Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh: you are the one who is tired
Feng Momo had never seen Mo Yunchen show such a bright smile.
Although she felt a hint of maliciousness from this smile, she was still a little stunned.
Mo Yunchen ignored Feng Momo's reaction, hugged her waist and walked into his car with ease.
By the time Feng Momo realized, Mo Yunchen had already helped her to buckle the safety.
"What are you training now? Are you eating hot pot?" As soon as I sat firmly, Mo Yunchen couldn't help but twitch his nose, then came to Feng Momo and smelled it, with a strange look on his face.
"You have to care?" Feng Momo was already panicked by Mo Yunchen's actions, and when he heard this question, he felt even more embarrassed.
"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask, sit down." As soon as Mo Yunchen stepped on the accelerator, they rushed away at lightning.
Looking at the car going away downstairs, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but pat his forehead.
"Feng Momo, you really will surprise me."
Feng Momo never expected that Mo Yunchen seemed to take his morning words seriously. As soon as she walked into the Mo family's door, she saw a large table of sumptuous lunches, various hot pots and various vegetables, and the dazzling array of food made Feng Momo's index finger tremble.
She didn't eat a bite of food in the morning.
After all, with so much half a chili, who has the appetite to eat something else?
"Are you planning to open a cafeteria?" Feng Momo put down his backpack and sat down with an impatient look on his face.
"Hey, go wash your hands first." Mo Yunchen squinted Feng Momo, completely out of oil. The tone that made people feel uncomfortable just now was.
"Oh." Feng Momo was obedient like a child.
When she came back, Yang Yang had already come downstairs, and he seemed to be shocked.
“Wow… delicious… stuff.”
Yang Yangxun jumped onto the table, but soon Mo Yunchen rushed to the bathroom to wash his hands with a look.
Feng Momo wiped his hands dry and returned to his seat. Before she could pick up the chopsticks, Mo Yunchen suddenly patted her hand off.
"So what's wrong?" Feng Momo stared at Mo Yunchen pitifully.
"You have to wait for others to move when they pick up the chopsticks. This is basic etiquette. Also, you cannot swallow it voraciously. This is disrespect for others." Mo Yunchen educated seriously.
"Does what you said have something to do with me?" Feng Momo only felt that you were inexplicable. They had eaten at the same table. Although Feng Momo knew that his eating behavior was sometimes not particularly elegant, Mo Yunchen had never meddled with nostalgia to this point.
"Of course it's related. If you want to be the hostess of the Mo family, you must understand etiquette." Mo Yunchen raised his eyebrows.
"Wait, when did I become the hostess of the Mo family?" Feng Momo became increasingly confused about what Mo Yunchen was playing.
"Didn't you say it yourself? I am your man and you are my woman. Are you just kidding in the morning?" Mo Yunchen said as he raised his tone suddenly, his eyes staring like a copper bell.
If it weren't for the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Feng Momo might have thought Mo Yunchen was serious.
It seems that the improvisational performance in the morning deeply stimulated Mo Yunchen.
"Of course it's a joke. Do you think I might fall in love with you?" Feng Momo decided to cooperate with Mo Yunchen's performance and said ruthless words seriously.
"What did you say?" Mo Yunchen stood up suddenly, frightened Yang Yang, who had just returned, couldn't help but tremble.
Looking at Yang Yang's fearful look, Feng Momo glared at Mo Yunchen fiercely, and at the same time, something that was almost forgotten by him appeared in his mind.
"Hmm? Are you yelling at me? It's scaring everyone, Momo is almost crying."
There was silence in the air.
Mo Yunchen's face, which was originally arrogant, froze instantly, and he looked at Feng Momo in disbelief.
"Momo is very well-behaved. Momo never causes trouble. Please don't hit Momo? Hum? Humph." Feng Momo's delicate voice combined with his pouting mouth made Mo Yunchen feel goosebumps all over his body.
"I feel uncomfortable, you can eat first." Mo Yunchen resisted the desire to vomit and got up and was about to leave.
"Well, Momo doesn't want you to leave. Momo wants Chenchen to feed me." Feng Momo could not let Mo Yunchen go so easily, and grabbed the other party's hand, looking full of grievance, looking at him with an indescribable cuteness.
At this time, Mo Yunchen only felt like he was electrocuted all over his body.
"I warn you, if you continue to use this move, do you believe it or not, I will really kill you?" Mo Yunchen's eyes were clearly filled with joy, but his face looked fierce and evil.
"Is Chenchen really going to kill Mo Mo? Is Chenchen really willing to let it go? If Mo Mo is gone, Yangyang will be very unhappy." Feng Momo said and squeezed his eyes at Yang Yang beside him.
Unlike Mo Yunchen, Yangyang often sees Feng Momo acting cute and cute on weekdays. Once you don’t think there is anything wrong with Feng Momo’s condition, and nodded very cooperatively.
"Well, Yang Yang... needs sister... don't... kill sister."
Seeing Yang Yangyue joining the ranks of cuteness pulling her hands, Mo Yunchen felt that his nerves were about to break.
"You...you are fearless." Mo Yunchen struggled to try to use his own fists, but he felt helpless that his hands were being pulled by someone.
"Are Chen Chen angry? Momo is wrong? Is Momo apologizing for you for dinner? Ah~" Feng Momo's eyes looked very cunning and continued his performance that could be so terrible.
"I won't eat anymore." He angrily shook off the constraints of the two of them, and Mo Yunchen went straight into the study, as if he was going to work.
Feng Momo and Yang Yang looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.
"Your brother can't stand it anymore, hehe, let's have a meal." Feng Momo made a victory gesture and sat back to his seat with satisfaction.
"Sister... Why... brother can't stand it anymore?" Yang Yang looked curious.
"Because he can't attack the cute people, if Yangyang is bullied by his brother in the future, then he will imitate what Sister Momo just now and try it all." Feng Momo looked at the closed study door with pride and deliberately did not lower his voice.
Mo Yunchen seemed to be really scared. Feng Momo was having a lot of fun eating, but there was no movement there.
While eating, Feng Momo's cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the call number. Feng Momo wiped his hands unexpectedly and picked up the phone.
Chapter completed!