Su Kui doesn't carry this black pot!
If Mo Qingfeng had been there before, she might have been afraid of the threat of moziditis. But for Su Kui, she just wanted to say that if it wasn't for the new year's Eve, she would have never known her mother if so many elders were there.
"You --"
Mo Ziyan jumps up abruptly, "Mo Qingfeng, do you dare to scold me
"I scolded you? What should I call a fool, huh? " Su Kui touched the little girl's pigtail and said: "Mo Ziyan, I advise you not to look for anything. Do you really think the old house is your own home?"
In a word, Mo Ziyan immediately let out his anger, and even his voice was much smaller. At last, Su Kui glared at him with bluff, "you wait for me!"
Su Kui hooked his lips. "OK, I'll wait."
Such a person can't live on his own without his parents in the future. In the future, Mo Qinglan takes over Mo's family. Su Kui knows that person, and he is definitely not a good person. He doesn't have a bad heart. He spends a lot of money to support a disabled person.
After dinner on New Year's Eve, Su Kui said goodbye to Mo Qinglan. Before leaving, several children were still holding Su Kui and asked for her contact information in tears.
To this, Su Kui can hardly cry or laugh.
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for Mo's family, she is dispensable. Even if she is gone, they will not find out.
When Mo Ziyan remembered her, she had already driven away.
Driving with one hand, the mobile phone dropped on the passenger seat vibrated constantly. Su Kui glanced at it and picked it up. "Happy new year." Her tone was relaxed.
Zhuo lie, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked through the French window at the rising fireworks outside. He asked, "what are you doing?"
"Well, I just had a new year's Eve dinner, and now I plan to return to the water cube." She shrugged and replied.
Hearing this, Zhuo lie's heart moved. Looking back, he saw that some old cadres of his family had made the living room smoky, gathered several tables and were playing mahjong crackly.
"A day away from home?" After all, it's new year's day. Zhuo lie also thought of this, so he didn't disturb her.
"Home?" Su Kui didn't care about the smile, "they are not bothered with me, I left early, but also a little clean."
At this moment, Zhuo lie's eyebrows wrinkled, and vaguely seemed to remember that Mo Qinglan's uncle was a man over woman. The son of his family was doing evil outside all day, but it was his daughter. Few news came out.
A little heartache, it should be more disappointed in the family, to say this sentence so often.
Since childhood, she is not liked by her family. She is so excellent, much better than moziyan's straw bag.
"Are you back now? Wait for me. Remember to open the door for me later. " He said, and hung up. Back to the family said to go out, his father waved at will, impatiently drove him away.
When he reached the door, Zhuo lie looked back at the still smoky living room and smiled. He is very lucky to have such an open and warm family. Although they have all kinds of identities, they are only one family at the moment.
The cold wind outside made him shiver, put on his coat, and he strode to the garage.
"Hello, Zhuo lie?"
Su Kui called to the silent cell phone, and there was only a busy tone. She shook her head, but the man still said one sentence, and didn't even give her a chance to react.
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water cube apartment.
"Dingdong -- dingdong --"
Su Kuihu pulled his slippers to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he fell into the arms of an air-conditioned man.