The Charming Lord of the Last Times

Mo Han is still expressionless, but in fact his heart is already turbulent, and he is determined to teach his son not to (re) mess (new) talk (new) talk (person).

"You! You! How do you prove it!" Mo Kun was furious when his thoughts were confirmed. Seeing that Mo Han didn't clarify, the anger in his heart became even worse.But how can this relationship be proved?Mo Kun felt a little regretful, but if he let it out, it would be hard to take it back.

"Oh? Proof..." Mo Yun's mouth curled up into a wicked smile, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.Han seemed to be frightened, but he wasn't angry... Mo Yun gritted his teeth, he had already made it clear anyway, so he just didn't do anything and kept going!

Mo Yun took the person in his arms to the left, wrapped one arm around Mo Han's waist, and supported Mo Han's fallen body with his strong arms.Mo Yun lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the nervousness in his eyes, and his slightly pale thin lips precisely pressed against the pink lips of the man in his arms.Although the wonderful touch was only for a short moment, Mo Yun was extremely satisfied, and reluctantly left the pink lips that Xiao had wanted for a long time.

"You! You! I won't let you go!" Mo Kun watched helplessly as the man kissed the perfect pink lips, his eyes widened, as if his eye sockets would burst.I don't want to face the cruel facts again, drop the harsh words, and run away.

Mo Yun stared at the face of the man in his arms obsessively, turning a deaf ear to Mo Kun's harsh words.It's just that that person seems to have lost his mind, what a pity...

Mo Yun stretched out his hand and touched his lips, and there was a soft light in his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Being able to kiss Fangze once, even if it is beyond redemption...

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"Han, this is just a trick...otherwise he will definitely pester you...I don't like him pestering you..." Thin bangs hung on his forehead, The long and narrow phoenix eyes contained a faint light of water, the corners of the eyes were red, and the handsome features showed an expression of grievance.Mo Yun sat down in front of Mo Han like a big wronged dog.

"..." Although he felt that this was not the truth, but looking at such a lovely cloud, Mo Han felt shamelessly relented again!Fuck!Mo Han, wake up!Your son is about to ride on your head!Wake up!They all kissed each other!However, Mo Han's actions ran counter to his heart.

Mo Han's beautiful peach blossom eyes shone with starlight, and his slender and thin eyelashes were like withered petals, slightly drawn back, covering the sparkle in his eyes.White hands caressed the top of Mo Yun's hair. Mo Han sighed at the touch of long black hair like silk, and touched Mo Yun's face along a naughty strand of hair.

The cold touch on his face stunned Mo Yun, who was dressed poorly, and his heart was overjoyed, but the aura on his body was a little bit sad.Putting his slender hands on Mo Yun's face, exerting a little force, he squeezed the elastic cheeks until the fair skin under his hands turned slightly red, and Mo Han solemnly withdrew his hands.

Hmph, if you bully me, I won’t teach you a lesson! Hmph!How dare you kiss me!

Mo Han was not actually angry, but just felt that it was a bit awkward.However, he remembered that before the end of the world, there were people like dads who liked to kiss their children like this, and Mo Han felt relieved and even felt a little happy.This is a show of intimacy!Ha ha!

Mo Yun, the big dog, keenly sensed the happy mood of the person in front of him, and when the sadness on his body was absorbed, pink bubbles were about to pop out.Although I don't know what Han Nao made up for, but it seems that Han is not angry. Does this mean that it will be like this in the future or even go further... Thinking of this, Mo Yun's eyes flashed a dark color , licked her thin lips, and swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

Mo Han, who was fighting with the two little wolf cubs, didn't realize that he was being targeted by his own little leopard as prey...

"Duk-duk--" There was a polite knock on the door, and Mo Yun quickly restrained the emotion in his eyes, got up and opened the door.

"Dear guest, hello, I am the butler of the Nangong family." The old butler nodded slightly, but his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Mr. Butler, hello, I'm Mo Yun. What can I do?" Mo Yun spoke to the old housekeeper Wen Hao gracefully, with gentleness and courtesy, which made the old housekeeper very satisfied.

"Mr. Mo, is Young Master Mo there?" The old butler secretly looked at the handsome man in front of him, probably the master who made the young master feel embarrassed.However, how could he be as barbaric and vulgar as the young master said, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a handsome man.Sure enough, the young master was jealous that he made his love rival so miserable.In the heart of the old housekeeper, although Nangong Yu has grown up, she sometimes acts like a child, so cute.

"Han." Mo Yun turned sideways to make way for the old housekeeper.

Mo Han had noticed the situation here a long time ago, and ran over wearing slippers "da da da", with a black tail and a white tail behind him.

"Mr. Butler, hello!" Mo Han has an inexplicable affection for the kind old man, just like Uncle Li before, this old butler makes Mo Han feel very comfortable and pure.Although the old butler was old, there was pure color deep in his eyes, which made Mo Han very happy.He likes this old man very much, he behaves like a... well, a good boy with good manners...

"Oh, Master Mo, are you satisfied with this place?" The old housekeeper liked this young man who was cold but warmly asked.The beautiful peach blossom eyes looked straight at the old housekeeper, the inside was clear and clean, as if he could see through his soul through his eyes.Geez, what a beautiful kid.Much prettier than Bai Zhanyan.Alas, how could the young master be confused by that Bai Zhanyan?The old housekeeper expressed his sadness.

"Mr. Housekeeper, it's fine." Mo Han suddenly felt that his expressionless face seemed to be in a bad mood, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a charming smile.

"Master Mo doesn't need to be called Mr. Housekeeper Lao She, that's so unfamiliar. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa." The old housekeeper was kind and smiled kindly, which made people feel good.

"Grandpa!" Mo Han blurted out, but was taken aback, he had never called an elder that way before.He didn't even have parents in his previous life, let alone grandpa?The old head of the Mo family has passed away a long time ago, and the original owner has never even seen him.The unfamiliar title made Mo Han feel inexplicably happy, and he decided to cover the old housekeeper!

"Hey! Since you are called Grandpa, then Grandpa will call you Xiaohan." The old butler had no children, so he talked about his grandson.In the past, he regarded Nangong Yu as his grandson, but now that Nangong Yu has grown up, he no longer needs his love.The old butler liked this delicate young man very much. He was old. In this troubled world, it would be nice to have a place to live in. He wanted to witness the growth of a good boy in his lifetime.This young man has clear eyes and a pure aura on his body, and the man next to him is so powerful, he will definitely be able to keep the young man.He just remembers the pure breath of the young man, alas, I am old, so I miss it...

The old housekeeper's mind reappeared that pink and jade-carved doll, holding a small windmill in his hand, running freely in the wind...

When he came back to his senses, the delicate and pure boy in front of him seemed to overlap with the doll in his memory, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes revealed a hint of softness.

Mo Yun stood quietly at the side, watching the interaction between Mo Han and the old housekeeper.Mo Han seemed to have lost the coldness of the past, and laughed heartily like a child. Although he was not as crazy as a child, his innocence was evident at a glance.

Looking at Mo Han who was so happy, the tenderness in Mo Yun's eyes almost overflowed, and countless broken fragments flew through his mind, both strange and familiar, he wanted to stretch out his hand to keep him but couldn't grasp it.

Such a smile, as if he had seen it in a place full of green trees and small animals...

Maybe, it was in my previous life, maybe...

The author has something to say:

Han Han is a child who lacks love...

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