The fast-wearing host turned black again today

Chapter 440 Cowardly Assistant VS Silly White Sweet Rich Second Generation (26)

After closing the door, Mo Qingye came to his senses belatedly.

Also, that doesn't seem quite right.

Isn't he going to help Nuomi Duanzi regain the heart of his ex-boyfriend?

Damn it, something bad happened!

Seeing Luo Li who was about to cry with red eyes, Mo Qingye panicked.

"Sorry, his tone and attitude are so bad, I couldn't hold back for a while, don't cry, I'll go chase him back..."

"I'm fine... No need to go, you're right, we've already broken up, his family has nothing to do with me... Mr. Mo, I'm not a man, I don't need a razor..."

Sniffing, Luo Li forced a smile and said.

Mo Qingye touched his nose with some guilt. He really didn't take her gender seriously, and subconsciously regarded her as his buddy.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not mocking you for being a man, I only have experience with men, and you give me the same feeling as my buddies, without any generation gap..."

From childhood to adulthood, his popularity with women was extremely poor, and he had almost no female friends around him, so he didn't know how to get along with girls at all.

It's not that the buddies around him haven't thought about introducing girlfriends to him, but he always feels bad when facing them.

But with Xia Luoli, there is no such situation. The two of them are familiar with each other as if they have known each other for several lifetimes, so he takes it for granted that she, like his friend, will prepare razors for him.

"It's okay, let's eat."

Shaking her head, Luo Li expressed that she didn't mind, and Du stepped into the kitchen to serve breakfast.

"I didn't expect you to be so skilled!"

After drinking, Mo Qingye, who had no appetite, took a sip of porridge, and immediately gave a thumbs up full of praise.

"If you like it, Xiao Mo will always..."

"We will be a revolutionary friendship in the future. We will also be called Mr. Mo, with more birth points. My nickname is Wanzi, because my grandma likes to eat Jiuniangzi, so she gave me such a nasty nickname. From now on, you will call me Meatballs are fine."

Mo Qingye waved his hand and corrected her addressing herself, Mr. Mo or something, that's too out of the ordinary.

"Maru, Maru..."

Luo Li blushed and yelled, and someone became more and more happy.

In the past, he hated this nickname given by his grandmother to death, but now when it is read from her mouth, he actually finds it pleasant to hear.

"And you, do you have a nickname?"

Mo Qingye asked again.

A look of loneliness flashed in Luo Li's eyes, and she shook her head.

Her parents only had her younger brother in their eyes, so how could they give her a nickname for a loser.

"Then I'll call you Tuanzi from now on, okay?"

With a bright smile, Mo Qingye expressed his thoughts.

Luo Li looked puzzled, "Why did you give me such a name?"

"Because you look like a glutinous rice dumpling!"

Mo Qingye said with a big smile on his face.

"So...Little President Mo..."

"ball!"

"So Maruko, are you saying I'm fat..."

Luo Li's eyes were full of resentment.

"The point is to be soft and waxy, not fat."

Shaking his index finger, he corrected.

Hehe, I believe your evil, is there a difference between the two? !
Luo Li cursed in her heart, she was forced to accept her new title because of her timid nature.

After breakfast, the two began to discuss the details of changing each other.

As for fitness, Mo Qingye is an expert, so he naturally has his own plan. With a reasonable diet, he is confident that Luo Li can lose at least ten kilograms in a month.

In this regard, Waigua Li expressed no objection, as long as he can be obedient and catch up with the heroine, everything is negotiable.

As for how to turn Mo Qingye into a successful person in society, she naturally has her own set of plans, in a word, match what she likes.

(End of this chapter)