The Great God Lives Next Door: Strongly Doting on the Cute Wife

Chapter 7 Little White Face?
"Dad, don't come on a blind date just because your mother can't support you, and don't let your mother go because your mother is not as beautiful as your aunt."

The woman sitting on the side listened to Mo Mo's words, with a look of disdain flashing across her face, she thought she was an elite person with a noble appearance, but she turned out to be a pretty boy.

It's okay for everyone to just have fun, but let's just skip the discussion of marriage.

But when Mo Mo said the word "Auntie", her face turned red and turned pale.

It's the turn of the decade, so I don't look like an aunt anymore.

This pair of father and son is really terrible. The older one has to be raised by others, and the younger one has no education at all.

"Mr. Qian, I think we are really not suitable." The woman picked up the small bag and left the room.

It turned out that the blind date was Qian Jingyu, Mo Mo's older brother.

After seeing the woman walking away, Qian Jingyu looked at Mo Mo, "Have you cried enough? You are capable, where did you prepare your lines?"

"No." Mo Mo continued to shed tears, "It's all your fault, my sister hasn't been online recently, it's all your fault."

Momo faced the cat's face and continued to be confident: "There is no need to prepare for those words, aren't you just a little boy, with such a white face, you deserve to be arranged by your mother for a blind date!"

Qian Jingyu looked down at Mo Mo who was just above her knees.

Mo Mo, who was stared at by Qian Jingyu, whose back was numb, unconsciously loosened the corner of his clothes.

Not afraid of death, he continued to pluck the tiger's hair, "It's not your fault, if it weren't for your crow's mouth, my sister wouldn't be offline for so long."

Mo Mo felt extremely wronged.It was hard to find someone willing to play with him, but he never came online.

"Wipe it clean, go home, and play a game with you." Qian Jingyu pointed to the tissue on the table, leaning her slender legs casually against the wall.

When he heard that his brother was going to take him, his eyes shone with joy.He quickly took out a few tissues and wiped his face dry.

Seeing that the ink had been wiped off, he walked out of the room.

Seeing this, Mo Mo ran after Qian Jingyu with his short legs.

"Brother, I want to play assassin this time. And I want to..."

With his left hand in his pocket, Qian Jingyu let out a lazy "hmm".

When Wang Yue returned to his seat, Wang Yang was about to finish eating a whole grilled fish.

Seeing how he was feasting, Wang Yue wondered if the stone plate was not hot, would he have to stick his tongue in it to lick it clean.

"Sister, brother specially left a bowl of fish for you." Wang Yang put his chopsticks into the stone plate before he swallowed.

"Brother, did someone snatch it from you?"

"You don't understand, blood can flow from your head or your head can be cut off, but you can't live up to the delicious food." After saying that, he picked up the fish and quickly put it into his mouth.

Wang Yue's mouth twitched.Sure enough, the world of foodies is not something ordinary people can understand.

After seeing off her elder brother Wang Yang, Wang Yue passed by a middle school, which happened to be after school, and students in twos and threes walked away in groups.

Several students in non-mainstream attire were squatting or standing next to stone statues on the roadside.

Everyone has a mobile phone in their hand, playing the most popular mobile games nowadays.

Occasionally they can be heard yelling "Come back, fuck him" and so on.

When Wang Yue returned home and washed her face, she remembered why she felt familiar when hearing the word "Mo Mo".

Oh my gosh.I actually let go of my children! ?Covering his face with his hands.I feel a little bit guilty in my heart.

Opening the game interface, Wang Yue took a deep breath.

Don't worry, children can't play games for too long, it's not good for eyes.Besides, no matter how wise the parents are, they will control the length of time their children play games.

Well, yes, that's right.

After comforting herself, Wang Yue clicked the "Start Game" button.

However, the facts tell us that the ideal is full and the reality is skinny.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, please ^3^

　　


(End of this chapter)