The person who opened the door was a mature and handsome man. He was tall and thin, with handsome features. He was wearing a casual T-shirt and light gray jeans, which perfectly outlined his height, long legs, and body proportions.
If you weren't a familiar person, you wouldn't be able to guess this person's age at first glance.
But the little guy on the side suddenly changed his face and rushed towards him, shouting: "Master!"
"Gemini?!"
"So you are the ghost in the haunted house, you scared Tangtang!" Xiao Tangtang ignored the surprise on Mo Ji's face, rubbed his trouser legs with dissatisfaction, and complained with an aggrieved look. Before Mo Ji could
After reacting, he said something again that left everyone completely speechless: "Master, when will you turn into a ghost?"
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe that the little Tangtang Baozi in front of you was the same guy who was extremely arrogant before, banging on the door loudly, pretending to be coming to ward off the demon, and wishing he could just kick the door open.
Of course, I can't even imagine that this little pink dumpling, who has always been cool to outsiders, would look so cute after meeting Mo Ji.
The contrast between before and after is huge!
It made Bo Jinghan sigh that her unknown master was not a ghost, but a monster! Even children were seduced, what a monster!
However, compared to Bo Jinghan and his party, the expression on Mo Ji's handsome face is also wonderful.
He was extremely frustrated by Meng Baozi's comments about his favorite "nest".
He glared at Bo Jinghan, who was smiling but not smiling, and then looked back at the villa with pink walls and black tiles. His eyebrows trembled and he knitted his brows together. He looked left and right and looked up and down. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think it looked like a haunted house!
Huh, it must be his half-hearted apprentice who instilled this into the little guy. She must be using the little guy's words to ridicule him!
Thinking like this, Mo Ji felt relieved. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy with red cheeks and wet eyes, clinging to his thigh and acting cute. His heart softened, and he hurriedly turned to let them enter the house.
"Come in, if anything happens, we'll talk about it in the house."
This is a house with a unique Chinese ancient charm from the inside out.
The exquisitely carved nanmu windows, the Xiangfei curtain with a faint bamboo fragrance, the Taishi chair with lotus carvings, and the root-carved screen at the entrance that is as tall as a person... are all exquisite and elegant. When you are in them, you feel like you are...
In an exhibition hall, there was only one explainer with a gentle and sweet voice, who led everyone to explain in detail.
Compared to Tangtang's activeness, Jingjing obviously dislikes it and is even a little resistant to it.
Facing Mo Ji's repeated temptations, he remained unwavering and sat firmly in Bo Jinghan's arms, resolutely not giving him a good look. He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, let alone call someone.
"This kid has a tougher temper than the guy named Lu!"
Looking at the little baby surrounded by the sun, Mo Ji somehow thought of Lu Yan and said something jokingly. As a result, he received a look from the adorable Jing Jing.
No, that's not right.
To be more precise, this little baby's feelings are suppressed in his heart, and he cannot express them directly on his face like Tangtang. Under normal circumstances, unless he is trustworthy and close to someone, he cannot see his thoughts. But
When he saw him glaring at him, Mo Ji didn't know why, but he felt an evil aura, with some hidden anger, coming towards him.
Comparatively speaking, this momentum was nothing to him who was used to seeing wind and waves. But he seemed to understand the deep protest and argument hidden behind the little guy's eyes.
