Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

"What's up?"

Gu Li turned her head and looked at Murong Si who was chasing after him, but Gu Susu who was with him was not there.

Where did that girl go?

Gu Li frowned slightly.

Murong Si said to Gu Li with a smile on his face: "Little Lizi, I still want to give you that oil painting you like. Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Give it to me? No need, a gift of 100 million and 1 yuan is too expensive. I can't bear it."

Gu Li lukewarmly refused.

Didn't expect that he took that picture to send her?

It was so hilarious.

Wouldn't it be fine if he didn't **** him? In vain, it cost 90 million more.

Murong Si didn't expect her to refuse, his eyes flashed with surprise, "Don't you like it very much?"

Gu Li gently pulled her lips, "No merit, no reward. Brother Si, if you like my master's work, keep it for yourself."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Mo Shiting's arm, "Husband, let's get in the car and go home."

"Okay!"

Mo Shiting nodded with a smile. He had to admit that she called her husband in front of Murong Si, a name that was more useful than anything.

The car opened, and Gu Li clenched the front passenger seat directly.

"Little pear, listen to me-"

Murong Si didn't give up and wanted to pester her, but was blocked by Mo Shiting, "Didn't you see that my wife doesn't want to talk to you?"

"you--"

Murong Si couldn't help clenching his fists.

At this time, Gu Susu finally caught up and shouted from behind, "Brother Si—"

Mo Shiting said sarcastically, "You brought the second lady of the Gu family out. Take good care of her and don't let her get into trouble."

After the words fell, he went around the front of the car and got into the driver's seat.

Seeing this, Murong Si was so angry that blue veins burst out on his forehead.

Seeing that Mo Shiting had started the engine and slowly drove the car forward, he subconsciously wanted to catch up, but Gu Susu caught his arm.

"Brother Si, why did you run away before you got the oil painting?"

Gu Susu asked with concern.

When he mentioned oil painting, Murong Si got angry and pushed Gu Susu away, "What rubbish? If you want, take it."

"Ah? One hundred million things, you give me?"

Gu Susu was shocked.

Seeing her stupid appearance, Murong Si was even more upset, "Yes, I'll send you off. Go quickly, don't bother me."

After he finished speaking, he walked away with his long legs.

Gu Susu blinked.

Did he really take the wrong medicine tonight?

Or is there too much money to spend?

...

Mo Shiting drove the car directly to the blue sky and blue sea.

On the way, Gu Li was always preoccupied.

"Miss your master?"

Mo Shiting asked her tentatively.

"Uh-huh."

Gu Li nodded sincerely, "I don't know where he is now? Why don't you contact me."

"Maybe, he has a last resort."

Mo Shiting comforted her, "However, with the clues, you shouldn't be happy, right?"

"I'm not unhappy."

Gu Li said seriously, "I just want to know where he is."

Speaking of this, she cheered up, her eyes full of anticipation, "Brother Ting, you said, since the organizer has Master's paintings, will they know his whereabouts?"

Mo Shiting couldn't bear to pour cold water on her, but he told her truthfully, "They don't know. This painting was sent anonymously."

Gu Li: "Oh."

The little face collapsed instantly.

Mo Shiting reached out and rubbed her head, with a small smile on his lips, "Don't worry, I promise to help you find Master. Calm down, eh?"

"Oh oh."

Gu Li responded twice and yawned unconsciously.

"Sleepy?"

"Yeah, I seem to be sleepy lately, and I don't know what's going on."

Gu Li was depressed.

Hearing this, Mo Shiting raised his eyebrows, "Drowsiness? Could it be that you are pregnant?"

"puff--"

Gu Li was almost laughed at by his words, "How is it possible? I just came to auntie today."

Mo Shiting couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed when he heard that she had come to auntie.

I originally planned to hurt her tonight, but it turned out...

People are better than God!

Gu Li couldn't help yawning again.

In the end, she couldn't take it any longer, so she simply closed her eyes, "Brother Ting, I'm sleeping, call me when you arrive."

"Okay, go to sleep."