw the two people walking towards her, she showed a big smile, and hurriedly stretched out her hand and said, "Little Douzi, come here quickly, come and sit down."

Xiang Wan approached quietly, and then sat down beside Mrs. Mo, while Mo Huanting was on another sofa.

As soon as she was seated, Mrs. Mo grabbed Xiang Wan's hands, and she looked down at Xiang Wan's hands, "I saw frostbite on your hands when I was in the hospital last time. A secret recipe for this kind of frostbite, I have asked her to prepare it, and I will bring it to you after dinner!"

As she said that, Mrs. Mo stretched out her hand to stroke Xiang Wan's hair that fell on her cheeks.

This kind of soft feeling makes Xiang Wan warm. Her grandma left early, she has never seen her, and her mother died in an accident when she was very young. To feel any so-called "motherly love"...

After being treated like this by Mrs. Mo, she was already touched.

When Xiang Wan was immersed in this heart-warming feeling, Mrs. Mo's words made her stunned for a moment.

She heard her say to Mo Huanting, "Stinky boy, do you know how to be sympathetic and cherish jade? Look at Xiaodouzi's lips that have been shed by your kiss. Although Xiaodouzi is so cute, you can't do this. Do you understand in the future?"

Xiang Wan: "..."

Are her lips peeling off?

It was a bit hot and painful, but it was not from being kissed, but from being rubbed out by herself just now.

"Old Mo..." Xiang Wan was about to speak, but was stopped by Mo Huanting.

Mo Huanting's pupils saw Xiang Wan's embarrassment fully, and then said calmly with a bit of teasing: "Grandma, otherwise, how can I let you hug your great-grandson as soon as possible?"

She didn't expect Mo Huanting to say that, even though she knew he was just acting, Xiang Wan's face was still as red as a shrimp at this moment, and she felt that she could no longer act.

Sitting there with her hands twisted in her lap, she was thinking about what she should say next.

"Stinky boy, you are really thick-skinned, you look at Xiaodouzi and feel embarrassed." Mrs. Mo rolled her grandson's eyes, and then she turned her eyes to Xiang Wan who was sitting beside her, and said softly: "Little Douzi Douzi, let's stay here today, just as grandma has something to tell you."

-End of this chapter-