Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

Chapter 212: have a wife

The girl is soft and fragrant, and rubs him every now and then, no matter how good his concentration is, he can't stand her unconsciously teasing him.

So, that night, Mo Shiting took a total of four or five cold showers.

Gu Li, who had a good night's sleep, didn't know anything about it, and thought that Mo Shiting, like her, slept exceptionally well.

The next day, when Gu Li woke up, Mo Shiting was not at home again.

Looking at the clock on the wall, which showed the time at 10:30 in the morning, Gu Li couldn't help but make a deep self-examination. Compared with the industrious Mo Shiting, is she a little too depraved?

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Moss Group.

It was rare for Lu Cong and Song Yunque to go to the company to find Mo Shiting.

Seeing these two good brothers appear together, Mo Shiting frowned and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

After he finished speaking, he got up gracefully and walked towards the sofa area.

Lu Cong was already seated there.

As for Song Yunque, he walked carelessly to the water bar area, opened the refrigerator and took two bottles of cold drinks, and said with a smile, "What else can I do here? Of course I'm here to see you. Third brother, here it is!"

After speaking, he threw a bottle of cold drink to Lu Cong.

Lu Cong took it in his hand, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, and then said, "We've been busy lately, so I don't care about you. I just remembered it today, so I came over to have a look. Your country E has been resolved?"

"Um."

Mo Shiting nodded slightly and sat down on the single sofa opposite them.

"Fourth brother, why is your face so bad?"

Song Yunque came over with a pretty handsome face and looked serious.

Lu Cong also glanced at Mo Shiting, and suddenly laughed maliciously.

"Third brother, what are you laughing at?"

The stupid and cute Song Xiaoye was biting the drink bottle with a puzzled look on his face.

"nothing."

Lu Cong hooked his lips and drank from the cold drink bottle.

He didn't dare to make fun of Mo Shiting in front of him, begging for dissatisfaction.

However, his buddy is going back more and more. He has a sweet wife, and he can still live as an ascetic?

admire!

Song Yunque didn't know that his third brother's thoughts were so impure, and he still cared about his fourth brother: "Fourth brother, you look really bad, do you want to go to the hospital? Or let the third brother show you first? "

Mo Shiting took a sip of his freshly brewed coffee and said, "No. I didn't sleep well last night."

"Oh."

Song Yunque heard the words, so he didn't continue to ask.

At this time, Lu Cong said, "Next weekend, it's your father-in-law's birthday, Gu Yuan, are you going to attend?"

Mo Shiting was slightly startled, "Gu Yuan's birthday? You are well informed."

"Found out by coincidence."

Lu Cong supported the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said casually.

In fact, where do so many coincidences come from?

It wasn't because he went to check on Murong Qian that he found out about Gu Yuan's birthday.

Of course, this is well known in the upper class of country A, and he basically knows it without much effort.

As for the woman Murong Qian...

Apart from knowing that she is Gu Li's cousin, the daughter of the top wealthy Murong family in country A, and the world-famous singer MUMU, there is no extra information.

Like Gu Li, she was well protected.

In fact, if it wasn't for Gu Li's breakthrough, Lu Cong would not have been able to find out Murong Qian's true identity.

"Fourth brother, didn't the fourth sister-in-law tell you the birthday of the fourth sister-in-law's father?"

Song Yunque reacted after a while.

Mo Shiting responded coolly, "I told you."

"Really? Then you acted confused just now."

Song Yunque didn't know where he had the courage to question Mo Shiting in person.

Seeing this, Lu Cong quietly sweated for Song Yunque.

How did these two people mix into Lu Cong's brother?

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