The two cousins ​​are only one year apart, and they have a deep relationship since childhood, which is better than ordinary brothers.

"Third brother, do you have to stay at home for a while and spend time with your grandmother when you come back?" Song Beicheng said lightly.

Old Mrs. Mo also looked at Mo Baichuan expectantly.

Mo Baichuan frowned slightly, "Maybe not possible. I am here to take my post with my post this time, and I will go back the day after tomorrow."

Old Mrs. Mo was slightly stunned, "Ah? So fast!" Then she said with great regret: "I am still going to let you meet the girl from the Zhou family tomorrow."

Mo Baichuan is also very old, but now he has even touched the little girl's hand, and Old Mrs. Mo is anxious.

I think about going on a blind date for Mo Baichuan every day, but I have no choice but to see him.

Hearing this, Mo Baichuan's mind was confused again. He used his fist to suppress his embarrassment, and his tone was deep, "I'm still young, don't worry."

"It's twenty-six! Still young?" Old Mrs. Mo was anxious, "Grandma, when you were as old as you, your aunt ran away all over the floor! I don't care. You must meet the little girl in the Zhou family tomorrow. I tell you that the little girl in the Zhou family is not only beautiful, but also a top student who has returned from studying abroad! Anyway, grandma looks very satisfied."

In fact, the person who is most satisfied with by Mrs. Mo is Li Xianxian.

But Mo Baichuan had no intention of Li Xianxian at all.

In desperation, Old Mrs. Mo had to introduce other girls to Mo Baichuan and prepare for both.

Mo Baichuan pulled Song Beicheng out to block the gun, "Beicheng is only a few months younger than me, isn't he alone?"

Song Beicheng ruthlessly finished shooting: "Didn't I just broke up with my girlfriend? It's not like you, a bachelor for thousands of years, and I haven't even held the girl's hand until now."

Old Mrs. Mo nodded and agreed: "Chengzi is right. It's not that he doesn't look for a girlfriend, but that his fate has not yet arrived, and his nature is different from you." Speaking of this, Old Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Baichuan and continued: "I'll ask you, how about that little girl in Xianxian?"

Speaking of Li Xianxian, Mo Baichuan said with a faint expression: "Not really, grandma, tell grandpa, don't stuff those messy people around me in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Mo looked stern, "What is a messy person? Xianxian is not a messy person. Xianxian is our benefactor! It doesn't matter if you don't like her, things like feelings come slowly..."

"Also, I have made an appointment with the little girl from the Zhou family to meet at a cafe at Xijiekou tomorrow morning. The little girl has returned from studying abroad. It is best to bring a bouquet of flowers when you go."

"Anyway, you haven't fallen in love with the fairy yet, so it doesn't matter if you go to see other girls..."

Mo Baichuan's expression changed and began to change the topic, "Beicheng, I heard that you will send someone a very delicious noodles to grandma every morning, right?"

Song Beicheng knew what his cousin meant and cooperated with him: "Yes, my grandmother had a bad appetite a few days ago, thanks to that bowl of noodles."

Old Mrs. Mo frowned, "Mo Baichuan, you are not allowed to change the topic!" Do you really think she is old and bullied?

Mo Baichuan pretended not to understand Mrs. Mo's words and continued:

"It's so troublesome to buy people every morning. It's better to invite the noodles chef to our house to be a chef. Moreover, the noodles are always easy to get greasy and the nutrition is not enough. Inviting people home can not only let grandma eat hot noodles, but also let him cook other dishes for grandma. Since he makes noodles so delicious, the cooking skills must be not bad."

Upon hearing this, a light suddenly appeared in the eyes of Mrs. Mo who was still angry just now.

She nodded quickly and echoed: "Yes, yes! Chuan'er is right!"

She really loves that noodle! She wishes she could eat it for three meals a day, and what Mo Baichuan said makes some sense. Since the master even makes noodles so delicious, his cooking skills will definitely not be too bad.

Old Mrs. Mo can’t wait to eat the dish made by the master!

Unexpectedly, Mo Baichuan changed the subject so easily and made Old Mrs. Mo so happy. Song Beicheng admired Mo Baichuan in his heart and was overwhelmed.

Song Beicheng smiled and said, "Okay grandma, I will let Xiao Li do this tomorrow morning."

Old Mrs. Mo nodded and continued, "Okay, okay, then let Xiao Li tell others that the master's skills are so good, and it's okay to have a higher salary."

"Yes, OK." Song Beicheng answered.

Seeing that the topic was about to return to blind dates, Mo Baichuan stood up from the sofa and continued, "I'll go upstairs to see Xiaodie!"

Speaking of Mo Hudie, the old lady Mo's face was a little lonely, "I'll go and see it too..."

Song Beicheng also went upstairs with him.

Upstairs, Mo Hudie was in very bad condition, with almost no blood on her face.

The fourteen-year-old girl looks much younger than her peers.

"Brother Chuan, Brother Cheng..." Seeing Zhou Beicheng and Mo Baichuan come over, the little girl struggled to get up from the bed.

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I received a notice from the editor that it was a PK today... Little cuties, I hope everyone will support it~

PK will be updated, this is the first update, and there are two updates
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