What do you want to do

"Dad, you scared him." Feng Mo sat next to Zeno and glanced at his father, took the milk cup from the nanny and put it in front of Zeno, "Drink it."

"...I don't want to drink." Zeno frowned, can you restrain yourself in front of the elders, this guy!

"Drink it. After drinking it, you will have the strength to fight against my dad." Feng Mo stared, his expression was like that if Qino stopped drinking milk, he would not have to say it.

Zeno rolled his eyes at him, reluctantly picked up the cup and drank the milk in one gulp, then smiled dryly and looked at him, "You sit down obediently, or you can go upstairs and don't cause trouble."

Feng Mo curled his lips, spread his hands and raised his chin, meaning that he stopped talking, you say.

Father Feng looked at Qino unexpectedly, then turned his head to look at Mother Feng sitting beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Does our son listen to this kid very much?"

Mother Feng nodded, laughed, pointed at Qino and said, "Have you ever seen our little Mo hold his temper like this? I haven't seen him. Since he can talk, he hasn't been a hot-tempered little boy any day. Overlord, he looks like he is dragged to the sky with everyone."

Although the voices of the two elders were not loud, the four of them sat facing each other not too far away. Just by watching his mother and father move their mouths and look at his own eyes, he could guess the general idea. Feng Mo rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to them. .

"I'm going to take a shower and change clothes, you can handle it yourself?" Feng Mo raised his eyebrows against Zeno's ear.

"Okay." Taking a deep breath, although it was a lot of pressure for Zeno to bear the pressure of the two elders, he had to say that he wouldn't be too nervous if Feng Mo didn't make trouble here.Not having to deal with the elders and at the same time guard against Feng Mo's hands and feet from time to time, I feel a lot more relaxed after thinking about it.

Feng Mo stood up and walked upstairs, Qinuo sighed, looked at Feng's father and said, "Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't look at my expression, there is no fundamental difference between me and your son .”

"..." Mother Feng covered her mouth and laughed, and bumped Father Feng's arm with her elbow, signaling him to speak.

Father Feng sighed and shook his head, "Xiao Mo has pretty much talked about the two of you, including your family. I just want to ask you what if your parents don't agree with you?"

Zeno froze for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, "How can I say that I am also their biological son, if you can't accept it for one or two years, then it will be five or six years, or if you can't, then it will be ten or 20 years, sooner or later you will be accepted."

"Ten years and 20 years? Do you think the two of you can be together for such a long time?" Father Feng was quite surprised by what Zeno said. Not only him, but even Mother Feng was taken aback.

"Uncle, auntie, I'm not someone who can talk about liking casually, and neither is Feng Mo. Although the two of us haven't known each other for a long time, we both know what we want. Even if our family objects to us being together, then I can't separate us, this is my attitude." Zeno's eyes are full of sincerity, but he knows that no matter what he says, he can't completely change the attitude of the elders, especially his parents.

Father Feng sighed, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, Feng Mo has never heard us since he was a child, and his own ideas are too righteous. Hearing your words, I know you are stubborn. What should you two do?" Bar."

Zeno was taken aback, and looked at him puzzled.

Mother Feng looked at him with a smile, and said: "The more we talk about Xiaomo's character, the more he is twisted. It's okay to follow him. If you really fight against him, you won't go crazy. Now we just don't support or oppose it. Report conservative Attitude, he made a fuss about breaking up with us, and if we completely objected, why not sever ties with us? Anyway, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and his grandfather said this long ago, and we understand."

Zeno heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Father Feng, seeing that he also nodded his head in agreement with what Mother Feng said, he felt relieved a lot.

"Thank you uncle and aunt."

"I've been staying at home for the past few days. Let Feng Mo accompany you home after the Chinese New Year, and see if you can convince your parents that it's not the case to always be frozen." Father Feng sighed, stood up and went upstairs went.

"Do you want some supper?" Mother Feng asked.

Zeno shook his head, just as Feng Mo had changed his clothes, he turned his head to look, raised his eyebrows, and said to Feng's mother before he could speak: "Auntie, I'll just stay in the guest room."

"There is no guest room, so don't even think about it." Feng Mo stared, what kind of joke are you kidding, after finally abducting someone into the house and still staying in the guest room?That's not his style.

"You two don't need to hide anything, there is a guest room, it's next to Xiaomo's bedroom, if he can agree with you to live in the guest room, then you can live in it, we don't care about it." Mother Feng smiled and got up to go Upstairs, it was getting late and she needed to rest.

Zi Nuo was discouraged, and turned his head to stare at Feng Mo.

"Why do you say that, you can't be so thick-skinned!"

"What did I say wrong? Do you know what it means to have no silver 300 taels here? You still want to go to the guest room, what the hell." Feng Mo gritted his teeth viciously, stretched out his hand to shake his chin, and snorted.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at his ear, then shook it again, "Your parents are so kind, they pamper you so much."

Feng Mo raised his eyebrows, leaned over and kissed Zeno on the face, and smiled, "Okay? Then we get married after graduation, and they will also be your parents. How about it? I think this proposal is good."

Zeno didn't bother to talk to him, let go of his hands and went upstairs.

Feng Mo pouted and followed him upstairs to the bedroom.

The next morning, Zeno woke up before dawn, but when he wanted to get up, he was restrained by the arms holding him. He looked up at Feng Mo's chin with stubble, and raised his hand to push him.

"Huh?" Feng Mo rubbed his chin against his cheek, closed his eyes and snorted.

"Get up, it's already 06:30."

"What are you doing up so early? Go back to sleep." Feng Mo hugged him tighter, closed his eyes and kissed his forehead, and went back to sleep.

What to do when he got up so early during the holidays, he didn't have to go to training, and Zeno didn't need to go to morning classes.

"It's the first day at your house. If you sleep late, what will your parents think of me? If you don't get up, I'll get up." Pushing the seal ink away with hands and feet, Zeno got out of bed and got dressed, planning to make breakfast.

After all, he was at Feng Mo's house, he didn't sleep soundly, although he was a little tired and didn't wake up, he still woke up.

The recognition of the bed has to be changed slowly.