Chapter 369 Damn it, I am actually the author seeking death!


Chapter 369 Damn it, I am actually the author seeking death!

Seeing the reluctance in Nan Jia's eyes, Mo Yan nodded decisively: "Yeah."

Nan Jia could only hand the chicken legs to Mo Yan sadly.

If I hadn’t come on a blind date today and rectified my mistake, I wouldn’t have handed the chicken legs to Mo Yan!

Zhao Yihua didn't eat well. She kept looking at Nan Jia and Mo Yan.

Of course she knew that Mo Yan, the eldest grandson of the Mo family, was someone many people wanted to cling to.

But how could he be with his daughter?

How could he fall in love with Nanjia?

After eating, Zhao Yihua pulled Nan Jia and shouted: "Nan Nan, mommy will take you home. Mom, there is something I want to tell you."

Nanjia subconsciously raised her eyes and looked towards Mo Yan, Mo Yan frowned slightly.

But he didn't say anything to stop it, and Nanjia nodded.

Zhao Yihua pulled Nanjia into the car and began to interrogate Nanjia: "What's going on with you two? Nanjia, please leave Mo Yan quickly. The gap between the two of you is too big."< br>
Zhao Yihua felt that her words were a bit harsh again, so she made up for it: "Mom, I'm not saying you're not good. It's just..."

Nan Jia patted Zhao Yihua's hand: "Mom, I know what you mean. Don't worry. As you think, he has a better family and better looks than me. That's a profit, It’s not my fault.”

Zhao Yihua stared at Nanjia slowly and said, “Nannan, I’m afraid you’ll get hurt.”

Nanjia paused for a moment, then she said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, it won't happen."

Looking at Nanjia's lack of food and salt, Zhao Yihua could only sigh and say no more. .

Nanjia warned again: "By the way, mom will never give me blind dates again."

If I go on blind dates a few more times, my life will be gone.

But Zhao Yihua suddenly frowned: "Blind date? What blind date?"

Zhao Yihua's attitude is wrong. Could it be that...

"Mom, today is not a blind date?"

Zhao Yihua shook his head: "No, it's just a simple meal."
< br>"Then...then...then why are there little red hearts?" "Maybe it's the decoration of their home? Besides, I will definitely tell you about the blind date. What are you thinking?"

Nanjia closed her eyes suddenly, calming down the surging emotions in her heart.

Damn it, it’s not a blind date after all this time.

Then why are you so scared? What a waste!

Apologise? She should point at Mo Yan's nose and scold him: "You don't believe me, Balabala."

It seems that he is in the wrong. Maybe he will buy himself a treasure to compensate.

In the end, he didn't get any compensation, so he gave Mo Yan the only chicken leg.

The more Nanjia thinks about it, the more he feels at a loss!

Zhao Yihua sent Nan Jia to her door. Nan Jia was still angry.

As soon as Nan Jia got to her floor, she was startled by Mo Yan guarding the door.

Nan Jia couldn't help but complain: "Brother, is there something wrong with you?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: "You are so cowardly?"

Nan Jia rolled her eyes: "You're awesome, I'm just a mortal now, okay? I'm afraid of death!"

It's late at night Anyone would be startled if they saw a dark figure standing at their door.

Mo Yan clasped his fists, stared at Nanjia and said slowly: "Nanjia, why don't you change back? Now I think you have low self-esteem and it's probably quite good."

At least She wouldn't have said so much to criticize herself before.

Nanjia rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "There is no restart function, thank you."

Looking at the rampant Nanjia, Mo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a threatening tone: "Nanjia, you You are very arrogant now, but I haven’t forgiven you yet!”

(End of this chapter)

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