Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

When Anyang turned his head suddenly, he saw Zhuo Han falling asleep with his eyes closed.

Originally, he wanted to wake him up, but when he saw his quiet face and sleeping soundly, he stopped thinking suddenly.

Quietly watching him fall asleep, he took off his glasses, removed the sharpness from his eyes, and covered them with a gentle light.

It's been half an hour since the movie ended, and Zhuo Han still hasn't woken up, so Anyang looked at him quietly.

The staff of the movie theater came in and urged me several times.

"Miss, we are going to clear the venue and prepare for the next customer to enter the venue."

In order not to wake Zhuo Han up, Anyang went out to buy a ticket again.

"Is it alright now?"

"……OK."

There were still not many people in the next movie, Zhuo Han still slept comfortably.

Anyang became the emissary to protect him from sleeping, preventing him from being woken up.

However, this movie was not as quiet as before, it was very noisy, before the movie ended, Zhuo Han was woken up.

He looked at the time, it was already night.

Touching the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he said, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

An Yang looked disgusted, "I'm going to beat your head so hard that you won't wake up, what else should I call?"

When Zhuo Han heard this, he immediately touched his head.

It didn't seem to hurt, but I was still very upset.

"You are a woman who knows how to be violent to me. I regard you as a friend anyway."

"Go away, I am so unlucky to have you as a friend."

"How did you talk?"

"Speak with your mouth!"

"..."

When the two returned to Lan Xi's house, Lan Xi and Mo Jingchen also came back from the hospital.

Zhuo Han said to Lan Xi: "She can't live in a hotel, she insists on staying at your house."

Lan Xi smiled and said, "I welcome you very much!"

Anyang looked around the facilities of the house and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, eighty points."

After the evaluation, he looked at Lan Xi unceremoniously, "Which room do I live in?"

Lan Xi pointed to the third floor, "Choose it by yourself, tell Mama Wu which one you want to live in, and let her clean it for you."

"Thanks!"

There are more people in the family, Su Menglai is helping Wu Ma cook in the kitchen.

Zhuo Han came back, she didn't go out to meet him right away.

They haven't seen each other since their conversation last night.

After cleaning the room, Mama Wu went back to the kitchen and whispered to Su Menglai, "This doctor has a weird personality."

"What's wrong?"

Wu Ma shook her head, "I can't tell, it's just a little weird anyway."

"All right!"

"But it seems that Master Zhuo Han brought it back."

Su Menglai was taken aback, "Really?"

Wu Ma responded: "Anyway, I came back with him, and I seem to know Young Master Mo, and I called her here because of Miss's father's illness."

"So it is!"

After cooking and going out, Su Menglai sat with Lan Xi and asked, "How is uncle's condition?"

Lan Xi shook her head, "There is still no way!"

Su Menglai wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

"What about you? How are you and Han Xiao?"

Su Menglai hummed, "It's okay, it's going on normally."

"That's right, I've seen my parents, it's really normal."

Before dinner, Anyang came down from the shower.

She was dressed in simple short-sleeved shorts, and her gray-brown short hair was still wet. After taking off the glasses on the bridge of her nose, her face looked very small. After the bookishness faded, she became a little more delicate and agile.

The skin is fair and smooth, without a trace of blemishes.

After she sat down, Mo Jingchen and Zhuo Han immediately sat around her, one on the left and the other on the right.

Anyang was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Mo Jingchen took a bottle of red wine and put it in front of her, "50 years of collection, specially prepared for you."

Anyang frowned, but said nothing.

With a snap, Zhuo Han also put the red wine glass in front of her.

"Today we will drink enough with you." Anyang smiled without saying a word.

Lan Xi and Su Menglai stared blankly at the operation of the three of them.

Mo Jingchen poured wine into Anyang's cup and said, "The scenery in Kyoto is pleasant and the weather is excellent. The weather will be fine tomorrow. Let me take you out for fun."

"Really?" Anyang raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Are you two accompanying?"

Zhuo Han suddenly became very dog-legged, and put a big chicken leg in Anyang's bowl.

"Of course! We will accompany you as you want, and we will definitely satisfy you."

Mo Jingchen also nodded, "That's right, I'm happy to accompany you."

"That depends on your performance!"

Mo Jingchen greeted her to eat the dishes, "Try it and see how it goes, if you don't like it, we will change to other dishes."

Anyang raised his face proudly, "It's too far away, and it's too tiring to pick up vegetables."

"I'll do it, I'll do it, how can you do it yourself? I'm your hand for today's meal." Zhuo Han immediately said courteously.

I've never seen him be so hypocritical, never was he particularly arrogant and narcissistic, and felt that he was the best one.

But now he has suddenly changed his nature, being so attentive to Anyang, it doesn't seem like him himself.

"And I!"

Mo Jingchen also followed Zhuo Han, putting vegetables into Anyang's bowl desperately, and they almost piled up into a hill.

Anyang gently shook the red wine glass, "Don't think you two can please me by doing this!"

"Queen, do you need special services at night?" Zhuo Han changed his tactic, flirting.

Anyang asked in confusion: "What special service?"

"Just let you do whatever you want, I can do anything for you!"

Although he knew that he did it on purpose, Anyang was still surprised for a short moment.

Because of his words, I can do anything for you.

It made her feel in a trance for a moment, and she took it seriously.

"Yes, he can serve you in all aspects."

It wasn't until Mo Jingchen's voice sounded that Anyang came back to his senses.

He said with a look of disgust: "Who wants your special service, do you deserve it?"

Zhuo Han: "..."

Mo Jingchen smiled, "He deserves it. He has 72 martial arts skills. There must be one you like."

Anyang snorted coldly, "He didn't!"

"What, is there no market for me now?" Zhuo Han immediately changed his routine, and said coquettishly, "Baby Anyang, just show kindness and take him to play tonight!"

Anyang: "..."

A room full of people: "..."

Lan Xi covered her face, she couldn't see it for a while.

The way Zhuo Han acted like a baby was simply horrible.

His appearance was originally well-maintained and fair-skinned. The more he acted like a baby, the more feminine he would appear.

Therefore, the picture is so exciting that Lan Xi really can't bear to watch it.

"Do you think it's okay? Take him away if you can!"

Mo Jingchen fanned the flames.

The corner of Anyang's mouth twitched, "I said he is not worthy."

Zhuo Han gritted his teeth, "It seems that I am not strong enough, should I do it again?"