Chapter 687: Wife, let me

Dingdong...dingdong!
The door bell rang again.
The little man slipped off the sofa and ran towards the door barefoot:
"Who is it?" He didn't open the door for the first time, but shouted out loudly.
"Ningning, it's me, Uncle Zhou."
Hearing the voice of an acquaintance, the villain opened the door, Zhou Xian's figure appeared in front of him, and behind Zhou Xian, there were several uncles carrying long guns and short cannons.
"Good afternoon Xiao Ningning."
The little man's eyes quickly scanned the people behind Zhou Xian, let alone, the little guy at this time really looked a little like his father.
The few people behind Zhou Xian didn't expect the eyes of the little turnip head to be so sharp!
It is indeed the species of Emperor Mo!
"Hi, hello Ningning, we are from the director group."
The little guy was dumbfounded, and raised his head to ask Zhou Xian:
"Uncle Zhou, why did the directors come to our house?"
Huh?
"Ningning, don't you know?"
"Should Ningning know anything?"
Zhou Xian was sure that the child really didn't know anything.
Obviously, Brother Mo didn't say anything.
It's quite in line with Mo Ge's less-spoken style.
Just as Zhou Xian was about to explain to the villain, Mo Boyuan's figure appeared:
"Come in." A group of people said lightly toward the door.
"Good Brother Mo."
"Brother Mo."
Everyone greeted them first, and then they dared to enter the door with the guy.
hiss!
It seems that the previous online exposure is true!
The Emperor Mo's family really lives here!
However, when they stepped inside the door, the director group was dumbfounded.
This, this is really... where Mo Di lives?
Isn't it too crude?
The decoration looks crude and inferior, even if there are no decorations, the entire living room is a set of ordinary furniture sets that can’t be more ordinary....Also, it is actually a two-bedroom room. After a group of people came in, they were all dressed up. Feeling unrelenting.
Could it be that the Mo family is bankrupt?
Not really!
Even if the Mo family goes bankrupt, the assets that Emperor Mo has earned in the entertainment industry over the years are not a small sum.
When Jiang Tingxu heard the noise outside in the kitchen, he walked out and saw that there were suddenly more people in the house.
And the eyes of those people looked over at the same time.
"My sister-in-law."
Zhou Xian's first voice can be regarded as a solution for everyone.
It turns out that this is the princess who has been protected by the prince, who has never been exposed to the public?
"Good morning, Madam."
Everyone was excited.
This is the princess, the princess!
Fuck, I actually saw the honor to see the true face!
There is no such fascinating soul as in the legend. How many people on the Internet secretly sour the princess as a fox?
Looking at it now, the princess clearly had a different feeling.
Refined from the dust, dignified appearance, curvy and tingling, beautiful and natural.
This must be the face of Gao Menzheng's wife in ancient times!
With those coquettish goods, it is not at the same level.
"Hello, sit down, don't dislike it if you don't have time to clean up at home."
Looking at the take-out bag still in the corner of the door, I also know that this family of three has indeed just had lunch.
After hearing Xu's greeting, Jiang went to the kitchen to take out the cup and pour water.
Mo Boyuan didn't know when the figure had already arrived behind Jiang Tingxu, holding the woman's hand:
"My wife, I'll come."
How can I be willing to give my wife tea to others?
Old vinegar jar, the kind that can be sour anytime and anywhere.
Of course Jiang Tingxu wouldn't refuse, letting go:
"Ok."
Then let go a few steps.