Chapter 239

An hour later, Zhang Zhiqin and Mo Yan went out of their uncle's and mother's house together.

"Smoke, don't be too soft. Be tough when it's time to be tough. If Zhang Zhiqin bullies you, tell me and my aunt will support you!"

Before they went out, Zhou Xiuyu reluctantly took Mo Yan's hand and whispered to her.

"Thank you, aunt. Zhiqin is very kind to me. You don't have to worry."

Mo Yan was a little shy and allowed her "aunt" to hold her hand. At thirty-three, she stood in front of Zhou Xiuyu in her forties and was as pure as a girl.

It has to be said that some women's temperament can be freely switched with different occasions and different objects.

When facing Zhan Ting, Mo Yan can be mature and sexy and crush the green and astringent beautiful girl into slag.

In the face of Zhou Xiuyu, Mo Yan can be shy and pure, arousing the pity of his elders.

At the moment, she spoke in a small voice and tried to cover up Zhang Zhiqin with humility, which made Zhou Xiuyu look distressed. She told him again:

"No matter how much you like a person, don't make yourself too humble. We women should strive for self-improvement and respect ourselves, and men will value you."

"But..." Mo Yan looked at Zhou Xiuyu's expression, sighed and said in a faint way:

"I'm so many years older than Zhiqin. He's willing to accept me. I'm already very grateful. I don't deserve him."

"You're only thirty-three. You know Qin will be twenty-seven soon! You are only six years older than Zhiqin. What's wrong with you? "

Zhou Xiuyu stared, patted her chest and said:

"You don't have to worry. I'll tell Zhiqin's parents that his family are kind people and will never let his son do things that he always abandons!"

Mo Yan's eyes turned red and bowed deeply to Zhou Xiuyu:

"Aunt, thank you, thank you, I will be good to Zhiqin, and I will be filial to you and uncle with him in the future!"

Zhou Xiuyu lovingly took Mo Yan's hand: "good, know Qin, if you were half sensible, I would burn Gao Xiang."

"Uncle, can you agree to my going to brother Fang's new program?"

On the other side, Zhang Zhiqin asked Li Xueke uneasily.

Li Xueke glared at him and snorted:

"Look at your performance. If you do that again, I'll kick you out of Fang Xiaole's program group myself!"

After Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuyu sent them downstairs - mainly to send "cigarettes", they educated Zhang Zhiqin again, and then went upstairs to go home.

"Bye, uncle and mother. You go up the stairs slowly."

Mo Yan stood downstairs and watched them enter the elevator. His poor temperament immediately disappeared. He glanced at Zhang Zhiqin with a sneer, turned and left.

"Sister Mo, wait, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Zhiqin is a little confused until now. I don't know what Mo Yan wants to do. Anyway, she played with her.

"Didn't you agree to help me explain the misunderstanding? Why did you make my uncle and mother more misunderstood? "

Mo Yan lifted his bag on his shoulder with one hand and inserted it into the trouser pocket of his jeans with the other hand. His steps were elegant. When walking, his waist swayed, and his plump hips swayed left and right, just like an enchanting rose in full bloom in the night, which attracted the eyes of men passing by.

What an old lady!

She also ignored Zhang Zhiqin until she walked out of the community and was sure that she would not be seen upstairs by Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuyu. Then she suddenly stopped and turned to look at him:

"Let me ask you a few questions."

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned and nodded subconsciously.

"If you encounter something big, is it your parents who make up their mind, or your uncle and mother who speak more effectively?"

Mo Yan asked faintly.

"My parents listen to my uncle, my uncle listens to my aunt, so my family has the final say of my aunt."

Zhang Zhiqin answered honestly.

"Do you like Zhan Ting?"

Mo Yan asked again.

"I just met once. How can I know if I'm happy?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned. He didn't know why Mo Yan's question jumped so much, but out of the instinct of survival, he answered immediately.

"Last question..."

Mo Yan suddenly waved to Zhang Zhiqin and pointed to his waist:

"I suddenly feel a little dizzy. Please help me."

"Oh." Zhang Zhiqin promised and came forward to hold Mo Yan's waist.

"Please hold it steady. I'm a little shaky."

Mo Yan said gently.

"Oh, good." Zhang Zhiqin's hand grabbed Mo Yan's slightly fleshy but tight and elastic waist.

"Last question, will you feel ashamed if you bring me to your future colleagues, friends and family gatherings?"

Mo Yan tilted his head sideways and looked at Zhang Zhiqin. A familiar milk fragrance penetrated into his nostrils and looked down at the mature and sexy woman. Zhang Zhiqin subconsciously shook his head:

"Of course not."

"Well, I'll allow you to take me on these occasions in the future."

Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction. Although she was not as tall as Zhang Zhiqin and had to tilt her head sideways, her voice was condescending.

"Why should I take you?"

Zhang Zhiqin looked at Mo Yan strangely.

"Because I allowed you to be my boyfriend."

Mo Yan glanced at Zhang Zhiqin proudly.

"What?"

Zhang Zhiqin opened her mouth wide, as if she could swallow a raw duck egg. She was stunned for a long time before she reacted and shook her head subconsciously:

"Sister Mo, are you kidding? You are so much older than me that my parents won't agree! "

"Has the final say of your aunt, your aunt love me very much," Mohan laughed.

Zhang Zhiqin stammered, "but I only kissed someone yesterday. How can I be your boyfriend right away?"

Mo Yan calmly said, "you just said that you don't like your blind date."

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly realized, "that's what you just asked me!"

Mo Yan raised his chin and smiled at him, "so the obstacles between us have disappeared, right?"

Zhang Zhiqin felt that his brain was not enough. After staying for a long time, he finally shook his head:

"No, no, I always feel like I'm at a loss."

Mo Yan's smile gradually turned cold: "I've seen it and touched it. Do you want to admit it?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned: "when have I seen and touched it?"

Mo Yan sneered: "when I had dinner at Fang Xiaole's house, I was drunk at night. On the sofa, didn't you see it?"

Zhang Zhiqin blurted out: "how do you know I saw it?"

Mo Yan was a little drunk that night. Zhang Zhiqin slept on the sofa. She sat on the ground and leaned against the sofa. Her clothes were slightly messy. In addition, Zhang Zhiqin was condescending. She saw what she should see or not.

Mo Yan's eyes were cold. He looked like he knew you had done something bad. Zhang Zhiqin muttered:

"Then I haven't touched it?"

Mo Yan sneered and pointed to Zhang Zhiqin to hold his waist.

"Feel so long, comfortable?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned: "lying in the trough, is that ok?"

Mo Yan looks at Zhang Zhiqin deeply:

"So, can you be my boyfriend now?"