Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

Gu Li's bony eyes rolled around, unable to figure out why Mo Shiting did this.

Of course, she certainly wouldn't have guessed that someone made an oath when she was bored, and ended up asking for trouble.

Unconsciously moving around, Mo Shiting woke up.

The man opened his eyes faintly, and subconsciously wanted to move his arm, but found that he was lying on her pillow and couldn't move.

"Are you awake?"

Gu Li noticed his movement, and quickly sat up, laughing and joking, "It's eight o'clock in the morning, it's rare to see you sleeping late."

Mo Shiting didn't say a word, and while she wasn't paying attention, he pulled her towards him.

Gu Li jumped forward unexpectedly and fell on top of him.

Mo Shiting hugged her tightly and rolled over to hold her down.

"Hey, get up, you're dead."

Gu Li reached out and pushed him.

Mo Shiting remained unmoved, burying his chin on her shoulder, deliberately teasing her, "You pressed me all night last night, should I press it back, eh?"

"Press back?"

Gu Li laughed, "Could it be that you still want to lie in bed for a day?"

"Why not?"

Mo Shiting asked seriously.

Gu Li was speechless, "You are very wrong, brother Ting."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Guan's voice sounded: "Young Master, Young Madam, the old man called and said that the two of you would come over."

"Okay, I see, thank you Aunt Guan."

Gu Li answered crisply.

Hearing Aunt Guan's footsteps gradually walking away, she pushed Mo Shiting again, "Get up, Grandpa told us to go back."

"Ignore him."

Mo Shiting continued to lie on top of her, so soft that he didn't even want to leave.

Gu Li sighed softly, "Brother Ting, if you continue to act like this, I will ignore you."

"You're not ignoring me now?"

The man complained that there was a trace of grievance in his words.

Gu Li blinked, but didn't respond, "Why am I ignoring you?"

"Think for yourself!"

"I can't think of it."

"Keep thinking."

Gu Li: "..."

That is to say, if she never gets to his point, he will keep playing rascal like this?

childish!

Gu Li muttered silently, thinking seriously.

She's not stupid, and it didn't take long for her to have an answer.

However, she wouldn't do what he wanted.

So, she reached out and pinched his handsome face with a smile: "If brother Ting doesn't mind, you can sleep in the guest room with me from now on."

This room is not even a quarter of the size of the master bedroom, and the bed is even less comfortable than the master bedroom, so she doesn't believe he can get used to it.

In a few days, he will definitely pull down his face and beg him to move back.

Haha, when the time comes, she will take pity on him and kindly agree.

The wishful thinking failed, Mo Shiting's eyes flickered, and he simply rolled over and got out of bed.

Without even looking at her, she put on her shoes and left.

Gu Li: "???"

Angry?

...

After Gu Li washed up and went downstairs, Mo Shiting was already sitting in the dining room, enjoying breakfast gracefully.

Aunt Guan stood at the dining table and helped pour the milk.

Seeing Gu Li, Aunt Guan hurriedly greeted her: "Mrs., early."

"Good morning."

Gu Litian walked over and sat down with a smile, and asked Aunt Guan, "Grandpa said, did you ask us for something?"

"The old man didn't mention it, but his voice sounds very happy, so it shouldn't be a bad thing."

Aunt Guan smiled.

Gu Li nodded: "Oh, okay."

After taking a bite of the sandwich, Mo Shiting was about to reach for the milk, but Mo Shiting placed a glass of honey water in front of her, "Drink this."

"thanks."

Honey water has a hangover effect. Although she has no signs of a hangover, her heart is still sweet, especially when she heard Aunt Guan say, "Mrs. Young Master, this is made by the Young Master himself."

"Yes?"

Gu Li was even more astonished, and immediately smiled with frowning eyes, "I must drink all of my brother's love honey water."

Mo Shiting hooked his lips without a trace, obviously being pleased.

Aunt Guan quietly looked at the two of them and smiled meaningfully.

It seems that this is reconciled.

Fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed is really an eternal truth.

...

Mojia Villa.

Mr. Mo was playing Go with Uncle Guan, and he was about to lose. He blew his beard and stared, a little unhappy.

While thinking about how to get rid of this game of chess, I heard a sweet and cheerful voice from outside——

"Grandpa, here we come."

"Oh, it's Xiao Lizi."

Just in time!

What a coincidence!

The old man Mo smiled like a flower in an instant, and finally had an excuse to rely on chess, "Don't hurry up and put away the chessboard."

"Yes, sir."

Guan Bo held back his laughter and hurriedly cleaned up the chessboard.

Thanks to the young lady who came to save the field, otherwise, if he wins the old man today, the old man will not be happy, and he will be unhappy for a day.

"grandfather……"

Gu Li grabbed Mo Shiting's arm and walked in with a smile.

At this time, Guan Bo had put away the chessboard, and bowed respectfully to the two of them: "Young Master, Young Madam."

"Hello Guan Bo!"

Gu Li shouted politely, then let go of Mo Shiting's hand and came to the old man, "Grandpa, you asked me and Brother Ting to come over, what's the matter?"

Old Man Mo glanced at Mo Shiting out of the corner of his eye, and then said, "I heard that next week is your father's birthday?"

"Hmm, yes."

Gu Li was not surprised that the old man would know her family background.

"Grandpa has a gift and wants you to take it back to your father."

Mr. Mo got straight to the point.

Gu Li was slightly startled, and subconsciously looked at Mo Shiting.

Mo Shiting shook his head at her, apparently not knowing this.

Gu Li smiled: "Grandpa, you are too polite. My father is a junior, how can I accept your gift?"

"He is a birthday star, and there is nothing to accept."

Mr. Mo said seriously.

In the next second, Guan Bo had brought an antique wooden box over.

Gu Li looked at the box and felt that it was worth a lot.

Just as he was about to refuse, Mo Shiting took the box with both hands, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Brother Ting?"

Gu Li tugged at his sleeve, indicating that he couldn't accept it, but Mo Shiting said, "It's rare that the old man is willing to give a gift, so he must accept it."

Gu Li: "..."

Being connoted for no reason, the old man Mo couldn't help but stare at him: "Bastard, are you saying that I'm ripping?"

Mo Shiting pursed his lips, "Correct answer."

"You—huh!"

It's just that this **** didn't have a good word in his mouth, and Mr. Mo was so angry that he didn't even want to talk to him, "Don't you have to go to work today? What are you doing here?"

Mo Shiting asked calmly, "You didn't ask me to come?"

Old Man Mo: "..."

It seems to be the case.

People are old and useless.

…………

For the next few days, Mo Shiting stayed in the guest room.

Gu Li thought he wouldn't be able to hold on for long, but who knows, he didn't show any signs of not getting used to it.

On the contrary, she is miserable, because the bed is only 1.5 meters, and she sleeps dishonestly, and she can't use it all the time.