The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Bai Xiran, "..."

She couldn't speak.

At this point, I finally understood, this master just held back his anger.

Flying from Ningcheng for such a long time, he was frightened.

Now that he's at the place, besides making Xiaobao stand as a punishment, I'm afraid he can't bear to scold the two of them.

At this point in time, it's better not to provoke him!
Bai Xiran is very knowledgeable.

She almost finished speaking and walked out.

"I'll help Mrs. Duan prepare some food."

Randomly finding an excuse, Bai Xiran fled quickly.

Going out, I happened to meet Xiaobao who was secretly squatting on the ground playing with his mobile phone.

The mother and son stared wide-eyed for two seconds.

Bai Xiran hurried over, "Xiaobao, your father is coming out soon."

The little guy stood up almost immediately, and immediately put away the phone.

When Mo Junzhe passed by, he was already in a standard military posture.

The man's eyes swept up and down, and the little guy had already put away his belly.

"Mr. Mo, what are you fussing about with a child? We're missing one of three, will you come?" At this time, Mao Arthur had regained his strength.

But it's because of this Mr. Mo that he was bullied, and now he has to find a way to save face.

Mo Junzhe looked down from above, and after a brief glance, he uttered a few cold words, "Not interested."

"It's just for fun, old Annie is here, she's absolutely innocent." Duan Nan promised.

The man seemed unmoved.

Mao Arthur still couldn't bear it, "We made an agreement with Xiaobao early in the morning, now you make him stand as a punishment and can't play. Either you, the father, will take the place, or we can invite your wife out gone."

Only then did Mo Junzhe's mood fluctuate slightly.

"My wife won't."

"so?"

The words have reached this point.

Mo Junzhe seemed to find no reason to refuse.

He finally stepped down from upstairs.

Little Treasure was a little excited, and softly shouted, "Come on, Dad! They are all good food, and they are not amazing at all. Dad, let's kill them!"

Mo Junzhe's eyes were fixed, and he seemed to have a measure in his mind, and sat down directly in front of the card table.

"playing what?"

"New tricks, Xiaobao knows..." Mao Arthur roughly said the rules, "Don't say that we bully you as a novice, the first two rounds are just practice, regardless of winning or losing."

"Okay." The man looked extremely calm.

Mao Arthur made two "tsk tsk", sarcasm in his loud voice, "The appearance is really good, don't be an embroidered pillow..."

When he said this, Mo Junzhe's expression was calm, with almost no ups and downs.

On the contrary, it was old Anne next to her, her hand shuffling the cards trembling.

"Little uncle, do you really want to play?"

Mo Junzhe opened his eyes, his expression was calm, and he just said "um".

The situation is already on the verge of an arrow and has to be launched.

Old Annie shuffled the cards resignedly.

"I'll put my ugly words up front. No matter who wins or loses, and no matter how many rounds you lose, don't be angry."

"Of course, my Mao Arthur brand has always been good, as long as Mr. Mo doesn't get angry..."

Old Annie let out two "hehe" and dared not speak any more.

Just kidding not.

If others don't know, how can he not know.

As far as this calculation ability and memory ability are concerned, the little uncle's family is basically inherited from the ancestors!
After returning to China many years ago to stay in the Spring Festival, and their whole family lost completely, Old Annie knew it well.

And Mo Junzhe kept his eyes on his nose, his nose, his heart, and his expressionless face, only occasionally there was a slight emotional fluctuation in his eyes.