The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 78 The Canary of the Gold Master [40]

Yun Mu's expression also faded, and said: "If you are like this, don't you take Mo'er seriously?"

The old lady Yun sneered directly and said: "Go, go! I still don't believe it, Yun Mo can really come to my grandma for the sake of that woman!"

Mica slightly stretched her brows.

Some people easily forget their identities after a little holding.

She knows her son too well.

Even if it was her own grandma, Yun Mo might not pay attention to her, so why would she let an outsider bully her wife?

The old lady Yun can act as a monster as she likes, and how Mo'er will react is beyond her control.

The old lady is getting old, and she is also confused and doesn't understand, this will only provoke Mo'er's anger.

It's also time to wake up the old lady.

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Because Father Yun and Yunca wanted to live in a two-person world, they moved out of the old house early.

The old lady Yun couldn't bear Yun Mo's cold face, and soon moved to Father Yun and Mother Yun's place.

So the old house of the Yun family became Yun Mo's world alone... Now it belongs to Yun Mo and Shen Lang.

The old house of the Yun family.

...the first break of the clouds and rain.

Yun Mo had extremely forbearing dark emotions hidden in his eyes, he cleaned up carefully with Shen Fushui in his arms, and then returned to the bed.

The cold white chin rested on the top of Shen Fushui's head.

"If you're tired, sleep more."

Shen Lang's fingers were weak, and he lay quietly in his arms, "...I'm hungry."

"I just finished eating." Yun Mo smiled lowly, "Are you hungry again?"

Shen Fushui gritted his teeth weakly, propped his hands on his chest, and said in a seductive and slightly hoarse voice, "...it has been several hours."

This is a physical effort, digested quickly, what's wrong?
While annoyed, there was also a little grievance.

There is something more to it than soft coquettishness.

Yun Mo had no strength to fight against such heavy misfortune, kissed her hair, got up and said with a smile, "I'll do it, you go to bed first."

These days, Yun Mo often cooks for Shen Lang himself.

At the beginning, the craftsmanship was unappetizing, but I gradually found the feeling, and now I am getting more and more refined.

Especially the crispy duck, Yun Mo's cooking is no worse than his teacher.

The confidant sent by Mrs. Yun came, but was directly blocked by the guard, unable to even enter.

The housekeeper told Yun Mo about this, Yun Mo lowered his head and stirred the eggs without even raising his eyelids, and said coldly, "Don't let your wife know."

The butler sweated coldly: "Yes."

After that incident happened, even the husband didn't dare to make his wife angry anymore. The old lady was so foolish that she dared to send someone to show her off.

Isn't this courting death?

As expected, Yun Mo raised his long eyelashes slightly, his eyes were deep, and he said inexplicably, "Give her a reminder."

Of course the housekeeper knew who this "she" was.

Although this is not giving the old lady face, but the old lady doesn't want it herself, and there is no need for others to hold her back.

Ever since Old Master Yun passed away, as soon as his seniority increased, this Xuxian always played the role of his elders, domineering both in Yun's house and outside.

But after all, she came from a small family with a bad temper. Once she enjoyed the days of being held up and respected, she really thought she was the grandma of the honorable heir of the Yun family.

Yun Mo asked the housekeeper to give a reminder, in fact, she was trying to beat her identity, don't move the idea that she shouldn't.

But the beauty sleeping on the bed knew nothing about it.

Now the dog's hatred for her has reached 30%, which is not very obvious.

She couldn't help being a little dazed.

It's only 30%, it's what it is now, trapped her in a cage, turned upside down with her day and night, let her be dying, what would 100%... what would it be like?
Her heart is cold.

Hold.

Isn't this playing with your life?

She was afraid that before the hatred value reached 100%, she would die first.

This will not work.

[System: Please don't give up on the host, and move forward bravely. 】

"Your uncle...you went out again today, right?" Shen Fushui raised his eyes slightly, wanting to curse, pulled his red lips, and changed his words again.

[System: Please don't maliciously slander the system, the host has no boss. 】

"..." Her mood improved unexpectedly.

"How about we make a deal?"

The system felt that the vixen's eyes were shining.

[System: The host, please don't make any wrong decisions, and earnestly complete the task of serving the sentence. 】

"If you don't listen, how do you know if it's a crooked idea?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, his red lips curled up in an intoxicating arc, "... How about ordering a takeaway for me? I'll give you half of the points. "

[System: Are you sure the host is just ordering takeaway? 】

"Of course." Shen Fushui didn't blush, "I'm hungry."

The system agrees.

With a little conscience, I ordered a crispy duck for her.

Shen Fushui looked at the system board with dim eyes, "...let me know when it's delivered."

She moved her wrist, and then pulled the silver chain on her wrist to make a slight sound.

The system agreed.

Although it feels that the host is going to act restlessly as a demon again, there is no real evidence, and it's just ordering takeaway, so it's no big deal.

(End of this chapter)