The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Mucheng tightened Mo Yanchen's hand and turned to look at him.

The man is still dignified and cold, just like before, his expression has not changed at all.

He squeezed the little hand in his palm gently, as if to comfort him.

He looked at Fan Tian and sneered. He didn't seem to take him seriously. He even took out a cigarette from his coat and bit it in his mouth, showing an arrogant and uninhibited attitude.

Fan Tian narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing.

About 2 minutes later, Fan Tian's cell phone vibrated. He took a look and saw that it was the call from his men in the black market.

The corners of his lips curled up and he connected.

"Chief, we fell into Mo Yanchen's trap and we are all dead!"

Fan Tian's eyes suddenly froze.The five fingers holding the phone tightened suddenly, and he looked at Mo Yanchen in disbelief.

The man turned his head and lit the cigarette, his aura was dark and cold.

"Fan Tian, ​​you set up a good game, but it's a pity that my opponent is me."

In the black market, his people were wiped out so easily, Mo Yanchen was keenly aware that something was wrong, and quietly used the tricks to see what tricks he wanted to play.

It turned out that Fan Tian wanted to invite you to the urn, making him think that all his people had been wiped out, and then ordered his people to take back the territory and occupy it.

When everyone is ready, Fan Tian will come and catch them all.

It's a pity that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole leaves behind.

Mo Yanchen saw this situation thoroughly.

He calmly followed the plan and moved people in, making Fan Tian mistakenly think that everything was within his expectations. However, he didn't know that his people came in the dark. After Fan Tian's people took action, they surrounded him from inside and outside. Not a single one is left.

Fan Tian's face was horribly dark, and he was staring at Mo Yanchen like a sword, and even the muscles on his face were trembling slightly.

Even so, he remained calm.

After a moment, he pulled his lips and smiled: "As expected of Master Chen, he is very cruel."

This time, he underestimated Mo Yanchen's methods. Next time, it won't be so easy.

.........

In the car, Mo Yanchen looked at Su Mucheng's pinched, red and swollen wrist, his eyes full of evil.

But when I raised my head, all the emotions disappeared in an instant, and all that was left was tenderness: "Does it hurt?"

He held her wrist gently, rubbing it slightly with his fingertips, not daring to exert any more force.

"It doesn't hurt."

Su Mucheng tilted her head and looked at him, saying meaningfully: "Master Chen, you are quite good at playing."

"what?"

Su Mucheng shook her head: "Nothing."

She originally thought that Fan Tian would have a good chance of winning, but she didn't expect that the man next to her was quite hidden.

But it is true that in the last life, she only saw him surrendering for her.

In this life, because of her, he was invincible.

"Yan Chen."

She suddenly leaned forward and kissed his lips, her eyelashes lowered and slightly fluttering, falling into his eyes like light feathers.

The man's back stiffened, and he wrapped his arms around her, not daring to move.

The girl's lips were very soft, and her lips and teeth gently bit his lips.

"Yan Chen, promise me, no matter what you encounter in the future, you will look down on everything just like you did today. You are noble and elegant, and you are cold and arrogant. You should not have your wings broken because of anything."

The man's heart skipped a beat, he raised his hand to clasp the back of her head, held her tightly in his arms, and leaned forward to deepen the kiss.

Fool, because of you, I am the noble, cold and arrogant Mo Yanchen.

The girl looked at him, and the man's pupils were dark and bright, as if they were dotted with the most dazzling stars.

As for Fan Tian...

Su Mucheng's eyes dropped coldly. He would definitely not end here. He would definitely not be able to swallow the breath after suffering such a big fall in Mo Yanchen's hands.

We were in Haishi Community just now, and it was inappropriate to have a gunfight, so we didn't touch him.

Mo Yanchen took her back to Mo Garden, took out the medicine box and applied medicine to her hand.

The little girl he held dear to his heart would feel very distressed even if she was even slightly injured.

"Fortunately, no bone was hurt."

She looked down at the man applying medicine and massaging seriously, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his head.

"Yan Chen, don't make such a fuss. It's just a bruise."

The man didn't say anything. He carefully held the girl's wrist and rubbed it with gentle movements until the medicine was absorbed.

.........

cy entertainment.

"Wang Le, what's going on with you? Why are you letting the show crew down?"

Qin Xiaomeng looked very bad. After communicating with Wang Le, she specially assigned her an interactive variety show suitable for newcomers who were just starting out.

Not only does the camera look good, but it can also accumulate fans and gain popularity. She is good at letting go without even saying hello.

"You are talking." Qin Xiaomeng pointed at the text: "Here, explain."

"Why are you so angry?"

Wang Le sat on a chair with his legs crossed, admiring his beautiful manicure, and blew it on his nails caringly. He was not worried at all about what Qin Xiaomeng said.

She glanced at the text on the table and didn't care: "This variety show is too low-level and not suitable for me."

"I'll go!" Qin Xiaomeng couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Too low grade? Not suitable for you?"

"Sister, you are a newcomer who has just debuted. The program team did not choose you, but you chose someone else first?"

"There's more." Qin Xiaomeng clapped her hand on the text very hard, and it was obvious that she was very angry: "Sister, I have communicated with you about this before and informed you, right? Just forget it. If you don’t want to go, should you tell me?”

He didn't even say hello, he just let the pigeons go.

On the day of recording, the program team was not prepared at all, not even a substitute.