After Mo Su finished speaking, she stood up slowly and left the sofa.
Mo Qian looked at the books she had left on the sofa and sighed slightly. He raised his hand and pinched the corner of his eyebrows.
He knew that grandma would not let him off so quickly!
By leaving the book behind, wasn't it because she wanted him to go to the room to talk to her later? She had been using this trick for many years and still didn't get tired of it. Mo Qian cursed in his heart but had already begun to compromise.
Mo Ye had seen it too. She smiled silently and comforted him, "Don't be so conflicted and sad! You'll have to tell her everything sooner or later. Whether it's Zhuang Xian or Lan Ling, grandma must know about your body! I'm a little puzzled. Why are you hiding it from us? Zhuang Xian is so pretty; what are you hiding?"
As she spoke, she suddenly reacted and said anxiously, "Oh, right! You haven't caught up with her, have you? Tsk, useless!"
