He didn't run away, he must be scolding himself.
Sheng Qing was unable to resist: How did this woman know about us? She said I was full of bad intentions? What does the disgust value mean? What mission did she say she had?
Rising Sun: Observe for a while, don’t act rashly, just continue eating.
Sheng Qing couldn't help but say: "She also asked what Dad did for a living. Who does she think she is? This woman is so disgusting! When will Dad divorce her?"
【Let me see which one is the older brother and which one is the younger brother. 】
[Tsk tsk tsk, whoever gave birth to this child, they really know how to give birth.]
[She looks like an angel, with such fair skin, these eyelashes, these eyes.]
[The one on the right has a mole on his eyebrow. Is this my older brother? I remember him being dark and reserved, right?]
[Your annoying and chatty stepmother is online! ]
Han Mo casually handed the luggage to the housekeeper Uncle An who came to greet her.
When I got to An Shengxu's side, I pulled the chair next to him.
The distance was too close, and An Shengxu's hair stood on end with alertness.
"Xiao Xuxu~ What are you eating?"
As he spoke, he looked over.
Rye toast with milk.
[This is what my 5-year-old eats in the morning? I wouldn’t eat it even if I gave it to him for free]
"Oh my! You eat so healthily, kid, but you always look sullen! Be careful or you'll turn into a shriveled old man!"
"Uncle An, ask the kitchen to make me a bowl of noodles, Chongqing noodles, spicy and spicy. I want to have breakfast with my two babies~"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Han Mo, come to my study for a moment."
A cold yet magnetic male voice came from the corridor on the second floor upstairs, interrupting Han Mo's therapy.
Han Mo looked up and saw a handsome man with a cold face standing by the intricate European-style carved railing on the second floor.
He has deep facial features and is still extremely handsome without any modification.
Under the sharp eyebrows like a sheath, under the shadow of thick eyelashes, the dark eyes, the straight nose, and the pair of thin lips that are slightly pursed with an abstinence-filled air.
It's simply a work of God's skill.
If beauty could be used to hit people, Han Mo would be dead now.
Han Mo was silent for five seconds.
Then a scream broke out in my heart!
[Oh my god, is the cannon fodder second male lead this handsome? His looks are way better than An Qicheng's! What kind of taste does the original owner have? No wonder the twins are so good-looking! If he entered the entertainment industry, he would have countless fans!]
[These shoulders, these legs, this butt, this waist. Why is a nice guy wearing so much in his own home?]
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