MTL - Rebirth: National Crown Prince-Chapter 640 ink painting

   Chapter 640 Ink in Ink Painting

   But in the end, he slapped him hard, this guy really ate it, and made it too delicious.

After the success of   , Feng Rin still thought that he would not have to order takeout in the future. Who knew this guy looked disgusted at the time: "I didn't make it for you."

   "Then who did you cook it for?" Feng Rin blurted out.

   Mo Yu didn't answer, turned around and left with a look of ignoring Feng Rinai's answer.

   Every time Feng Rin thinks of this, he feels that he has lost his blood. He helped others to try it, but he has not gained a little bit of benefit.

   Therefore, for this breakfast, he must drink a few more bowls.

   "You're going out today!" Because Feng Rin saw that Mo Yu was wearing serious clothes today, even her shoes had already been changed.

   Mo Yu was noncommittal. He checked the phone's battery, and it was already charged to 75%, which should be enough for him to use it outside today.

   Feng Rin knew that Mo Yu was acquiescing. He seemed to have remembered something, and said a little maliciously: "Is that your old friend coming?"

   Hearing the words "Old Xianghao", Mo Yu's fingertips paused slightly, then he raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Rin, who was smiling a little ruffian, only to see him humming as a matter of course.

   Feng Rin was stunned.

Grass!

   His ears are hallucinating!

   This guy actually admitted that he has an old relationship!

   "When did you have a good old friend? How does she look? Where is her home? What is her figure? What is her personality? Does she like you?" Feng Rin kept asking as if he had opened the door.

  Mo Yu half-squinted his phoenix eyes, looking at the excited and curious man, he said noble and cool: "You don't need to know this."

   said, the man stood up.

   The more it is like this, the more Feng Rin can't hide his curiosity. You must know that he is really interested in that old friend who can make Mo Yu like.

   Guessing what Mo Yu might be doing today, Feng Rin hurriedly finished his porridge and planned to go find out.

   Mo Yu seemed to see what Feng Rin was thinking, and he said in a calm voice, "The bowl is washed."

   Feng Lin disagreed: "Just put it there."

   The man's eyes were deep, and Feng Rin was stunned for a while, "It's alright, alright, I'll brush it."

  Mo Yu put the power bank and mobile phone in his pocket, opened the door, and caught off guard, a petite figure appeared in front of him.

   "Brother Feng Rin!" Mo Siyao didn't even look at anyone carefully, and rushed over directly.

   Mo Yu's side, Mo Siyao fell to the floor in the house, and Mo Siyao screamed in pain.

   "Hey! Feng Rin, why don't you follow me!" Mo Siyao said dissatisfied.

   She stood up with a grin and stared at the man in the hat in front of the door.

  The man was tall, straight and slender, his black sweater was neither long nor short, and his legs were long and straight, which made Mo Siyao feel inexplicably in his heart.

   "Mo...yao?" Mo Siyao, who was almost blurted out by Feng Rin, changed his words in time.

   "Brother Feng Rin!" Mo Siyao's eyes lit up, and she saw that she rushed towards Feng Rin without a long memory.

  Feng Rin subconsciously wanted to hide, but he didn't know if it was because he was afraid of the girl getting hurt, but he finally caught Mo Siyao who was thrown into his arms with a face full of helplessness.

   Feng Rin forgot about Mo Siyao again, my God! If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have messed with this sticky spirit in the first place.

   The pair of phoenix eyes under the brim of the hat could not see clearly, only Mo Yu glanced at Mo Siyao lightly, not as hostile as yesterday.

   He didn't forget his surname Mo, the ink of ink painting, not Mo Si's ink, so the Mo Si family has nothing to do with him.

   (end of this chapter)