Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 131 Exclusive Cheats
Mo Hanxuan choked on the water and couldn't help coughing.

"Son, don't get excited." Mo's mother caringly helped Mo Hanxuan straighten his back.

Mo Hanxuan put the water glass on the table and stood up straight: "Mom, I'm going to rest first."

After finishing speaking, Mo Hanxuan hurried to the second floor before Mama Mo replied.

When passing by the door of Tang Qianxia's room, Mo Hanxuan hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door of his own room and walked in.

Li day.

Mo Hanxuan walked down the spiral staircase in full dress, and all the Mo family members were sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

"Son, come over for breakfast!" Mo's mother warmly greeted Mo Hanxuan.

Mo Hanxuan raised his eyes and looked at Mo's mother, his dark eyes fixed on Tang Qianxia's position, Mo Hanxuan went to the dining table and pulled out a chair and sat down, the servant quickly brought hot milk to Mo Hanxuan.

Mo Hanxuan ate his breakfast slowly, but the three elders of the Mo family kept staring at him.

Grandpa Mo stroked his gray beard worriedly and looked at Mo Hanxuan seriously, while Mother Mo and Father Mo were talking quietly.

Suddenly feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird, Mo Hanxuan raised his eyes and looked at Grandpa Mo, why did he look at him with such eyes of examining a prisoner?
"Ah Xuan, did you quarrel with Xiaoqianxia?" Grandpa Mo asked,
Mo Hanxuan glanced at Grandpa Mo and gently put the cup on the table: "Grandpa, I haven't even had a word with her, so what's the point of arguing with her?"

"Since you didn't quarrel with Qianxia, ​​why did Qianxia rush to the academy this morning?" Grandpa Mo said with a touch of displeasure, obviously angry.

"Dad, don't get excited." Mom Mo and Dad Mo hurriedly comforted, otherwise it would be a disaster if Grandpa Mo got angry.

Grandpa Mo stared at Mo Hanxuan angrily with a stern face: "You brat, you will fight against me!"

Mo Hanxuan was silent, and pushed the plate aside, with a hint of impatience on his face.

"I'm stuffed!"

Mo Hanxuan stood up abruptly, took the coat handed over by the servant, and walked out.

"Dad, don't be angry, it's their young people's own business, just let them handle it by themselves."

"Forget it, that brat just likes to fight against an old man like me!" Grandpa Mo patted the table resentfully.

Mo's father pushed the glasses on his nose: "I don't think our son is enlightened, is he?"

"He's not enlightened, obviously he just doesn't understand his inner thoughts." Mother Mo took a small bite of bread and said slowly: "If I were Qianxia, ​​I wouldn't like our son who is as cold as ice. .”

"I've decided!" Papa Mo suddenly patted the table excitedly.

Grandpa Mo and Mother Mo turned to look at him, and said in unison: "What have you decided?!"

Mo's father patted his chest confidently, raised his head, took off his glasses and said confidently, "When my son comes back tonight, I will teach him the Eighteen Styles of Chasing Girls written by my father myself!"

Mother Mo, Grandpa Mo twitched his lips speechlessly.

"You'd better eat!"

Nightingale Bar.

Song Ke'er was walking towards Room 243 with a drink. Although she was forced to drop out of school a few days ago, although she has always held a grudge against Tang Qianxia, ​​she still has to live. How many mistakes did she do in order to pay off the debts of her gambling father? thing.

Walking to the door of Room 243, Song Ke'er raised her hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, a man with dyed yellow hair and a cigarette in his mouth came to open the door. Song Ke'er raised his lips and looked at the man with a smile. The man looked Song Ke'er up and down, secretly thinking, Niu'er has a really good figure.

He let the door open: "little sister, please come in."

Song Ke'er nodded slightly, and walked in with the drink. The man looked at Song Ke'er's tall back and locked the door of the box with a 'click'.

"Sir, the wine you want." Song Ke'er bent down and put the wine on the table one by one.

Then she looked up, saw the man's expression, carefully looked at the surrounding environment, with so many people, she knew she couldn't escape, the game was over...

At first Song Ke'er was still resisting, but after getting tired, she could only accept her fate.

(End of this chapter)