Mo Zhengyan looked down at her. He looked at her and softened his eyes. "Because I'm your uncle."

"Go! What uncle! I don't want it!" Song Qieyebrows in July, "What bad excuses, I can not pass here!" As you know, I like you! uuuuuuuuuuuu

Mo Zhengyan smiled, and he continued to wipe her hair. "Why didn't you just let me hold it?"

He didn't neglect it until he was in the private room of Languifang. When he wanted to take her away, her refusal was so obvious.

"Ouch! Just now so many people, how embarrassed I am, and, there are my subordinates, I am also a manager for good or...