Island crisis!

Paris is a great place, with a beautiful environment and warm and open people.

But Mo Dashen hadn’t had time to take the little crow to run on the streets of Paris. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was picked up by the relevant person in charge of his studio to participate in fashion week activities. The little crow was out of shape. Mo Junjie felt very distressed, and naturally he didn't want him to be busy running around with him, so he asked Wang Yan to take Situ Qiao back to his house in Paris first.

In fact, Mo Dashen had selfish intentions in bringing Situ Qiao to Paris this time.

—His parents are hanging out in Paris.

Through the ventilation of the eldest and second child of the Mo family, and his stubbornness, "perseverance", the old couple of the Mo family have accepted their fate and basically accepted the tragic fact that their second child is a crook.

But I accepted it with a bend, but the person I was looking for must not be too demonic, making people uncomfortable.

We have to see each other sooner or later. Seeing you sooner is worse than seeing you later. If you keep procrastinating, it will easily cause your parents' dissatisfaction.

As the saying goes, it is better to die early than to die late, not to mention that he has enough confidence in the bridge.

Could there be anything wrong with the person he fell in love with? (!)

He held his chin happily and thought, but the person in charge had already had goose bumps all over his body.

Great God, what's the matter... an obvious angry expression or something... Ahhhh!Don't be disrespectful to your boss.

"Cough—boss, here we are."

"Let's go." His face changed quickly, as if he was an international superstar.

Mo Dashen went to kill the little crow to earn money, but a certain one on the other side didn't have a good time.

Situ Qiao looks juicy, petite, black-haired and black-eyed, full of oriental beauty, walking on the open and unrestrained Parisian streets, the beating is a lively and delicate young target, it is almost crazy .

I don't know how many handsome French men stopped the way, asking for a phone number, and even directly courting, and some wanting to kiss, kneeling and begging for a hug.

But Wang Yan, who was hand-picked by Mo Dashen to escort the legion, was so frightened that he almost knelt down and kowtowed to Situ Qiao.

"Little ancestor, can we go by car? If you go back two times, I will be hacked to death by Momo!"

"Director Wang, you're too noisy." Situ Qiao turned down his face and rejected the invitations of the two men in English. He was still a little confused when he got off the plane. He wanted to walk around and meditate, but he couldn't seem to calm down.

The airsickness is a bit serious. Situ Qiao turned on the mineral water and gulped it a few times. He didn't feel anything, but felt more uncomfortable.

"Go back quickly, I feel a little sick to my stomach."

"What did you eat on the plane?"

"Huamei."

"Okay." Wang Yan shrugged helplessly, and could only drive away the flies around the little crow with a dark face.

"I've asked someone to pick it up in a car. It's a convertible. It should be much more comfortable than a stuffy nanny car."

"Hmm." Situ Qiao leaned against the side of the road with a painful expression on his face.

"Oh, beautiful boy from the East, please accept my rose."

"What a lovely person...how can you show such an expression, it shouldn't belong to you."

"Beauty, come quickly my love!"

Situ Qiao, "..."

To be honest, he doesn't understand French, not at all, but these people speak in English. Anyway, he didn't bother to take the CET-[-] exam. Later, he applied for TOEFL, and his score was not low... Hey... I can hear it I know it's really looking for abuse.

"I'm sorry, I already have a boyfriend." Putting on the small sunglasses, Situ Qiao grabbed Wang Yan's arm.

Comrade Director even has the heart to cry, he will definitely die tonight, Mo Mo will not be lenient when he kills him.

However, he didn't dare to brush it away.

Flick it away, Situ Qiao can bite himself to death now.

The convertible sports car drove up, Wang Yan Pidian Pidian opened the car door for the little crow, invited the Lafayette in, and then he dared to go up, and kicked the driver down by the way.

"Find a way to go back by yourself. I will have dinner at Momona at night."

"Yes, master." The person who was kicked down was already used to it, but his small eyes kept looking at Situ Qiao, which made Wang Yan's head full of black lines, so he had to explain, "Don't think too much, this is Mo From the Second Young Master's family."

"Oh." There is always a feeling that the drawing is getting darker and darker, and this person is aiming even more recklessly.

Situ Qiao, "..."

He turned his head silently, raised the corners of his lips, and silently laughed at the embarrassing director.Who knows that this classic smiling picture was quickly saved by a girl on the other side of the street with her mobile phone.

With a "click", the screen freezes.

"Daddy, I want him to be my man, so beautiful, I don't want to marry the young master of the Mo family!"

The man sitting next to him just stroked his daughter's hair lightly with his hand, "There is no need for marriage anymore, that marriage contract has been annulled long ago."

The news that the second youngest of the Mo family is gay is known to everyone in the circle, so how could it be possible to marry his daughter?What's more... With the current strength of the Mo family, there is no need for marriage to consolidate their position.

However, my daughter still hasn't been able to get rid of her stinking problem. When she sees beautiful things, she wants to take them for herself, including people.

The car started, but it didn't end there.

Holding the little crow who lost his appetite and was not feeling well, he slept all night, got up early the next day and Mo Junjie walked into the kitchen, and was about to make some porridge for the little crow, when the doorbell rang.

Knowing that Wang Yan and his brothers were the only ones living here, he opened the door without thinking too much, and prepared to welcome people inside.

But the person who came was a young girl, and the gorgeous princess dress couldn't hide her graceful figure.

When I saw the face, I realized it was still a familiar one.

"Judia, why are you here?" Mo Junjie frowned, this woman is very stalking, he has experienced it before.

"Second brother, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are too cold. If you said that you rejected me as your fiancee when you were young, but Dad said that the engagement has been broken long ago, why do you still treat me like this?"

"If you have something to say, if you have nothing to do, please..." and left.

Judea's eyes sparkled, and she stated the purpose of her trip, "My beauty is in this house, a beautiful oriental boy, he belongs to my destiny, I want to take him back to Singapore! "

"You're dreaming!" The more he listened, the darker his face became. If he hadn't looked at the other party as a distant relative, he would have started scolding him long ago.

"Why are you so excited? I'm not in love with you!" The eldest lady is not short-tempered.

Mo Junjie's temper became even worse, "He's mine, you know?"

"Why?"

"Just because I am his man, I have everything he has, I will marry him soon, and he will soon become a member of the Mo family, you know?"

"No—how could you do this!!"

Mo Junjie ignored the yelling girl, and said coldly, "Don't get his idea, you can't afford to mess with him." Because he was covered by himself.

"You are too much, Mo Ermao!"

"Get out—" Mo Dashen was completely impatient with those who were spying on his little crow, and was about to drive them away.

At this time, Situ Qiao, who was wearing a white pajamas with a pillow in his arms and walked down the stairs slowly with his bare feet, was a little unresponsive.

What language did Momo speak just now?Can't understand a word.

But he heard three words, it was Mo Ermao, and it was called in Chinese.

Those who know this title must be from the Mo family.

Situ Qiao blinked his eyes hard, trying to see the girl standing by the door clearly, but after blinking for a long time, he still felt dizzy and couldn't see clearly.

So he was dizzy and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Mo Dashen hugged him in time.

"Baby, what's the matter with you? Still feel uncomfortable? Go upstairs and sleep for a while."

"No, I'm not sleepy anymore, maybe I'm hungry." In fact, he didn't have any appetite at all, and he didn't know what happened, but his body was weak and his mind was cloudy.

Hugging her carefully in her arms, her distressed expression was so distressed that she could see everything in sight. Judea froze in place, watching the oriental beauty boy she wanted to be gradually carried away by the second young master of the Mo family, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses Come.

She had known Mo Junjie for a long time, and it was the first time she had seen him care so much about someone.

But thinking that the other party is the beautiful boy she had a crush on, she calmed down. This boy has a special aura, which makes people want to rush to him desperately like a moth to a flame, even if the ending is bleak, even if there is no life.

I have to admit that the two hugging each other is really eye-catching.

A handsome man is paired with a handsome man, one is delicate and the other is domineering.

Hmm...how did the pink bubbles come out?Nothing!

I really want to collect the little handsome man back home, but I have to weigh myself in robbing that villain Mo Junjie.

"Let's leave it like this for the time being. I'll come to 'spy' on the military situation when the handsome man recovers."

So, the heartless girl turned her head and left, Mo Junjie didn't care whether the people downstairs were dead or alive, her whole heart was tied to the little crow and couldn't be removed.

His face was red, and it felt a little hot to the touch.

"Isn't this a fever? Qiao, take your temperature."

"Huh? Fever?" Situ Qiao scratched his hair casually, turned over and spread his arms, clamped the thermometer under his armpit, and was obediently wrapped in a quilt by his man.

It seems to be really hot. No wonder I feel weak all over. It turns out that I am sick.

39 degrees two, the fever is not light.

Mo Junjie put the thermometer aside, brought some hot water for his little crow to drink a lot, "The doctor will come soon, let's sleep for a while."

"Oh." Situ Qiao nodded, his well-behaved appearance looked pitiful and painful.

But he didn't forget the most important point, "Every time I sleep when I have a fever, I tend to talk nonsense. You look at me and don't let me talk nonsense. If you can't, seal my mouth." Brothers used to be like this Dry.

"Okay, you go to sleep." Although he agreed, but Mo Dashen didn't intend to seal it at all.

He was reluctant, but he wanted his lover to feel at ease.

In fact, I can somewhat guess the recent riots in Japan, as well as some anomalies in the dome, but so what?Except for himself, no one knew that it was caused by what words came out of Qiao's small mouth.

"Sleep, sleep." I will watch over you.