The Romance Of Mr. Walton

C621 North Four Young Masters Tea Party



C621 North Four Young Masters Tea Party

The Four Young Masters of Northern City Tea Gathering    

    

After Huo Huaien finished her meal, she stayed in the Mo Family for half the afternoon.    

    

It was not that she did not want to go home, but Mo Xinian did not let her go.    

    

After the meal, Mo Xinian told her to rest in the bedroom.    

    

At first, Huo Huaien was worried that Mo Xinian would do something reckless, but later on, she realized that her worries were unnecessary.    

    

Because Mo Xinian had left her here to do something reckless.    

    

Luckily, Mo Xinian knew his limits and kept his bottom line.    

    

He looked at Huo Huaien's blushing face when he teased her. Mo Xinian lied beside her and said, "Huaien, I can only wait until you are 20 years old. If it is any longer, I might get sick from holding back."    

    

Huo Huaien looked at him and blushed. "Mr Xinian," she said. You weren't like this before. "    

    

"That was in the past. Men will change."    

    

Huo Huaien curled her lips. What if you don't like me anymore? "    

    

Mo Xinian touched the tip of her nose. "No."    

    

"How can you be so sure? What if, as you said just now, all men will change. "    

    

Mo Xinian smiled confidently. "You don't trust me? I never go back on my words in my life. "    

    

A person who had lived half his life to be enlightened. How could he not be sure about this?    

    

Huo Huaien curled her lips, "You used to hate me."    

    

"I was wrong."    

    

Er...    

    

Huo Huaien was stunned. Mr Xinian was slowly refreshing her understanding.    

    

For some reason, she did not know what Mr Xinian was doing. She felt like Mo Xinian had changed his character in front of her.    

    

She was in a mess in the wind.    

    

It was almost four o'clock when Mo Xinian sent Huo Huaien back to Huo Family.    

    

However, in order to not let the family suspect her, Huo Huaien got out of the car at the door of the house and walked in by herself.    

    

Seeing Huo Huaien enter the house, Mo Xinian sighed in his heart.    

    

He really wanted to keep her by his side openly.    

    

Mo Xinian started the car and left. He had only driven a short distance when his phone rang.    

    

Fu Jingchen was back. He had set up a trap.    

    

In the evening, Huo Tingshen, Mo Xinian, Kang Yawei and Fu Jingchen gathered at the clubhouse.    

    

Seeing Mo Xinian sitting next to Huo Tingshen and drinking like he had nothing to do, Kang Yawei, who was sitting opposite of him, laughed to himself many times.    

    

In the end, it was only under Mo Xinian's warning gaze that he stopped.    

    

In less than half an hour, Huo Tingshen called Wen Qing twice.    

    

Fu Jingchen could not help but say, "Tingshen, You're exaggerating now, aren't you? Do you want to tie Wen Qing to you?"    

    

Huo Tingshen did not care about Fu Jingchen's teasing. He only said, "You are a single dog. You do not understand the concern of a married man."    

    

After he finished, he smiled proudly.    

    

Fu Jingchen shook his head. "Don't you have the urge to throw this kid out?"    

    

Kang Yawei crossed his legs. He leaned back and said, "What's wrong with that? In the eyes of a single man, he can't be considered a normal person. " You're probably the only one here who doesn't understand what I mean. "    

    

Huo Tingshen shook his wine glass and poked Mo Xinian's shoulder. "There is a blockhead here."    

    

Kang Yawei sneered. He was about to say something when Mo Xinian gave him a warning look.    

    

Kang Yawei could only nod. "That's right, that's right. I forgot about him. I say you two should not pick either. " How old are you? "    

    

Fu Jingchen snorted. "What do you know? The older you are, the less anxious you are."    

    

Huo Tingshen smiled. "With your current condition, you do not need to wait for women to pick you. How high are your standards? "Tell me what kind of women you want."    

    

Fu Jingchen and Mo Xinian looked at each other.    

    

Kang Yawei said deliberately. First of all, I'm very curious about you."    

    

Mo Xinian gave Kang Yawei a sidelong glance.    

    

He knew that this kid did it on purpose.    

    

Huo Tingshen also turned his gaze to Mo Xinian.    

    

"Which girl can stand his old-fashioned character? Let's listen to Jingchen first."    

    

Mo Xinian cleared his throat. "There will be something suitable for me."    

    

Huo Tingshen smiled. "To be honest, your personality is... difficult."    

    

Kang Yawei put down his glass and said deliberately, "I think Xi Nian has a good personality. Either he doesn't want it or he is determined to do it. If my family has a daughter, I will like a man like Xi Nian."    

    

Mo Xinian smiled and looked at Huo Tingshen.    

    

Huo Tingshen crossed his legs. "Alright, stop comforting him. If you really had a daughter, you wouldn't say that."    

    

Mo Xinian frowned and looked at Huo Tingshen. "Am I that bad?"    

    

Huo Tingshen could not help but laugh casually. "As a brother, I have nothing to say. But if I have a daughter, I will make her avoid you."    

    

"Why? Didn't the Huo Family always ignore the feelings of their children?"    

    

"We don't care, but we will remind you with good intentions. You said that we raised our daughter in our hands, why would we send her to someone as serious as you to control her life? This is a lifetime's matter, how aggrieved she is."    

    

Mo Xinian snorted. "I am not as strict as you think."    

    

"Brother, you have misjudged yourself."    

    

Kang Yawei almost laughed when he saw the two of them bickering.    

    

He was annoyed by his brother-in-law. He was going to be upset in the next year.    

    

What would Tingshen's reaction be if he knew that the flowers he raised in his family were taken away by Xi Nian, the one he despised the most?    

    

Fu Jingchen took a sip of wine and looked at Kang Yawei. "You brat, what kind of expression is that?"    

    

Kang Yawei came back to his senses. "What's wrong with me?"    

    

"You look like a thief."    

    

Kang Yawei cleared his throat. Was he that obvious?    

    

He smiled and waved at the two men opposite him.    

    

"Alright, you two stop arguing. Marriage is a big matter. It doesn't matter who says it. Only the party involved will know that these shoes don't fit their own feet."    

    

Fu Jingchen asked, "Then does your Xiao Moli fit your heart?"    

    

Kang Yawei tsked and instantly became a little annoyed.    

    

Fu Jingchen raised his eyebrows. "What is it? When I was not around, what happened?"    

    

This time, it was Huo Tingshen and Mo Xinian who were watching the show.    

    

Everyone knew that Xiao Moli's flower had thorns. It was enough for Kang Yawei to deal with her.    

    

Kang Yawei waved his hand. "Don't talk about me. Let's talk about you. Do you have a goal now? If you don't have a goal, Tingshen and I will help you find it."    

    

Huo Tingshen smiled gently. "Why don't Yawei and I split up and help each other?"    

    

Kang Yawei immediately said. "I choose Jingchen," he said.    

    

Huo Tingshen clicked his tongue. "Don't you like the New Year?"    

    

Kang Yawei smiled and said, "Jingchen is not that difficult. He just came back. I don't know how many women grandpa has prepared for him. Maybe one of them is suitable. " Then I don't have to worry about finding one. "    

    

Fu Jingchen smiled speechlessly. "You do know that old man."    

    

"Of course." Kang Yawei pointed at Mo Xinian and said to Huo Tingshen, "I'll leave Xi Nian to you."    

    

Huo Tingshen looked at Mo Xinian and spread his hands. "Tell me what you like. Tell me more about it."    

    

Mo Xinian hesitated for a moment and looked at him sincerely. "I have a suitable candidate."    

    


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