little ancestors in modern times

Yan Jiabao didn't know how he came to Mo Jingyan, he kept clamoring in his heart, he was in trouble, he was going to die, and after careful consideration of his words, he said, "That...that's sorry! My child I'm young, I don't remember anything, it's just this habit, I like to hug people's thighs, don't mind, I will definitely teach him a lesson when I go back."

Speaking of which, Yan Jiabao was about to hug the little ancestor, but it was a pity that the other party obviously didn't intend to be so talkative.

Mo Jingyan didn't give Yan Jiabao a look, and directly twisted the little meat ball hanging on his leg and entered the Mo's building.

People around have a kind of fear of the rest of their lives. The farce comes and goes very strangely. Some people can't help but want to gossip, but they just can't help it. They don't take action, and the disaster comes out of their mouths.

Yan Jiabao hastily followed in cowardly.

The little ancestor who was pinched for the first time twisted his small body uncomfortably, and looked at Mo Jingyan with aggrieved eyes, "Damn, it's uncomfortable, little ancestor is uncomfortable."

Yan Jiabao's heart ached when he heard it from behind, and he really wanted to rush forward and say how the little ancestor could be screwed. Of course, the little ancestor would be uncomfortable, but he didn't have the guts, and he didn't know what to do with Big Brother Mo Settle accounts after autumn.

Mo Jingyan frowned, stared at it for a few seconds, and faintly uttered the word "delicate".

Having said that, his subordinates changed their movements, and now the little ancestor nestled comfortably in Mo Jingyan's arms.

As the saying goes, full of warmth and lust, ah no, after the little ancestor was comfortable, his mind began to be happy, "Eggy, I didn't expect that after you became ugly, it would be quite useful. In the past, the little ancestor hugged you, but now you can too." After hugging the little ancestor, I can still talk to the little ancestor, and there is only the little ancestor and Eggy in that big and dark place... ".

"Shut up", I don't know which word or word in the little ancestor's words stimulated Mo Jingyan's nerves, a knife-like pain flashed in his mind, and his face became dark and heavy.

The little ancestor in his arms shrank his neck, obviously frightened, like a child who did something wrong, bit his lip, and looked at Eggy with cautious eyes, just now Eggy was so fierce, the little ancestor was scared.

How fierce is it, Yan Jiabao really wanted to rush forward and shout, but he held back, whoever said it was their fault first.In fact, it was the best of luck that the boss didn't throw the little ancestor out on the spot at that time.

Who in their circle doesn't know the big boss's taboo, and doesn't know whether it is accurate to say cleanliness. Anyway, the big boss can't tolerate others getting close to him. More than ten years ago, at a family banquet, there was an ignorant child. Like the little ancestor, he ran over when the parents didn't notice, and didn't hug the big brother's leg, but touched it tightly. Unexpectedly, the big brother's face immediately became quite ugly, and he twisted the child and threw it out. Fortunately, there was a big lake next to it, and the child just fell into the lake, but was frightened by taking a few sips of water.

And after the big guy dumped someone, he left with a cold face. From then on, people from all major families would tell their children not to violate the big guy's taboo. Be strong, otherwise the family whose child was dumped back then would be the victim, but the next day, regardless of the child's crying and fear, he dragged him to Mo's house to make amends and apologize.

The situation is a bit strange now. Not only was the little ancestor not thrown out, but he was also hugged in his arms. Yan Jiabao looked a little horrified. Boss Mo won't be over-stimulated!

After getting out of the elevator, Mo Jingyan couldn't control the dull pain in his head more and more, his breathing gradually became heavy, and he walked quickly towards the office.

In the elevator just now, Yan Jiabao didn't dare to look around, and kept looking down at his insteps, but when he got out of the elevator, the corner of his eye touched Mo Jingyan's side face for a moment, and then he saw someone hugging his little ancestor and hurried away.

Why is the big brother's face a little strange, it's not because of his cleanliness, the little ancestor - Yan Jiabao hurried to catch up.

The sound of the door being slammed shut made Yan Jiabao's body tremble. He ran up a few steps and pushed the door open. No one knew that his hand was shaking when he pushed the door.

The scene after the door opened made Yan Jiabao's face turn pale with fright, and he exclaimed "Ah!"

Mo Jingyan was covering his head in pain with one hand, his facial expression was a bit ferocious, while the other hand was holding the little ancestor in a way of pinching the little ancestor's neck!The little ancestor's puffy white and tender face has turned crimson purple, his small eyes are tightly closed in pain, his small mouth is slightly open to say something but he can't make a sound.

Yan Jiabao's eyes were bloodshot from this scene, and he lost control and rushed forward to save the little ancestor.

"Let go of the little ancestor, bastard, you let go of the little ancestor, he is just a child, you are a devil."

"Devil!" Mo Jingyan let go of his hand covering his head and sneered, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty light, he easily dodged Yan Jiabao's movements, "Then I will show you what a real devil is."

After the words fell, two strong men in black suddenly appeared at the door, each of them controlled Yan Jiabao.

"Let go of me, you let me go".

"Wuuu, big brother, I beg you, you are about to let the little ancestor go, he is dying, he is still a child, you can't", Yan Jiabao struggled and couldn't break free, tears fell down.

It's a pity that his words are useless to Mo Jingyan. At this time, a voice keeps shouting in Mo Jingyan's head: kill him, kill him, and you and I won't have to argue, and we won't have to suffer anymore. .

"kill him?"

"killed?"

Mo Jingyan muttered obsessively, his deep black eyes gradually became hollow, and he slowly tightened his five fingers.

Yan Jiabao, who was being held aside, heard his murmured words clearly, and he screamed, "No, you can't, ah! Ancestor, little ancestor, hurry up and fight back."

"Yes, robe, robe, hurry up and protect your master... hurry up".

"do not want!"

"Little ancestor, magic weapon, protective cover, woohoo, hurry up and protect the lord..." A hot teardrop fell from the corner of Xiaozu's eye, and dripped on the back of Mo Jingyan's hand, which made his hand loosen subconsciously. It burned into his heart and made his head dizzy and swollen, the clamoring voice disappeared.

Mo Jingyan seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, watching the movement in his hand, the pinching hand trembled uncontrollably, and there was a commotion at the door.

"Get out of the way, I'm here to pick up my grandson and great-grandson, Mr. Mo, I know you're inside, quickly bring my grandson and great-grandson back here!" Yan Jiabao, who was crying in despair, heard a voice outside the door, like someone drowning Grabbing a life-saving straw, he broke down in tears and shouted to the old man outside the door: "Grandpa...Grandpa, come and save the little ancestor, he is going to be strangled to death, hurry up."

The word "strangle to death" not only stimulated the old man Yan outside the door, but also stimulated Mo Jingyan, his black pupils gradually dilated, and then he threw the little ancestor in his hand to the sofa aside, covering his hands A painful groan escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Jingyan took down the pinching hand and stared at it for a few seconds. The man seemed to be crazy, and ran towards the door in a stumbling manner.

Mr. Yan was outside the door anxiously trying to rush in, and when he recognized the person, "President Mo, where are you going? Even if the child is young, you can't be so lawless. What did you do to my great-grandson?" .

Mo Jingyan didn't answer Mr. Yan's words, but hurried forward, as if he wanted to escape from something.

After he left, the people who stopped Mr. Yan also retreated.

Mr. Yan hurried in regardless of other things. As soon as he entered, he saw Yan Jiabao hugging his little ancestor and weeping in grief. His eyes touched the little ancestor's neck with red and purple pinch marks. Steady, eyes turned red.

"Sin! Sin!" Mr. Yan's expression on his face instantly seemed to be ten years old, and he also cried in a low voice like a child.

It was late, and he was still late.

The Internet celebrity forgot to turn off the live broadcast when he hurriedly put away his phone. The video behind it was pitch black, but the sound was still recorded. Although the live broadcast content was not blocked before it was widely disseminated, Mr. Yan still watched the complete video.

He will also attend the meeting held in the Mo's in the afternoon, and there are two old friends who are present together. They just talked about the meeting in a private club near the Mo's, and then the secretary of the old friend hurriedly came to report the accident He still looked at him vaguely, and his heart skipped a beat, thinking that it should have something to do with their old Yan's family.

After watching the full version of the video that his assistant found, Mr. Yan couldn't sit still. Perhaps other people don't know what kind of existence Mo Jingyan is, but the few old guys present here know the most. top secret.

On the way here, Mr. Yan kept praying in his heart that nothing would happen, absolutely nothing would happen, but unexpectedly something happened.

The entire room was enveloped in an invisible sadness.

Suddenly, a light cough sounded like a beam of scorching sun pouring into the room, bringing light and diluting the sadness in the room, followed by a burst of children's wailing.

"Whoa! Woohoo".

Yan Jiabao stopped crying, excitedly went to see the little ancestor in his arms, he was not dead, the little ancestor was not dead.

"Hey, little ancestor, it's great that you're all right."

Mr. Yan also wept with joy: "It's fine, it's fine."

"Master, give me a hug."

Maybe he was really frightened, the little ancestor subconsciously sought the hug of the most majestic Mr. Yan in the room, as if only his hug could soothe the frightened little heart just now.

Old Man Yan felt sad for a while, carefully picked him up, and coaxed him softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my little ancestor is not afraid, the grandfather is here."

In the arms of Mr. Yan, the little ancestor cried even more sadly, and choked up while crying: "Wuwu, the balls are bad, the balls are bad, don't be balls, little ancestors don't be balls."

"Yeah, our little ancestor doesn't want this egg anymore, this is a big villain, the grandfather finds another egg for our little ancestor, and finds a good egg for our little ancestor."

"It hurts, it hurts, the little ancestor hurts, the ball hurts the little ancestor, the little ancestor doesn't care about Dandan anymore."