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

The atmosphere at the table was quiet for a while.

Bai Xiran spoke frankly.

After the words fell, Mo Junzhe's always gloomy expression finally eased a little.

On the other side, Feng Tianyou just let out a cold "hum", and finally couldn't find any other reason for embarrassment, so he died down.

Bai Xiran thought for a while, and explained in a low voice, "We don't know much about these dining rules, so we left early today. Next time we have a chance, when you come to Ningcheng, we will treat you well."

"April." Mo Junzhe said suddenly.

The low and hoarse voice is full of obvious decision-making, and it always makes people concentrate when it is in the ear.

Several people looked up at him.

"April, invite everyone to come over."

"What are you going to do?" It was Feng Zhiliang who said this, and he was confused.

From his point of view, although he is a partial branch of the Feng family, he has always relied on the Feng family to live, so he naturally hopes that the Feng Mo family can restore the old relationship and eat soup together.

But from a personal point of view, he really doesn't like Mo Junzhe...

The man finally got up.

The slender figure stood by the dining table, and when the shadow fell, the atmosphere became more dignified in an instant.

But the next moment, he directly held the soft hand of the woman beside him, and said in a cold voice, "Come to our wedding."

Feng Tianyou, "!!"

Bai Xiran, "???"

Xiaobao, "Wow!"

He was the most cheering among all the people present.

The little guy jumped up almost straight away, squeezed his soft hands in, insisting on holding the other with one hand, and asked in a childish voice, "Papa and Ranran are going to hold a wedding?"

"In a wedding dress and a suit, it's beautiful and good-looking, the kind of wedding where there are many, many people?"

Mo Junzhe responded with a "hmm".

Bai Xiran next to him was stunned.

what is this?
She opened her lips in amazement, and pulled the man's arm.

Mo Junzhe grabbed her back with his backhand and led the mother and son away from the dining table.

"April NO.18, the specific location will be printed on the invitation."

……

"Mo Junzhe, what kind of invitation, what kind of wedding, please tell me clearly." When he arrived at the room, the little guy was thrown out of the door by the man, and then he grabbed the chattering little wife and walked in.

Bai Xi was so annoyed.

She stood by the door, her little face flushed with anger.

But the man next to him went straight to the side and turned on the computer casually.

"Number 18 next month, the fortune teller said that the day is good."

Photographer?

"A fortune teller is a fortune teller, what kind of teacher is it?"

Bai Xiran clenched his palms tightly, and was in a very irritable state.

"Then it's fate, he has some reputation in Ningcheng, and many people like to look for him."

and many more.

That's not the point!
Bai Xiran reacted quickly.

She stood quietly by the table, just looking at Mo Junzhe.

The man's eyes fell on the computer screen, but there was a strong smile in his brows, and the brows that were frowning just now were loosened. Seeing her angry appearance, he finally spoke in a low voice.

"Madam doesn't want a wedding?"

"of course, I……"

Mo Junzhe stared at her directly.

Such gloomy eyes looked straight into her eyes.

Bai Xiran was stunned.

She squeezed her fingers hard, but didn't speak for a while.

The man came to a conclusion and tapped the keyboard with his long fingers, making a crisp sound.

"Since you want to, why are you still angry?"

The tapping sound of the keyboard was not loud, but in a quiet room, it was a bit abrupt.

When Mo Junzhe spoke, his voice was too casual.

It's as simple as... explaining what to eat for tomorrow morning.