The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 624 Take the Second Young Master Away
"Brother, I don't..."

"listen to me."

Mo tingshen stopped him.

The servant serving Mo Suizhi immediately went to the kitchen happily, and had to pass the dining room. At this time, the two masters and the trembling servants in the restaurant did not say a word, and kept silent with a tacit understanding.

But in this quietness, there was a sense of death.

Mo Li and Ling Wei sat and stood, their expressions were not good-looking.

Especially Mo Li, ever since he heard Mo Tingshen's voice, he didn't even have the courage to see a real person, but the voice made him panicked, his mind was so empty that he couldn't think of any calculations.

Ling Wei, on the other hand, looked at him coldly, even with a strong sarcasm on his face.

The servant cautiously walked around into the kitchen and whispered to the chef.

Fortunately, there was millet porridge in the morning, and the chef scooped up a bowl, and then gave him two beef buns and shrimp soup.

Mo Tingshen pushed Mo Suizhi into the living room, and he sat sideways on the sofa. The two of them were at a right angle, with half a coffee table in between.

Mo Suizhi wanted to say something, but the servant came over with breakfast and placed them on the coffee table one by one.

"Eat." Mo Ting nodded deeply.

The coffee table is raised and lowered, and there are buttons on the side, which can be raised to the same height as the dining table.

Mo Suizhi ate a steamed stuffed bun with millet porridge, and tried to negotiate: "Brother——"

"Eat yours."

Mo Ting deeply took out the cigarette case, took out one and lit it, he leaned back, his upper body intentionally tilted to the side, and the hand holding the cigarette was far away from Mo Suizhi.

The atmosphere right now is too weird, really weird.

There was no movement in the restaurant.

He could even hear the wind blowing in any direction clearly.

Gradually, Mo Suizhi couldn't hold it any longer. He always felt his scalp tingling in the silence. After eating another bun, he put it down.

"Brother, I really can't eat anymore."

Mo Tingshen habitually raised the hand holding the cigarette, caught a glimpse of the burning red star between his fingers out of the corner of his eye, paused, changed his hand, and pointed at the tea table, "Soup, drink half of it."

The servant handed over the spoon with keen eyesight.

Mo Suizhi was helpless, scooped spoonful after spoonful into his mouth, drank and bit, obediently drank half of it, took out all the shrimps in the soup and ate them.

The servant folded a tissue with keen eyesight, and wiped Mo Suizhi's mouth.

"Take the second young master to the backyard." Mo Tingshen said suddenly.

Mo Suizhi was stunned for a moment, then glanced towards the restaurant at the back as if aware of it, "Brother, I have something to say—"

"You don't need to tell me."

Mo tingshen didn't seem to give him a chance to say a complete sentence.

He's irritable right now, otherwise he wouldn't be able to suppress it by smoking. Some of the seeds he planted will be ignited in no time, but his anger shouldn't be aimed at Mo Suizhi.

After saying that, seeing Mo Suizhi's face change obviously, Mo Tingshen softened his tone: "This has nothing to do with you, don't think too much, I will leave after a while, you just finished breakfast, go to the back to relax Digest."

Mo Suizhi held the armrest, and secretly clasped a few fingers hidden under the armrest, only he could hear the scraping sound of nails.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I'll stay with you, we haven't spoken for a long time."

He originally wanted to avoid it, and he didn't want to face the quarrel with his parents.

But Mo Ting is deeply here, but he wants to stay.

For a moment, I couldn't tell what the sudden bad feeling was.

(End of this chapter)