There are too many routines for paranoid male gods

Chapter 584 Mo Yichen, You Are Black Belly
Mojia.

Mo Yichen came home and said to Mo Ningmen, "Lengmen, your interest class has been changed to a painting class."

"Why? I'm good at painting, so you need to go to the painting class." Mo Lemon remembered that he laughed at her during the day, and still didn't want to talk to him.

Few people know that Mo Yichen is not good at painting. Although Mo Nianchen and Li Shengxia have found him the best teacher, he is still not interested. In comparison, Lemon's talent in this area is simply superior.

"A strawberry tart."

"It's not rare, I can't give up my ideals for strawberry egg tarts, I'm going to Taekwondo class!"

"One per day." Mo Yichen added lightly.

Mo Lemon looked at him, sure it wasn't a joke, "Every day?"

"every day."

"Before you laughed at me for being fat! Now you are tempting me again!"

"Baby Lemon, you are the cutest like you are now. How could the 90 kg be related to being fat. You are just more promising."

"Daddy and Mommy won't let me eat so many strawberry tarts."

"That's why I came to the rivers and lakes to rescue you. You can't get fat anyway."

"You flatter me so much, there must be no good." Mo Lemon said, "Don't think that a strawberry egg tart every day can seduce me. I have eaten all the strawberry egg tarts in the world. You can't be easily tempted."

"The most delicious egg tart in the world, who made it?"

"What do you mean? You help me make egg tarts every day??"

Mo Lemon has eaten too many strawberry egg tarts, and is very picky about the taste, but she can't make the taste she wants at all, while Mo Yichen can make mouth-watering strawberry egg tarts, even though she has eaten so many strawberry egg tarts, Still can't forget after eating his production.

"Yes." Mo Yichen replied.

Almost without thinking!

"There must be something wrong with your quick promise. This matter is definitely not that simple. I don't agree!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"At least two a day!"

"Deal." Mo Yichen smiled lightly.

"Now let's talk about what I'm going to do. Brother, what do you want me to do in painting class? Anyway, your painting is hopeless."

"...Remember the girl who asked you to help guide the way that day?"

"It looks familiar, who is she?" Mo Lemon thought for a while, "You let me go to painting class because of her? Brother, is your peach blossom blooming yet? Have you given up on your Han Jinchu??"

"It's her."

"What did you say? She's Han Jinchu!? I said how familiar! She came to the Imperial High School to study? My God, didn't she come here specially to find you?" Mo Lemon suddenly felt that the fate was amazing.

"The details are still unclear, but her personality has not changed much."

"Being bullied again?" Mo Lemon stroked her forehead in a breakdown.

"You are a girl, be friends with her, no one dares to bully her around her."

"It turned out that I was asked to be the flower protector. Well, who asked you to be my brother."

"It's obviously for the strawberry tart."

"Don't expose me, we still have a family relationship."

"I'll keep the matter about the strawberry egg tart a secret for you, and you will keep the matter about Han Jinchu a secret for me."

"Deal! However, after filling out the interest class, it cannot be changed."

"Don't worry, I've already done it for you, just go directly."

"Brother, it turns out that you planned it long ago! I was fooled again!"

"It's just a matter of order, the result is the most important."

"You are so black-bellied, I really don't know who you look like! Fortunately, you are my brother. If my boyfriend must be played by you, I still think you are innocent."

"But your brother is not interested in juggling."

"That's right, you're only interested in Han Jinchu! Should I be happy for her? Hehehe."

"Now stop complaining and there will be strawberry tarts."

"I'll stop!! You can't go back on what you promised!"

Mo Yichen laughed, this younger sister, in the future, she must find a boyfriend who can make the best egg tarts in the world to protect her.

As soon as Han Jinchu came home, Han's father and stepmother embraced him.

"Jinchu, you girl, you just came back now, alas, you even changed your clothes, it was given by the young master of the Mo family, right? How far have you guys progressed?"

Han Jinchu blushed, "No, this is..."

"Don't hide it from us. Your father picked you up just now and saw you talking with the young master of the Mo family. You were still dirty at that time. Don't think that you can hide it from us by changing into a similar dress. .”

"That's right, don't hide it from us, let's eat first."

"Dad, Aunt Feng, things are not what you think. I bought the clothes myself."

She only had two changes of clothes in total, and the paint couldn't be washed off, so she had to buy another white shirt. The price was very cheap and the style was very ordinary, but there was an indescribable artistic temperament on her body.

"Where did you get the money yourself?"

"I found a part-time job in a flower shop and paid a month's salary in advance. The rest of the money can be used to subsidize my family."

"I told you to hook up with the young master of the Mo family, and you sell flowers for me?? How much money can I get from selling flowers for a month! Han Jinchu, are you stupid? The young master has made it clear that he likes you, so you just need to take off and stand in front of him." , when the raw rice is cooked, are you afraid that he will renege on his debt? Even if he will, the Mo family will not! When the time comes, you will not have to worry about food and clothing, so what the hell are you selling flowers for!?"

"Aunt Feng, he remembers me because I still owe him money. He won't give me any more money, and I won't ask for it."

"Stubborn! You still have wings? I spent so much money for you to go to a noble school, so go sell me flowers!!"

"I will find a way to pay you back the tuition," Han Jinchu said.

"Damn girl, you still talk back!"

"Okay!" Father Han hurriedly pulled Feng Qinlan over, and said in a low voice, "It's no good to push her too hard. As long as the young master is interested in her, the rest will come sooner or later. It's good if she can subsidize the family first."

Feng Qinlan turned her head and left.

Han Jinchu returned to his room, took out the newly bought pen and paper and began to draw.

She has to hand in her homework to the teacher by next week.

She drew the outline of Mo Yichen from her memory, and after today, she seemed to have a deeper impression of him.

Although he remembered her only because of 1000 million, but she remembered him because of too many reasons.

The small figure from ten years ago overlapped with the tall and handsome boy now.

Yichen, Yichen, remember yesterday and today.

Gradually, his facial features appeared on the drawing paper.

Today, he is very close to her, close at hand, and his appearance is always in her mind, which cannot be lingered.

Handsome, almost perfect to the extreme.

So close that breathing would freeze her.

So close that she could hear her own heartbeat.

He's so good, she doesn't deserve it.

However, like all girls, she also has days of daydreaming.

She wants to study painting hard. If she becomes famous, can she pay him back?She doesn't know, but she can only work hard to realize it.

Then, she was always beside him with her head held high.

No longer low to dust.

Today, although she had bad luck at the beginning, she had good luck again.

Finally a good day.

Xia Yichen, see you tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)