The more she looked at her, the more excited she felt. She wanted to know how she relied on to travel through time and space. Just as she was about to speak, Meng Beichen stepped into the living room.
Seeing everyone there, he smiled and was slightly startled when he noticed the girl in period costume sitting next to Han Yixing.
"Xiaorou, your colleague?"
Han Xiaorou's eyes were smiling, and she nodded vigorously and shook her head.
Meng Beichen frowned, a little confused about what she meant, took off his coat and sat next to Han Yixing.[
Han Xiaorou glanced at Meng Xingchen, suddenly clapped her hands and shouted: "This is Chenchen's girlfriend, right, mommy?"
When she hugs her mother, Han Xiaorou's mouth will be very sweet.
Han Yixing reacted after being startled, nodded immediately, and told her husband excitedly, "Anyway, I like this girl so much, she will be our wife for Chenchen."
Meng Beichen glanced at Mo Li and saw her blinking her big, innocent eyes, without any scheming.
Then he nodded and said, "As long as you like it."
Meng Xingchen was still flipping through the documents at this time, refuting the excitement of the two women without raising his head.
"She will come home."
And he will also ask the professor for help to find out the truth about her traveling through time and space.
Han Yixing and Han Xiaorou sighed at the same time. It was hard not to admire the weird boy in their family who could be so calm without raising his head at this time.
"Then, if she doesn't go back because of you, what if she becomes your girlfriend?"
Han Xiaorou refused to give up, bumped him with her arm, and asked again.
Meng Xingchen finally raised his head, glanced at her helplessly, and then looked at Mo Li opposite, who looked confused.
In the eyes of everyone looking forward to it, he said something that made people hate him.
"She is still young and not suitable."
Meng Beichen smiled as usual without saying a word, but when he saw his wife's stunned face, he couldn't help but touch her face.
Han Xiaorou forcibly closed her mouth and rolled her eyes at him angrily.
"How old are you yourself, and,"
She paused and turned to Mo Li, "Mo Li, tell sister, how old are you?"
"I am seventeen years old, but, Sister Han, what is your girlfriend you are talking about?"[
Li Li blinked his big, pure eyes, looked at Han Xiaorou curiously, and then looked at Meng Xingchen.