Chapter 4215 I’m gently waking up my mother.

At this time, in the early morning in Las Vegas, in the master bedroom of Haoting in the middle scene, Mo Nanjue's slightly closed eyes opened. He touched his nose and sneezed several times without warning...

Damn, what the hell!

Who is talking bad about him?!

Mo Nanjue's handsome face was cold, and he glanced sideways at the time. His delicate facial features relaxed slightly. On the side, Tong Ran turned over, her hair was messy as she slept. She rubbed her eyes, "What time is it..."

Mo Nanjue stretched out his big hand and hugged her into his arms. He pressed her head and said, "It's still early, go to sleep!"

"I can't sleep anymore," Tong Ran stretched, she rubbed his chin with the tip of her nose, and stood up with one hand, "I want to see if my son is awake..."

Mo Nanjue put his arm around her waist and hugged her back, "My son is in Sydney!"

Tong Ran knew he did it on purpose, so she supported his shoulders and said, "I mean my little son..."

"He must still be sleeping! I'll wait and see!" Mo Nanjue said, pulling her face with his big hand and staring at her with a pair of black eyes, "Tong Ran, can't you just think about me so early in the morning? I'll just lie down

By your side!"

Tong Ran turned his head and said, "Aren't you doing well?"

"How do you know? Have you touched it today?!"

"..."

Why do you have to touch it to know?!

Tong Ran had no choice but to turn over and touch his forehead. When she raised her face, Mo Nanjue suddenly lowered his head, and kissed her lips accurately and domineeringly with his thin lips...

…

While Mo Chuqi was talking about the "bitter history" of her skirt, she wondered what her parents were doing now. Maybe her father had woken up and was gently asking her mother to get up?

Seems unlikely...

Or is it like when they stayed in bed in the morning, their father didn't even call when he came over, he just picked one up with one hand, threw it on his shoulder and carried it to wash?

It’s also unlikely…

Forget it, mom and dad have grown up, and she can't control them anymore... It's time for dad to enjoy the life of monopolizing mom.

No, it can't be taken... She even forgot that she has an aloof brother.

Oh my god, I suddenly feel so pitiful about my father...

Mo Chuqi thought and touched her face. When she was a child, she always felt that her father should marry her. She always regarded him as her secret crush, so much so that the boys in junior high school, high school and even college, she felt that they were not as good as her father...

Mo Chuqi's beautiful eyebrows were frowned. She had the habit of frowning when she was thinking. Seeing this, Bai Yanxun thought she was still feeling uncomfortable, so he also frowned, "You..."

"I..." Mo Chuqi reacted quickly and was busy thinking about where she had just knitted. She continued, "Anyway... this nightgown is very precious to me! I have always treasured it, and now it has become like this...

…”

Bai Yanxun took a look and said, "Where can I buy the exact same one?"

"You can't buy it!" Mo Chuqi looked at him and said it was the truth, "It's custom-made. How can it be bought on the street?"

"..."

Bai Yanxun also fell silent, having no choice. Mo Chuqi made a two-digit gesture to him, "Mr. Yan, if you don't agree for half a month, then two weeks!"

"Mr. Smoke?"

"...I'm talking about Yan!" Mo Chuqi's tongue was knotted, and she patted her forehead, "Look, I'm so frightened that I can't speak clearly. I'm so sad, and the current flows like a river..."

Bai Yanxun, "..."

Mo Chuqi struck while the iron was hot and said, "Professor Yan, can I take a two-week break?"

"..." Bai Yanxun always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't explain it for the moment. He thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I agree with you to rest."
Chapter completed!