Mo Xiaoyan's ferocity was beyond comparison with ordinary people, so much so that Mu Qingli did not dare to say anything more.
"..." He didn't know why, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of Mo Xiaoyan. Could it be the so-called innate fear? No, Mu Qingcheng was actually afraid of women, wasn't it?
Bar?
What Mu Qingli can be sure of is that he is definitely not afraid of women. He now wonders if it is because Mu Qingcheng is afraid of Mo Xiaoyan, so now he is also afraid of herself, which is depressing!!
Suddenly I realized that being twin brothers with Mu Qingcheng was not a good thing.
"You mean I can also call you Xiaoyan..." He felt that since she had asked Qian Weiran to call her by her name, why couldn't he. Besides, he was not used to calling that woman sister.
"You can't... you have to call me sister. Do you think I will take advantage of you so much?! It's really funny. Do you understand what it means to be orderly..." Mo Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at someone unhappily. You know
, she originally liked Mu Qingcheng, he was a very handsome guy after all, but he could only look at him but not move, which made him very sad.
Who made her his sister?
If sister molests her brother, wouldn't it be considered incest? Mo Xiaoyan would not dare to do such a disgusting thing even if she had a hundred courages!!
"She's younger than me, okay, why can she call you by your first name?" Damn, you don't even turn your elbows out when you're biased! What a fucking cheater, I think, this Mo Xiaoyan is
A guy who eats everything he eats.
"She is she, you are you, she is a woman, are you a woman? Besides, I allow her to scream, but I don't allow you to scream, what's wrong!!" Mo Xiaoyan said it directly without beating around the bush, speaking clearly.
, I am so angry with this guy. By the way, Mo Xiaoyan likes to see beautiful men angry the most. The more angry he is, the happier Mo Xiaoyan is.
(Have you noticed that these two people were born from the same mother's womb, and they both speak so similarly)
"you……"
Sure enough, Mu Qingcheng, who had a bad temper, was really angry at Mo Xiaoyan's blatant favoritism. That handsome face had never changed its color. It was clear that he was so angry that he was so angry, what could he do?
Woolen cloth?
Qian Weiran found that the relationship between the two siblings was extremely delicate. Although they would sometimes fight and argue, there was always someone who would let it go. Moreover, the more noisy, the better the relationship.
Although this kind of relationship may make people feel very strange, it certainly does not affect the relationship. Instead, it feels particularly loving and warm. In fact, even when she was very young, Qian Weiran also longed for someone so rich.
A loving family, but everything that happened when I was ten years old has shattered all these beautiful illusions.
If she could, she would also like to have such a home. It doesn't need to be too gorgeous or dreamy, it doesn't need too much power and dark reality. She just wants a plain and simple home, far away from worldly prejudices and public opinions.
As long as there is such a home, it is nothing more than warmth, simplicity, happiness and harmony, nothing more.
Why is it that things that ordinary people or noble ladies like Mo Xiaoyan can have have become a luxury for her?
Thinking of this, Qian Weiran's eyes darkened again, seeming a little depressed and lost.