"Don't worry, I can't die."

Zhang Minghui's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his emotions and stared at the screen.

On the sofa, Wen Ran swept across the carpet from the corner of his eyes and frowned. Zhang Minghui looked at Qingqing's delicate and fair face. Looking at her bright and shimmering smile, the smile between her eyebrows and eyes became more gentler.

"Okay, then I'll move when I go back this afternoon. Although Ziyi didn't say he wanted you to move back, he'd been thinking about it since the day you returned to China."

"Aunt Wen, is it true?"

Qin Qingqing blinked and asked playfully.

Wen Ran's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, "Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, he will come in and ask him."

"Sister Qingqing, my cousin is in, please ask him quickly."

Next to him, Wen Qinghuan saw Mo Ziyi and Mo Xiuchen coming from the entrance with sharp eyes, and immediately shouted loudly.

A few meters away, Mo Ziyi raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled handsomely, "Qinghuan, what did you ask Qingqing to ask me?"

"Come back later."

On the carpet, Zhang Minghui saw Mo Ziyi and Mo Xiuchen come in and ended the game.

Wen Ziyang frowned depressedly, "Brother Xiaohui, you have killed me."

"I'll play two games with you."

Mo Ziyi's narrow eyes swept across the LCD screen, walked to the sofa, and reached out to take the game controller in Zhang Minghui's hand.

"Cousin, it's great if you want to come. Brother Xiaohui, go and play next to you. I'll play with my cousin."

"We will compete in a while."

Mo Ziyi lowered her eyes and looked at the game controller in her hand, then raised her eyes and looked at Qingqing, and said to Zhang Minghui calmly.

Zhang Minghui's eyes flashed slightly, "I can't beat you, no comparison."

"No, then you will go to Country D to take charge of the affairs there next week and you will not be able to come back within five years."

Mo Ziyi spoke calmly, but Zhang Minghui's face changed when he heard it.

He knew that Mo Ziyi was not joking, but was very serious.

"Brother Ziyi, don't bully Brother Xiaohui, when will he beat you?"

Qin Qingqing looked at Zhang Minghui, took two steps forward and pulled Mo Ziyi's arm, raised her face slightly, and looked at him with a smile, "I have something to ask you."

"What?"

A light curve of doting appeared on the corner of Mo Ziyi's mouth, and his smile lit up his eyes as dark as vaguely painted.

"Aunt Wen said, from the day I returned to China, you have wanted me to live back. Is it true?"

In front of so many people.

Qin Qingqing doesn't seem to be shy.

Although she said something, a faint blush appeared on her white and tender little face.

But those beautiful water-cut eyes were looking at him with a bright look.

Mo Ziyi's eyes moved slightly, and the smile in her eyes slowly spread. Looking at the girl with a bright smile and a cunning look in front of him, he asked without answering, "What do you think?"

"I don't know."

Qin Qingqing blinked innocently.

Next to it, Mo Ziyang whistled loudly.

Mo Qinghuan giggled and said, "Cousin, please answer Sister Qingqing quickly. If you answer Sister Qingqing, you will go to your house."

Such a picture is so romantic and ambiguous.

She, the bystander, blushed and her heart beat. Sister Qingqing is so awesome.

He actually dared to flirt with his cousin like this.

Mo Ziyi glanced at her faintly, and saw the other pairs of eyes staring at him.

He leaned forward in Qin Qingqing's ear and said softly, "I'll tell you alone later."

"Tsk, cousin, now you can just pretend that we don't exist."

"Do you still want to take revenge?"

Mo Ziyi glanced away with a cold eye.

Wen Ziyang immediately raised his hand to surrender, "I was wrong, cousin, you must avenge me."

Although Qin Qingqing did not get a satisfactory answer, she still gave him face and nodded with a chuckling, "Okay, then you can tell me later."

"Ranran, you play with them, I'll go into the kitchen to change Xiaocha."

Mo Xiuchen said, turning around and walking towards the kitchen.

Mo Ziyi just sat on the carpet and heard his father's words. He took the words, "Dad, thank you for your hard work. You and my second uncle cooked in person. We have all had good food today at noon."

"Stop flattering, I'm not giving you a chance to play games."

Mo Xiuchen entered the kitchen and exchanged Jing Xiaocha out to chat with Wen Ran.

On the carpet in front of the sofa, Wen Ziyang took revenge with Mo Ziyi's help and did a good job. He was so excited that he jumped up and almost hugged Mo Ziyi and wanted to kiss him.

Mo Ziyi laughed and sweared away.

"Brother Xiaohui, come!"

Mo Ziyi turned around and shouted at Zhang Minghui sitting on the sofa.

"Brother Ziyi, stop playing." Seeing that Zhang Minghui was unwilling to compete with Mo Ziyi, Qin Qingqing couldn't help but speak to stop him.

"One other day, let me practice my skills again."

Zhang Minghui has never been Mo Ziyi's opponent.

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Ziyi has greatly admired him regardless of his literary and military plans.

Mo Ziyi raised her eyebrows, "How long will it take?"

"A week."

"Okay, in a week, you will be convinced."

“…”

Zhang Minghui opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

——

Because Mo Ziyi and Qin Qingqing reconciled as before, the atmosphere of this lunch was very pleasant.

Gu Kai received a call and returned to the hospital. Tongtong had just returned from a business trip and had an afternoon of vacation.

So I played with them at the Wen family.

Wen Qinghuan took out the handicrafts that were not finished before the meal, and Tongtong helped them make them together.

Suddenly, Mo Ziyi sat next to Qin Qingqing and took the raw materials in her hand, "I'll help you."

"Zi Yi, can you go there? This is a girl's fun. What are you here to help?"

Tongtong smiled and joked, this guy is really.

As soon as I made up with Qingqing, I started to show off my food, as if I wish everyone in the world would know about it.

"Did you go on a good job this time?"

Mo Ziyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Zhitong without answering a question, and then he really started making handicrafts for Qin Qingqing.

Qin Qingqing didn't stop him, and looked at Mo Ziyi, a big man with a smile, who was very elegant and skillful in his movements without a teacher.

“Very smooth.”

Tongtong smiled confidently.

This time I'm going to give a speech.

The speech was originally scheduled for next month, but her father said that he had changed the time and asked her to go in advance.

"Have you ever met a man who can catch my uncle's eyes?"

Mo Ziyi laughed softly and said with jokes.

He was rolled by Tongtong, "No, no pot is open and which pot is not opened. The man who can catch my father's eyes has not been born yet."

"So, you have a man you like, but you don't dare to say that if your uncle doesn't like it?"

"You should worry about your own affairs. If Qingqing doesn't marry you one day, there will be groups of good men pursuing her. Maybe one day Uncle Qin will marry her to another man."

"Why don't I introduce you to one. The man named Ye Zhan who lived in our house a few days ago is good, and Tang Jinchen. Although he hasn't seen him for many years, he still hasn't looked good, but he is at least a soldier."

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Chapter completed!