The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Mucheng walked slowly to Liu Zhenzhen's side, opened her eyelids and glanced at that face, she looked familiar.

It was the person Zhang Qi told her just now who imitated her direction.

In the photos Zhang Qi showed her, even the dressing style was the same as hers.

"Are you here? What are you doing?" She was taller than Liu Zhenzhen, standing in front of her with her legs crooked, not looking formal, and giving off a wild gangster air.

"What? You want to seduce him?" Su Mucheng smiled lazily: "It's not me who says you are like this, it's too bad."

From the moment she came in, she was being attacked. Liu Zhenzhen's face became uglier every moment. Due to Mo Yanchen's presence, she had to endure it.

After a moment, a smile appeared on her face again: "Miss, please be respectful."

Liu Zhenzhen was a popular star in the new year, and Su Mucheng's hair was long and slightly blocked her face. She only felt that he looked familiar and didn't think of it.

Moreover, I didn’t think about it at all.

Who doesn't know that in that wedding that caused a sensation in the sea, the bride was a vegetative state who would not wake up.

Therefore, she subconsciously believed that this was just a familiar and similar person at most.

"respect?"

Su Mucheng laughed, stretched out her hand and poked Liu Zhenzhen's shoulder, forcing her to take two steps back, then took out a piece of paper to wipe her hands, and said calmly: "Dad, I'll teach you what integrity is."

She paused and then said, "I'll teach you about respect again."

Liu Zhenzhen was extremely angry and was about to fight back when she saw Su Mucheng turn around and lift Mo Yanchen's chin.

Her eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

"This is about seduction. See if it's like this."

After saying this, she took out the lollipop, leaned over, and kissed the man's thin red lips.

The man didn't move, and even opened his mouth in cooperation with her, letting her do whatever she wanted.

The dark pupils were filled with tiny smiles.

Liu Zhenzhen was stunned.

Then she saw Su Mucheng turning around, slowly taking the wine from Liu Zhenzhen's hand, with the cup rim down, and poured it directly at her feet. She slightly raised the corners of her eyes, breaking through the madness in her bones: "My husband, what are you talking about? Idea? Huh?"

"You still want to talk to me about respect?"

Su Mucheng chuckled, sat directly on Mo Yanchen's lap, propped her chin up and looked at her: "Where the hell did you get your face?"

The tone was neither light nor serious, but it was extremely lethal.

Liu Zhenzhen's expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help but be shocked, and her eyes moved towards Mo Yanchen with difficulty.

And he was holding Su Mucheng, as if he was afraid that she would not be able to sit still, so he hugged her directly. His cold expression just now was now smiling, and he loved the way his baby looked so protective of his food.

Liu Zhenzhen was wearing casual shoes, the uppers of which were wet with alcohol, and her carefully dressed makeup was full of anger.

But he didn't dare to have an attack, so he could only endure it.

She glanced at the man with a lazy and carefree posture on the sofa. She felt like she had been slapped in the face. Her face was so painful that she couldn't stand and turned around to leave.

Su Mucheng curled her lips and stared at Mo Yanchen with a smile, "Mr. Mo."

She brought him a bottle of wine and said in a playful tone: "Blow a bottle?"

The man bit her lips lightly, smiling crazily and indulgently: "Open it for me, and let me blow it for you to see."

Su Mucheng laughed, put the wine back on the table, and began to question: "During my absence, did any little goblin stab you?"

"Yes, I have."

"??"

She narrowed her eyes and her aura changed: "Who?"

The man's smile couldn't be suppressed, and it vibrated out from his chest in tiny pieces. It was low and intoxicating: "You."

"I only let my little bad guy stab him."

He lightly bit her earlobe, and his tingling voice, like an electric current, penetrated her eardrums: "Prick it wherever you want, anywhere."

"Master Sao, take it easy." Su Mucheng nestled in his arms and looked at the door with a playful look.

Qin Xiaomeng still stood there without moving, with a beautiful face under the dim light.

It's obvious - no!open!Heart!

Oh shit!I saw my love rival again!

Cheng Zixiu wanted to laugh, so he stood up, walked over, and touched her head: "What? Standing there still, do you want to be a door god?"

"How dare you." Qin Door God crossed his arms, raised a pair of small eyebrows, and smiled: "I want to be a door god, how can those peach blossoms like yours come in again?"

Then, he turned his head and walked away.

Cheng Zixiu was confused: "????"

what has he done?

Looking back, he saw Su Mucheng holding her chin and smiling, and he was immediately confused.

Then people hurried out to chase him. The ancestor was unhappy and had to be coaxed.