The next day, Mo Jiabao stayed at his home to practice the footwork he had just learned, and was able to avoid Zhang Ting. Mo Jiabao was also very happy, and Mo Ran went to Mr. Mo's house as promised.

The domineering military Land Rover was parked in the alley in front of Mr. Mo San. Mo Ran turned sideways. When he entered the door, he saw the sleepy Tibetan mastiff lying on the balcony. When he saw Mo Ran in, he seemed a little more energetic. Obviously, he still recognized that the two arrows on his legs were shot by the person in front of him!

But as soon as it was about to move, Chen Hu reached out and pressed it back to its original place, looking at Mo Ran, "Go into the house, I ate the chain grass for Kuba. It didn't move any more, and the injury was almost healed. I was irritated again when I saw you."

Hearing this, Mo Ran entered the door. In fact, the Tibetan mastiff had to thank Chen Hu. If Chen Hu had not pressed it, it would have been in great trouble if it had offended Mo Ran once more. I dare not say anything else, but tormenting the beast - Mo Ran is very experienced.

After rubbing his hands, the heat from the room rushed over, Mo Ran felt much more comfortable all over. After walking a few steps, he stood at the door of the inner room. Mo Ran raised his eyes and saw the old and young playing chess by the window.

Mr. Mo San's back was straight and looked energetic in a wool sweater. Opposite him was a young man in a white shirt. His sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing a piece of solid and fair arms. He was holding a red face in his hand, staring at the chessboard intently.

The sunlight jumped on the slightly fluffy short hair, the side face was delicate and flawless, and the slightly tightened jaw showed the man's serious side. Although he didn't see the front face, he just glanced at it. This was also a beautiful man with a full image.

"What's wrong? Is my brother okay?" Zhang Ting leaned over quietly and asked in a low voice.

Mo Ran noticed that she had entered the door, but he leaned against the door and did not move. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Excellent!"

"Hehe, it turns out that Xiao Ranran is a good person. With my brother's quality, it is a popular item in the capital. It's also a blessing for you to know me. We have such a good relationship. If you like it, sister is yours!"

"Your brother will be unhappy." Mo Ran looked up at the man who had already walked over. Looking from the front, the man was tall and stunning, his starry eyes were deep and restrained, his eyebrows flew into his temples, and under his straight nose was a mouth with a perfect lip shape.

The man nodded slightly at Mo Ran, neither close nor indifferent, but had an indescribable pleasing look. Masculinity and sunshine were rubbed into this body at the same time. Mo Ran sighed again in his heart, looking at the beauty made people feel comfortable.

It has been four months since he was reborn and has been staying in Mojia Village. The things he has experienced since the first month of the year have been ups and downs, but Mo Ran must admit that when he saw the man in front of him, he felt like he had a change of mood.

It's really amazing.

"How could it be? My brother is very well-behaved and listened to me the most. How about it? Are you moved? Go to the capital with me, my brother is yours!" A woman, who was not aware of the danger coming, was still selling her brother with great enthusiasm.

Mo Ran didn't say anything because the man had already picked up Zhang Ting's back collar with one hand and pulled the person over easily, "Zhang Ting, don't say I'm your brother when you go out in the future."

Zhang Ting's face changed, and her confident look just now suddenly became pleased, "How can that happen? We are brothers and sisters, and there are irrefutable facts wherever we go, haha, haha...

By the way, I will introduce you to it. This is Mo Ran. The one I have always mentioned to you these days. Why is it? Is it a great beauty? Mo Ran, this is what my brother Zhang Ke, and I have told you too."

Mo Ran also nodded slightly to Zhang Ke, "Hello." Seeing that Zhang Ting was still being held in his hand by Zhang Ke, Mo Ran kindly said to her, "She was joking."

Zhang Ke looked at Mo Ran, and the look seemed a little surprised, and he returned to nature in a flash. He let go of his hands and said, "It's not once or twice. I'm used to it, come in and sit."

It turned out that Zhang Ting was still a habitual offender... Mo Ran glanced at Zhang Ting, and Zhang Ting leaned over Mo Ran's ear and said, "It used to be a joke, but this time I'm really serious..."

You can't even get on me even if you are serious? Mo Ran gave her a look, took off her coat and walked in, shouted "Three Grandpa", and sat in the place where Zhang Ke's handsome man was sitting just now.

"If you, Grandpa San doesn't call you, you won't come yet. You have to send someone to invite you, right?" Mr. Mo San said with a smile.

Mo Ran naturally continued: "Of course not. I'm afraid of disturbing the reunion of Grandpa Third's family? If Grandpa Third doesn't bother me, I'll be happy to run every day."

Mr. Mo was amused immediately. Before he could say anything, Zhang Ting brought a stool to come over, "Cheng Cheng, Mo Ran, then come here every day. Of course, my grandfather welcomes you, oh, Zhang Ke also welcomes you!"

Zhang Ke, who was mentioned, had just brought the tea over. He glanced at Zhang Ting at starry eyes, and Zhang Ting immediately shut up.

Mo Ran's gaze seemed to be on Zhang Ke's hand, which was a pair of very beautiful hands, with wide bones that a man should have, but his fingers were slender, his joints were distinct, his nails were round, and his tea pouring was meticulous. Such an ordinary thing added a lot of beauty to him.

I picked up the cup and took a sip. This tea is exclusively available for Dahongpao, and the taste is excellent, but Mo Ran felt that after the handsome man's hands, the tea tasted stronger.

Mo Ran looked at the chess that had not been played yet, and Mr. Mo happened to say, "Mo Ran accompanied Grandpa San to play this chess game?"

Mo Ran shook his head, "Mo Ran thought, but he just couldn't play chess. Grandpa San was waiting. When I went back today, I would study hard. After learning, I would come to accompany you."

Mr. Mo San laughed again, "Hahaha, you girl is so good at speaking. OK, then Mr. San is waiting."

Mo Ran stood up and gave up his seat, asking Zhang Ke to continue playing chess with Mr. Mo San, but Zhang Ting pulled her to the sofa to talk.

It was not until Chen Hu and Wang Hai were organizing a meal that several people sat around the table. The table of sumptuous meals were made by Wang Hai. Wang Hai was another guard of Mo Sanye. Mo Ran had learned about his cooking skills, which made people drool when they recalled.

Zhang Ke sat opposite Mo Ran, and Mo Ran thought to himself that the handsome man was already beautiful and could eat, and this meal seemed even more delicious.

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Normal Ermeng: Zhang Ke, 185cm tall, is on the 181st flower, Mo Sanye’s baby grandson smashed, known as Zhang Xiaoye, his chest muscles are unknown, abdominal muscles are unknown, waist strength is unknown, and his attack attributes are unknown...

The second comb of the sequin: So this is your first-hand information? What about the chest muscles? What about the abdominal muscles? What about the waist strength? What about the attributes of the important parts? You are too ruthless!

Normal Ermeng:...Well, don't cure, the code is to let Mo Ran's children's shoes reveal themselves (⊙v⊙) Yes

The singular Ermeng:...

The person involved Zhang Ke:...

Mo Ran, confused face:...

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