Forget it, who made him indoctrinated since he was a child to hold the little girl as a treasure? He could "bully" it, but it wouldn't be if it were someone else.

If you are your own little girl, be more coquettish. With their brothers on the left and right, they can afford to support her even if she is more coquettish.

"That's all?" Mo Tingqi was a little surprised after hearing the girl's request.

He thought his spoiled bag wanted him to check the details of the man?

The result... was a bit beyond his expectations.

"Moving home?" Mo Tingqi raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

A bad smiley face, even the two thick eyebrows also had soft ripples, as if they were always smiling, curved, like a bright crescent moon in the night sky.

The fair skin sets off the faint pink lips, handsome and prominent facial features, the ultimate perfect face shape, and a pure white look, making her look even more majestic.

Let everyone want to keep an eye on it for the rest of their lives, and not let it go.

"How come Mr. Qiao has time to come to me today?" Mo Tingqi took a sip of red wine, looked at the approaching Qiao Qianan, and raised an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.

It is also a bad fate. The Qiao family and the Mo family have been opposite each other since childhood, and they are naturally considered childhood sweethearts in the traditional sense.

However, since the little girl accidentally drew a map on his bed at the age of eight, Fang Qianan was so angry that she looked like she wanted to never interact with her. Since then, the relationship between the two has plummeted, and it has reached a freezing point, and no one can resolve the "grudge" between them.

Both families have heard of this.

But is this grudge of moving to the house true or false?

At least in Mo Tingqi's eyes, he didn't think so, just like now-

"You know." Qiao Qian'an sat down near him.

After pressing the middle of my eyebrows, my expression looked a little tired, and my eyes were covered with faint green shadows. I think I hadn't had a good sleep.

"Ha." Mo Tingqi leaned back lazily, unbuttoned the button on the top of the collar of the shirt. His half-lazy and half-charming eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, and no one could see his heart.

"Do you want a glass?" Mo Tingqi raised the red wine in his hand and shook it at him.

"No, I'm here today." Fang Qian'an looked faint and refused without hesitation.

"I really don't need it?" Mo Tingqi curled his lips, and a clear slight sarcastic look flashed in his eyes. "The bar recently brought up a new wine, see youtomorro (see you tomorrow). Do you want to try it? I think you haven't slept well recently."

"I said no." Qiao Qian'an's eyes were neither cold nor light, but his voice was quite calm.

Qiao Qian'an's temper is a bit bad, and that is also in the recording studio. He has a bad temper. If he doesn't suit his wishes, he will scold the other party to the point of being swearing.

However, after leaving the recording studio, Huo Qianan was a humble gentleman. He never stayed outside unless necessary, and he did not spend the night in the nightclub. He did not have as many confidantes as Mo Tingqi.

It is one of the few in the wealthy circles of the imperial capital to keep oneself clean.

Over the years, except for Mo Xiaoqing who was able to make him angry, he always kept a smile on his face when treating others.

"I know you drove here." Mo Ting's chess' eyebrows raised, and his beautiful Danfeng eyes showed his demonic spirit. He slowly said slowly, "But there is another kind of thing in this world called a delegate driver. What do you think?"

It seems that this time, Xiaoer Mo was a little angry and even came to him. It was really rare...

"You know why I came here. You don't have to give me a smoke bomb. Just tell me where she is? I will leave immediately." Fang Qian'an's eyes were still calm, but he did not face Mo Xiaoqing's irritability. He was just because of his temperament. He liked to get into the topic directly and was too lazy to go around.

Mo Tingqi was not angry, but instead laughed twice after hearing this.

This time I really find it funny.

"?" Qiao Qian'an's eyes were a little confused.

"I'm laughing at you two, which is quite interesting." Mo Tingqi raised his eyes, raised a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were on Qiao Qian.

An Qingjun looked at her handsome face.

Although they seem to be enemies who never interact with each other and sarcastically sarcastically at each other as soon as they meet, the two of them know each other quite well.

Look, the girl had just finished her phone call a while ago and used the last time she helped her to tell him not to reveal her whereabouts, especially to tell Fang Huaian.

As a result, the person involved chased after him.

It seems that the little girl is really capable of predicting her uncertainty!

"Why are you so sure that I know where Mo Xiaoer is going? You also know that the spoiled bag is not the one who will take the initiative to explain his whereabouts." Mo Tingqi's index finger slowly circled the edge of the wine glass, and asked with a smile on his face.

"Intuition." Qiao Qian'an gently stroked the bar, thinking, "If you tell me where she is, I owe you a favor."

On the surface, Mo Xiaoer and Mo Tingqi were inconsistent, but he could see that she cared about her cousin very much. It was probably in her heart that Mo Tingqi had almost the same status as Mo Yanyu.

"Do you think I will betray my little princess for a favor?" Mo Tingqi glanced at him with an unknown meaning.

In fact, if it really comes to the topic, he still appreciates Fang Xingan. There are so many idle young men in this circle that they don’t rely on their homes or parents like Fang Xingan.

It is really a "good sapling" that has not grown crookedly, which is indeed rare.

Although he doesn't think his favors are valuable, he does not deny that for others, the favors promised by the music producers of the entertainment industry are indeed hard to find.

But, when I arrived at him...

Housewarming An's eyes flashed.

He didn't know, after all, he was not familiar with Mo Ting.

He came to him today, just betting.

Although the relationship between Mo Qiao and the two families is pretty good, Mo Tingqi has a weird personality and always hides words in his words, just like watching flowers in the fog. After a layer is opened, there are countless layers, and he can't tell the truest thoughts in his heart.

The gauze made his personality look cheerful and simple, but he didn't know that the most difficult thing Mo Mo's two families was Mo Tingqi.

Sometimes you think he will do this, but he will do the opposite and often catch others off guard.

Therefore, people in the circle have been saying a long time ago that they would rather take a detour in front of Mo Tingqi than go forward and get close to each other.

Because he talked to him, he took out all your ancestors in minutes.

He doesn't like to guess his thoughts, and because of Mo Xiaoer's affairs, he avoids things that have something to do with Mo Xiaoer, so the two of them have hardly dealt with much.

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