Cheng Wen thought for a moment and helped Moses to make up his words, "Miss Gu, usually only the President lives at home. You know that the president and the Mexican family are basically not close except the Mexican father. Moreover, the Mexican family exclude him very much. He is familiar with you, so he wants to live next door to you."
Cheng Wen has shaped Moshan into a pitiful shape.
Moss sipped his lips.
He didn't deny Cheng Wen's words.
In fact, he can't live without Gu Yan.
Gu Yan thought.
In every life, Moshan did live next door to her.
In those worlds, they are most familiar with each other. If they are really separated, Gu Yan is not used to it.
Gu Yan's face showed a smile, "Si Han, we can be like before."
Xu Zixing suppressed his manic mood.
Rao is gentle. He wants to beat Moses up.
Xu Zixing clenched his fists. "Mr. Mo, are you too much?"
Gu Yan frowned, "brother, is there a problem?"
Xu Zixing choked.
He took a deep breath. "It's all right, little smoke. I'm just talking casually."
Seeing Gu Yan defending him like this, Moshan provoked him from the corners of his lips.
He opened his mouth, "Xiaoyan, my room. The password is your birthday. You can come in directly in the future."
Xu Zixing's face was so heavy that he could almost drip water.
Gu Yan is obviously used to it.
She nodded. "OK."
Xu Zixing's face was even more ugly.
He always had a feeling that he couldn't get in between Gu Yan and Moshan.
Gu Yan looked at the time and it was almost noon.
Then he opened his mouth and said, "Si Han, brother, wait a minute. I'll make lunch for you."
Xu Zixing frowned and said, "Xiaoyan, the family asked you to cook their food?"
Otherwise, he couldn't figure out why Gu Yan would cook.
Gu Yan shook his head and denied, "brother, don't worry, the Gu family didn't let me cook. They pay attention to the desire of appetite."
Xu Zixing's frown stretched slightly.
"Then how can you cook?"
Gu Yan made an excuse, "I learned it online. This is the first time I did it. Looking at those online, it should be very simple."
Xu Zixing can already imagine how bad the food will be.
But Gu Yan is his sister.
How hard it is, he can bear it. If Moshan can't bear it
Xu Zixing's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly. "Xiaoyan, I'll go shopping with you."
Moshan: "Xiaoyan has just moved here and will be tired. Cheng Wen, go and buy it."
Cheng Wen wiped sweat on his forehead.
Let him go shopping with an old man?
However, Moshan is to take care of smoke. He can't get rid of it. He can only respond, "yes, president."
While Gu Yan was cooking, the two big men were sitting in the living room.
They don't like each other.
Xu Zixing opened his mouth first, "Moshan, you're chasing Xiaoyan."
This is the tone of the statement.
"Yes." Moshan didn't deny it.
Xu Zixing narrowed his eyes. "What do you like about small cigarettes? She has a poor background and has that scar on her face."
Moshan's eyes showed a touch of tenderness, "no matter what the little smoke becomes, I like it. Cousin, do you hate nausea when you see the scar of the little smoke?"
The green tendon on Xu Zixing's forehead jumped, "I'm not your cousin."
Moshan: "sooner or later, cousin, I have known Xiaoyan for a long time. You want to break us up. You don't have this chance."
Xu Zixing held a breath in his heart.
"You'd better not define it too early to avoid being beaten in the face later," he said in a deep voice