Chapter 1813: Daxie's palm pets 18

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The appearance of the masterpiece made Mo Yi's eyebrows wrinkled.
In fact, what makes him feel sick is not the appearance of a familiar woman that the woman deliberately pretended.
But he couldn’t hear other women calling him Uncle Mo again.
"We are not familiar, I am not your uncle, you should call me Mr. Mo!" Mo Yizhen looked up and down the eyes of Luo Xinyu, and then very disgusted to say, "And look at you like this, no smaller than me. Years old, I really can't be your uncle."
Although Luo Xinyu has long suffered from Mo Yiwei's poison tongue, she has a feeling of collapsing every time she faces it.
And he has been entangled with him so many times, and for the first time he is so clear that he refuses to be outside his world.
Luo Xinyu’s eyes were red in an instant, and the tears were really hung in the eyelids, but they didn’t dare to cry out. I was afraid that the man would be more disgusted.
However, Luo Liyan saw her like this, but could not help but succumb to the hook and corner.
Luo Xinyu has just been released. In order to have a sense of makeup in front of the lens that is over-filtered and beautiful, she is now a look of makeup, at least three or four times older than her actual age. It’s no wonder that Mo Yi’s words would be so ugly.
However, this man will actually catch up with his own family, but it is really beyond her expectations!
Want to come to him is very satisfied with the kiss? !
Sure enough, this innocent little Chu is not awkward!
However, I just wanted to pull back a little face to deliberately tease him.
Now that he knows that he likes to have close contact with himself, he can't even satisfy him.
Otherwise, it’s not your own!
Luo Liyan silently thought about it.
Then I felt the man's cold eyes fall on his body, the temperature was two degrees lower, busy on the back of the sofa, holding his head, and looking at him with a smile.
"Uncle Mo, how come you?"
The sweet and greasy voice made Mo Yizhen want to fry the hair, and finally it was slightly smoothed down.
He threw a few bags in his hand to the ground, and his face flashed a bit of an unnatural look, but he was quickly covered up.
"You are running very fast, don't want anything, right?"
"Thank you, Uncle Mo, I am not too nervous, I forgot it!" Luo Liyan whispered, then walked over, looked at his own few dance bags, and squinted at him with a playful look. "I knew that you had to run this way. I shouldn’t have to take a taxi at the time and waste my taxi fare!"
"You want to use me as a driver again?" Mo Yizhen's face was slightly unpleasant.
The woman didn’t have a good time in her mind. She wanted to use herself to retaliate against her stupid nephew and wanted to give her a driver.
She can't really use her own heart? !
As for her, she still hopes that she can dream like she is, as she wishes.
"Who said it! I obviously want to get along with Mo Shushu for a little more time!" Luo Liyan was not very happy and reached out and poked the abs.
Her arrogant move shocked Luo Xinyu and Luo Mu.
Especially the mother.
After all, she is an older adult, not like a little girl, silly thinking that this man standing at the top of the pyramid will be because they are with the Zhou family for twenty years old neighbors, even when they were young Zhou has lived for a few years and feels that they can talk to such a man.

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