Chapter 7 Home (3)

Chapter 7 Home (3)

When we got back to the villa by taxi, the night was dark.

Look at the time. At this time, Tianze should still be in the studio.

Tao Yi put down his bag and went to the studio on the second floor. He opened the door and Tianze sat in front of the drawing board.

"What did you have for dinner?" Tao Yilai softened his voice. Children who do not like to talk should talk to him more.

Mozetian heard the voice and looked back at her coldly without answering.

"How beautiful the sun you painted!"

Mozawa was so white that she couldn't tell the sunflower from the sun. What a fool!

Tao Yi reached out and touched his head. "But why are there so many spots on the sun? Can Tianze tell me?"

This woman is really verbose, dumb and verbose, and her eyes are not good.

Mozawa pushed her hand violently and left with two short legs.

Tao Yi chased him up and stopped him.'It's rude to ignore adults'words.

"Get away." Mozawa spit out two words from his mouth in cold weather.

Tao Yiyi endured the impulse to pinch his face and raised his good smile to his eyes.

"Your father, give you to me, so I hope we can get along well, otherwise..."

"How? Mozawa raised his chin provocatively, and his cold little face was full of disdain.

Tao Yi was stunned. She had never seen a child look so cold.

"Hum!" Mo Zetian held his small head and left without turning his head back.

Tao Yi sighed softly.

She was ignored by a little fellow.

...

Go downstairs, get your bag, and then plan to take a bath and go to bed.

Today is a tired day. She doesn't want to make her mood worse for a small iceberg.

With a song in his mouth, Tao inadvertently raised his eyes and swept a figure. He could not sing any more. His scalp was numb and he stood in the middle of the stairs.

On the sofa, Mojun sat gracefully in a black tuxedo at night, his narrow eyes glittering with the cold of frost and snow.

The man, born superior, trembled in Tao's heart. "Good evening, Mr. Mok."

Tao Yi immediately raised a clever smile on her face, hoping to make a man feel like a harmless little animal and let her go.

Mojun glanced at her coldly at night and then lowered his head.

Tao Yi asked herself for boredom and decided that 36 plans should be taken to escape.

"Did you meet your old lover today?" Mojun's thin lips move at night, and his mute voice is very clear at night.

"Hmm?"

Tao Yi was bombed with five thunders and his scalp felt numb again.

"How do you know?"

Tao Yi's white face was tinged with thin anger. "Although I am your son's family teacher, this is my private matter!"

Mojun watched her tight little fist at night, her eyes cold, her face cold and beautiful, with a compelling momentum.

"Mr. Mok, I'd like to have a good talk with you about human rights. That's the case..."

Mojun wrinkled his eyebrows at night and raised the card in his hand.

"Gifts from my predecessor."

"..." Tao Yiyi was stunned.

The woman finally realized that Mojun had summed up one of her faults at night, raised the card in her hand again, and pointed to the delicate paper bag by the way.

"You peep at my stuff?!" Tao Yi unconsciously raised his voice.

"Taoyi, please keep quiet late at night."

Quiet what quiet!

Tao imagines a kitten stepped on its tail, exploded its hair, ran down the stairs, grabbed the card in his hand and held the paper bag.

"Mr. Mok, turning over other people's things is a manifestation of human rights violations."

"Did you write your name on it?"

"When, of course!"

"Why can't you see what's on my home, my sofa?" Mojun sneered at him at night, his voice was faint and his eyes were completely disdained.

"Didn't anybody teach you not to leave things around?"

"You..." Tao Yizhi bites his teeth.

What's that?

Wouldn't bullying her weak woman resist?

Well, what do you have to do with this kind of person? It's for 20,000 people a month.

"Sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't leave it in disorder. I won't do it next time. Good night."

Mojun's face gradually darkened at night and his eyes were cold.

Tao Yi feels that a man's eyes, at any time, have the possibility of strangling her to death. It's really baffling. He apologized with his gifts and so on. He's mentally ill.

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