dhibooks Chapter 109: Superficially well-behaved and privately playing a lot
Chapter 109: Superficially well-behaved and privately playing a lot
The smiling face was steady, the thin lips were lightly opened, and the two dark red lips touched lightly. He Xingci's heartbeat was rapid, and Mo Ran said:
"Grandpa He, Xiaohe and I have a very good relationship. We are not afraid of any troubles or troubles. Friends are mutual. If you think he troubles me, then..." Mo Ran hesitated to speak, "Let him compensate you equally I."
Mo Ran bites the word "compensation".
"Furthermore, things like objects are not introduced, but mainly for eye-catching. Whether Xingci already has an object, I won't tell you."
His smile was concealed, and only two people could wink.
He Xingci twisted Mo Ran's thigh, neither light nor heavy, and stared at him, "What do you mean?"
Mr. He clicked his tongue and couldn't stand it anymore, his little grandson is really not good!He Xingci smiled bitterly, but the expression in his eyes was still unconvinced.Now that Mo Ran said so, as an old man, he can't say anything on the surface. He poured a cup of tea, rolled his Adam's apple, and touched the reading glasses on the table. "If it's okay, come and play two games of chess with me."
Ah... He Xingci still wants to have a little world with Mo Ran.
He lowered his head, sighing lowly.
An old man wouldn't understand the feeling of a young man who doesn't see each other every day like three autumns. When grandpa finds out, He Xingci must talk to him about this matter. He would rather destroy ten temples than destroy one marriage!
Mr. He's sharp lens corner flashed shrewd light, he smiled and took out a chess set, looked at Mo Ran, "Come, accompany me, sit opposite me."
It is natural for He Xingci to follow Mo Ran, Mr. He shook his head, as if he disliked his excess:
"Xing Ci, you go to sleep for a while, Mo Ran and I have other things to talk about, about the company, you are not interested in listening."
He Xingci couldn't help but twitch in his heart, could his father's desire to pay him be any more obvious?Thinking so in his heart, he walked to the door and closed the door very sincerely, with a small head curled his lips very dissatisfied: "Grandpa, you don't want me if you have Mo Ran."
Mr. He smiled without saying a word.
After confirming that his little grandson's footsteps were getting farther and farther away, the arc of the corners of Mr. He's mouth, which had been raised all the time, suddenly dropped, turning into a serious elder.The voice was still so flat, "Have you ever played chess before?"
Mo Ran told the truth, "I know a little bit, but I'm not very good at it."
The old man played chess freely, "Don't you are not very good at it, you are not very good at it, how did you get Xing Ci back home with your tricks?" Involuntarily paused in the air, his bony and slender hand pressed the chessboard on the chessboard, and there was a "boom".
"I don't quite understand what you mean." Mo Ran implements the strategy of pretending to be stupid, and the He family is all smart people. He doesn't think he can use this trick to deceive the old man, but at least he has a chance to let the old man tell him who told him.
The chess layout of the two sides has been completed, the old man is not in a hurry to play, he turned on the laptop and fumbled on the computer for a while.
Presented in front of Mo Ran was a group of photos - photos of him saying goodbye to He Xing.
This looks like a candid shot, who did it?The more he looked at it, the more he felt the veins on his forehead twitch more violently, and the hands hidden under the table were clenched into fists.
Mr. He's wise eyes seemed to be able to see through his complicated emotions, and he comforted him, "The photos he sent were not marked with names, he just wanted to tell me. Don't get excited, I have no objection to you being together."
Mo Ran's fist was loosened, and the surprise was too late to convert into an expression, so I heard the old man's next sentence:
"But I don't support you being together."
"You have to give me a reason to trust my grandson to you. You are all men."
Mr. He is quite old, and an anonymous person sent him these photos to repeat the text. The goal he wants to achieve is Sima Zhaozhi's heart. Everyone knows that Mr. He felt his blood pressure was a lot higher when he saw it for the first time. Calm down Finally, he ponders authenticity.
The more I think about it, the more I feel that the relationship between the grandson and Mo Ran is indeed that kind of relationship. He has seen a lot of normal brotherhood, like him and the old Yangtou and the old Wangtou, it is quite normal!
He slapped his thigh again, hey, no wonder the old Wang is always matching He Xingci and Mo Ran in his words, he didn't think much about it before, and when everything was connected together, he knew it.
The stage of psychological struggle is over, in other words, the matter of congratulating his father scared him enough, although Rong Yue only told him after he was out of danger, but the old man's heart beat like a drum.
I think it's good for the children to be safe, and other things are not so important.
Only then did the old man Mo Ranhe sit together and play chess harmoniously, "pointing at Sang and scolding Huai" in a stable job.
In the past, two people closed the ancestral hall together, and knelt down for three days holding the ancestor's sign before talking.
Mr. He was playing chess, and he was brewing and speaking out what was in his heart. He liked Mo Ran a lot, but it didn't mean that he could give his grandson to others!
"You have to show me your sincerity."
He still wants to know, is his grandson becoming a cabbage, or is it Mo Ran?Contains #哥#儿#全#理#
The cabbage was humiliated, it's too embarrassing!
Mr. He cares about saving face the most, he quietly raised his head up and down to look at the calm and meticulous Mo Ran, sighed deeply, it's over, his grandson's waist is weak and his body is weak, he can only be a cabbage.
The hard spirit exuding from Mo Ran's body often makes Mr. He feel the shadow of his youth, and he likes this child fighting in his heart with tangled emotions, which makes him feel strange.
Mo Ran seems to have his eyes on the chessboard, but his thoughts have gone through many times in his heart.I was afraid that the old man would not accept them. When I heard the old man said that it depends on sincerity, Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief. The old man didn't really object, but he couldn't believe it.
He needs to be very convincing.
"Grandpa He." He made a move, "Do you know that I met Xing Ci in high school?"
Mr. He blinked, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, "Let's think about it, Xingci liked to tell me about him when he was in school, high school... oh, him, he told me that there was a boy who was very independent I told him to make friends and bring him back as a guest, but he said no..."
"On his birthday, he said he wanted to invite that person, but he didn't. Now that I want to come, it's you..."
Mr. He suddenly realized that these two people didn't just get together recently, they had been together so many years ago...The old man's heart was even more blocked, why was he the last to know!
The old man can't help but say a word that involves many stories. Facing the characters related to He Xingci, Mo Ran has always been very patient with Aiwujiwu, and the old man treats him well is another reason.It's just that he didn't expect that he would know things that He Xingci would not tell him from the old man's mouth.
His heart was deeply touched, as if someone had lightly pecked his heart, making him numb and empty.
It wasn't his unilateral attention in high school, that person was also paying attention to him.
"Buzzing" the phone vibrated in his pocket.
Mo Ran held the phone, resisted looking at it, and returned to the old man's words, "Whether it's me or not, I want to tell you that I'm definitely not just playing with Xingci. I think it's too shallow to describe it as liking, and it's more serious than that." something deep."
"Besides you, I am the one who loves him the most in this world."
Lying on the big bed, I leaned against the head of the bed to watch the mobile phone for a while, and watched TV at the end of the bed for a while, and finally covered my head with pillows, and the bed with two legs creaked.
Just two words, anxiety!
What would Grandpa chat with Mo Ran for so long, why didn't he come back, could their affairs have been revealed?He Xingci collapsed into a piece of cake helplessly on the bed, his unlovable expression looked like an internet celebrity yellow cat, ravaged by life into a cat cake JPG.
Before the cat cake melted into water, the big wolf dog, which represents the source of life, came over, and covered his calf with warm palms, and gradually burrowed up...
He Xingci laughed itchyly, "Hahahaha, don't touch there, itches, itches..."
Mo Ran glanced at the pair of gray slippers behind the unclosed door, and he understood something in his heart. He reminded He Xingci, "Don't do this."
He Xingci thought that Mo Ran was playing with him, so he pulled him onto the bed very emotionally, Mo Ran had no time to say anything, and when he lay down, He Xingci had already straddled up, twisting his restless waist, winking like Si smiled:
"What a prudence, it's not easy for the two of us to spend time alone, and we must go crazy like we are in front of grandpa. By the way, did my grandpa tell you anything? Why do you two spend so much time playing chess?" .”
Mo Ran's eyes have been paying attention to those feet. Hearing what He Xingci said, those feet staggered back a few times.
The old man was immediately shocked. His grandson was so cute and sweet in front of him. In private...how could he play so big in private!
In fact, the scale of congratulatory speeches on weekdays is well grasped, at most kissing, hugging and holding high. Today is a special day.But, the old man's opinion on He Xingci's side has already formed——
A great grandson.
Don't take advantage of the bastard, Mo Ran touched his waist, hugged him tightly and pressed his back, making the distance between the two of them almost zero, with a delicate voice: "Your grandpa said, it's impossible to introduce someone to you. Introduce me, the beautiful girl from the Northeast." He learned He Xingci by following the gourd painting.
He Xingci couldn't help being teased, I believed him when he said this, "If he is like this, I will turn my face!" He lay down with his arms around his neck, "Then I'll get my hair cut, and I'll make up a beautiful girl from the Northeast, like that He won't introduce you."
Mr. He at the door continued to be shocked.
...
His grandson still plays women's clothing?
The feet that followed secretly finally disappeared from Mo Ran's sight, and he can do things that are not suitable for being peeked at.
...
As far as the point is concerned, He Xing was paralyzed on the bed after the speech, and his body stretched out to achieve the most comfortable position. He felt his eyebrows twitching suddenly. Did he have a good premonition:
"Have you found out who is helping Chu Yunjue?"