Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

"Just short of what you gave."

Gu Li said immediately.

"Um?"

Mo Shiting frowned.

"Oh, a male anchor, if you call me, I will miss you."

Afraid that he would not believe it, she quickly took out her mobile phone, opened an interface at station C and handed it over, "Here, it's him. He sang a hundred times worse than me, but he still attracted a lot of fans."

After speaking, click the play button, and a magic sound instantly breaks through the eardrum.

"Love really takes courage, to believe that we will be together, the crowds are crowded and I can feel you—"

It's just too ugly!

And this song is so familiar that it can't be more familiar...

Mo Shiting grabbed her phone, and as expected, the male anchor who wore a half-mask and sang pretentiously in the video was really a second-hand Song Yunque.

This guy is so brave!

How dare you sneak up to station C to be the anchor again, the vests one after the other, never change!

Returning the phone to Gu Li, Mo Shiting called directly.

Song Yunque was driving. When he received a call from Mo Shiting, he was a little surprised, "Fourth brother, why are you free to find me now?"

Mo Shiting: "The wildfire won't burn out, the spring breeze will blow again, eh?"

"What's the meaning?"

Song Yunque's heart skipped a beat.

God, shouldn't it be exposed that he continued to sing at station C?

But how?

He clearly tried his best to keep a low profile.

"Fourth brother, what are you talking about? I don't understand why."

"do not know?"

Mo Shiting's tone became increasingly dangerous, "I like singing so much, why don't I let you sing enough tonight?"

"Hey, fourth brother? Hey... the signal is not good, I can't hear you, so let's do this first. Bye."

After finishing speaking, Song Yunque immediately hung up the phone before Mo Shiting could speak.

He's going to die, he's going to die if his aunt finds out about being an anchor at station C.

No, it must be "destructed".

He simply pulled the car aside and started deleting the video.

One or two... Fifteen of them were deleted one after another, and finally all the videos were emptied.

Looking at the blank interface, Song Yunque finally breathed a sigh of relief.

the other side.

Gu Li curiously asked Mo Shiting, "Is that male anchor someone you know?"

Mo Shiting ignored her and continued to read the documents.

Seeing this, Gu Li stopped making fun of himself.

However, as soon as she refreshed station C, she found that all the singing videos of the other party were gone.

What did Mo Shiting do?

Ouch, her source of happiness is gone.

...

Half an hour later, Rolls-Royce stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated single-family boutique.

Only now did Gu Li know that Mo Shiting had brought himself to buy clothes.

And he did this to attend his grandmother's 70th birthday banquet.

As soon as the two entered the store, the store manager greeted them warmly.

"Young Master Mo, you are here."

After saying hello to Mo Shiting, she smiled and looked at Gu Li, "Are you the young lady? Hello, I'm Sally, the manager of this store. I'll take you to try on clothes."

"Okay, trouble."

Gu Li nodded slightly and followed behind her.

On the other hand, Mo Shiting walked over to the sofa area to take a seat, bowing his head to deal with the emails on his phone.

After about ten minutes, the door to the fitting room opened.

Mo Shiting followed the reputation and saw a girl walking over in a long dress.

The soft cherry blossom powder complements her innate sense of girlhood, adding a bit of sweetness.

The skirt has a sloping shoulder design, exposing one side of the collarbone and shoulders, which is playful yet sexy. The waist is very tight and thin, and the figure is so good that you can't take your eyes off it.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

Gu Li walked in front of him, and turned around gracefully with the hem of her skirt.

While waiting for him to praise himself, who knows, he heard him say in a cold voice, "It's ugly."