Mo Shao’s Heart-warming Favorite: the National School Grass is a Girl

Ji Chenyang: "..."

As the only person who could understand the situation, he couldn't help but sneer.

Still too naive!

The relationship between these two big guys is not as sweet as you think!

But he also had to admire Su Chen for being able to suppress Mo Dashao everywhere, that would be very awesome!

If this is left to others, this awesomeness can blow for a year!

The male **** is really extraordinary.

The boss in Mo Yuan's heart was upset. He couldn't understand in his heart, why did this guy dare to come out of the array privately?

And the instructors don't care about it?

If he usually visits the school forum, he will know that there is someone on Su Chen!

"Master Mo, thank you for your watermelon." Su Chen said lightly.

Mo Yuan: "???" Why can't I hear any thanks?

But he is not stupid, this is an excellent step. If you don't hurry down, it is estimated that this matter can't be done well.

So he thought for a while, and went down the steps given by Su Chen: "Well, I'm just afraid that you will feel uncomfortable in the sun, so I specially invite you to eat."

"I didn't expect that Young Master Mo was so caring?" Su Chen said lazily, and then threw the leftover watermelon peels into the trash.

Mo Yuan didn't answer, he had a hunch that there must be something waiting for him behind this guy.

Sure enough, Su Chen immediately spoke again: "I feel that these classmates are too bad for the sun, or else Young Master Mo will also show kindness?"

Ask them to eat watermelon?

Mo Yuan understood what was going on at once, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Is he shooting himself in the foot?

Thinking of him dignified Mo Yuan, when did he ever do such an aggrieved thing?

But he also knows that he lost again in the confrontation this time.

He simply accepted it. Anyway, during the military training of freshmen every year, he would also anonymously sponsor a little to relieve the heat of these freshmen.

Thinking about this, he directly took out his phone and called someone out: "Take a count of this year's freshmen, and one person will send a watermelon!"

"It's going to be iced!"

Su Chen: "..."

She doesn't understand the world of local tyrants!

At least there must be tens of thousands of people, one watermelon per person...

However, Mo Yuan's energy is still very large. Although this amount sounds scary, it is nothing to him.

After half an hour, a rumbling sound came from the playground.

Several large trucks drove in and opened the carriages to take a look...there were all watermelons!

Those freshmen still didn't understand what was going on, but they heard the instructor say that they should hold a watermelon all by themselves.

Happiness comes too fast, like a tornado!

"It turns out that the fruits of the freshmen every year are sponsored by Young Master Mo!"

"Sure enough, Young Master Mo is still very good!"

"I suddenly feel that Young Master Mo is also very cute!"

cute?

Mo Yuan heard these evaluations of himself, and countless black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Are these people serious? You say he is cute?

Su Chen couldn't help but smile, glanced at Mo Yuan sideways, and faintly exclaimed, "Little cute?"

"Puff--" Before Su Chen's voice fell, Bei Feng spouted directly. Covering his mouth, his shoulders trembled.

He turned out to be called Mo Lao cute! ! !