Mo Lu Su subconsciously blocked at the door, still keeping his gentlemanly demeanor, "Mr. Cheng, go out now?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Le -"

"is it a stomachache?" Before Xinle's mother opened her mouth, Mo Lu Su opened her mouth, then turned directly into the door, and helped Xinle enter from behind the door.

Xin Le stares up at him. Mo Lu Su's eyes deepen slightly. Listening to the footsteps behind him, he knows that Xin Le's parents are following him.

Huang Mao outside the door could not help scratching his head and left, "what's the matter with Mr. and Mrs. Mo?"

Xinle's mother looked at Xinle anxiously, "is it a stomachache? It's hard for you to drink so much now. "

Mo Lu Su puts his tepid fingertip on Xinle's wrist. Xinle can't help but want to take it back, but he is clamped down by his other hand.

"It's no big problem. Drinking and eating spicy food hurt your stomach." Mo Lu Su said, released Xin Le's hand, just subconsciously touched his wrist, as if there was something uncertain.

Xinle's mother lights Xinle's head and scolds. Xinle wants to hide, but now she has a real stomachache.

"You'd better eat something before you go. You'll have a better stomach."

"No -"

"no, nothing." Xinle's mother said maliciously, then looked at Mo Lu Su with a smile, "it's really troublesome for Dean mo."

"It's no trouble. I think it's my uncle and aunt who helped me. I cooked a lot of porridge." Mo Lu Su said and turned to the kitchen.

"If you look at Dean Mo, he is no more than a few years older than you. Not only his ability is better than you, but also his life and work are hundreds of times better than you."

Xinle can't help rolling his eyes, "you too. How can you put me in a man's house so safely? Am I your daughter?"

"I hope you're not. Besides, your father and I didn't answer your phone call yesterday. Fortunately, Dean Mo went to the hospital and told us that you were drunk."

"Then you take me away." Xinle roared.

"For what? If doctor Mo wants to take a fancy to you, I'll burn a lot of incense. " Xinle mother looked at the man in the kitchen, more and more sorry, "such a good man, too, how can you like you?"

Xinle

Xinle sat on the sofa, leaning her legs with a pillow.

Mom, you are right to say that such a good man just doesn't like your daughter.

"Sit well, sit well. It's in someone else's home. How can you feel at home?" Xinle's mother clapped her daughter's leg and asked her to put on her shoes and sit down.

Xinle

Xinle put her legs down in a hurry. She was used to it. She must be used to it.

Mo Lu came out with his rice bowl in his hand. Seeing Xinle's action, he stopped and soon returned to normal. He put his rice bowl on the table. "Uncle and aunt, I didn't do anything in the morning. If you don't like it, just eat more."

"Don't dislike, don't dislike, Dean Mo is so virtuous. You don't know that my daughter doesn't do anything at home. She's too lazy to die." Xinle's mother pulls Xinle up, walks to the table and sits down.

Xinle reaches out his hand and pushes his rice bowl to his father's side, "Mom, hurry to eat. After eating, I'll send you back, and then go to the hospital to accompany Xinyang."

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