Grandma Mo was chatting with Mo Si about the meeting.

Several juniors were whispering on the side.

Especially a few younger sisters, who are still relatively young, dare to say anything.

"Wow, cousin, is that really my cousin?" The little sister held a face and moved close to Mo Idiom. "Cousin's king filter has been broken by me."

"Yeah, yeah." The other sister looked disappointed, "How can the general's mouth talk about eating and drinking, and it's so picky, hum hum hum, my brother's filter is broken, but it feels good man's filter is up again !"

"..."

"Is this a broken filter?" Mo idiom cut off, "Did you not see your brother being more extreme?"

Mo idiom immediately told the two little sisters what Mo Si praised Jiang Qiuqiu last year.

hiss.

"It's unbelievable."

"What is it like for a man to fall in love, I really can't see it usually."

"Well, my brother complained about a few stores again. I feel that grandma is helpless."

It's been ten or twenty minutes, and I haven't picked a cook yet. No matter who grandma proposes, Mo Si always has all kinds of reasons to say no.

"Okay, okay, I won't choose." Grandma really has no choice. "You can choose yourself."

"Will not work."

He glanced at the past, thought for a moment, and finally raised his head, "I'll do it myself."

"??" There was a big question mark on grandma's small head.

Moss: "I can cook."

Although it may not be the most delicious, it can't beat those chefs.

but……

"She'll be happier eating my food."

cousin:!

People who seem to be doing something else but are actually listening: !

If you can serve it yourself, what else is there to choose from, then Mosi can order the menu himself, buy the food two days in advance, and send it here.

Then let the aunt who usually cooks small dishes start, or call the robot directly.

this is okay.

After everything was settled, one more thing was put down, and Mo Si's heart fell, and he couldn't help but start looking at the terminal.

Autumn is coming.

He clicked in immediately, and when he was not here, he could hardly give Qiuqiu an immediate reply. The two of them were using the Internet, but it was like a geese passing a book.

Mo Si feels very guilty for letting her have such an untimely boyfriend.

Therefore, during non-busy hours, he will reply to her messages as soon as possible.

--I have arrived.

- Well, a good chat, go back and talk.

-Why don't you stay at home for a while?

--Miss you.

- Hiss, it's really mushy.

Looking at this onomatopoeia, Mo Si can think of how Qiuqiu was lying on the bed and responded to his news with a vivid expression.

A smile appeared on his lips involuntarily.

- But I realize that I miss you a little too.

There was more tenderness on Mo Si's face.

- Then I'll go back.

——Don't worry, they are not angry, they were still talking just now, they are afraid that I will be single for the rest of my life.

——With you here, everyone is at ease.

Subtext, because I won't become a loner.

—Ah, it sounds so nauseous.

- Don't you like to hear it?

- Showdown, I'm so dirty, I like it! Hahaha!

A virtual text temperature is not enough.

Mo Si put away the terminal, the Mo family is used to parting, coming and going, guarding the borderlands, everyone is used to it.

"Grandma, I have to go back first."

"Go, go, the little girl is looking for you?"

"No, I want to find her."

After speaking, he showed a rare smile, then put on his coat and scarf, and set off in the snowy afternoon.

He had never worn a scarf before.

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