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itter fruit.” 。 Cai Xiajing can speak fluent English, Wenwen speaks not very fluently, but she is understandable when listening. Zhu Bingbing doesn't understand much at all. When Wenwen heard Yu Peng...This is a very typical heartthrob look, handsome and charming, with a playful smile that is both alluring and captivating. He perfectly embodies the rogueish charm of "a bad boy" – men are not bad, women don't love them. Yet, there's also an air of nobility about this rogue.

He was drinking milk and looking for the remote to turn on the TV. His latest film was playing, and Mo Xiaobai felt good.

"Xiao Bai, my breakfast." The alluring and unmatched Queen Mo Wushuang came down the stairs and saw him watching her video. She snorted, "Watching your own videos again, you're so boring."

You've watched the discs several times, what a simpleton.

Mo Wushuang sat down, changed the TV channel. Mo Xiaobai waved his hand and snatched the remote control. Wushuang gave a wry smile and asked, "Where's my breakfast Go get some bread from the fridge."

"Would you like some milk" Mo Xiaobai stretched his arms out, then put the milk on the table with a smile. "Sister, if you were just a little more gentle, you wouldn't be abandoned."

If you don't poke the hornet's nest, it won't sting. Mo Xiaobai has always been bold.

Mo Wushuang smiled gently, and with a playful hand, she hooked her arm around his neck, looking at him with tenderness. “If I were truly gentle, you might not be able to handle it.”

"Wow, what kind of incestuous drama are you performing so early in the morning Should I go call the big boss to join in on the 3P" A playful voice came from the entrance of the hall, accompanied by a chuckle. Mo Chen walked in. The members of the Mo family were all exceptionally good-looking, but each had their own unique temperament. Unlike Mo Xiaobai's flirtatious charm, Mo Chen possessed the typical temperament of an Eastern man: refined and elegant, like the spring breeze of March, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Mowu Shuang let out a laugh, her body still hanging on Mo Xiaobai, with a seductive smile, "Isn't 3P more fun Plus you, it would be 4P directly. But I'm afraid Xiaobai is too fragile to handle it."

She giggled and playfully slapped her younger brother's face a few times, with a mischievous grin. It was as if she were asking him, "Little bro, can you handle 4P"

"Big brother, she harassed me…" Mo Xiaobai gazed deeply at Mo Chen, reaching out for help. Mo Wushuang pressed down on his head, a habit that hadn't changed from childhood to adulthood, always played tricks together with Mo Chen.

Mo Chen went to the kitchen and made two breakfasts for his siblings. He carried them out. For safety's sake, the Mo family hadn't hired a nanny. The hourly worker was a member of the Mafia. They didn't trust anyone they didn't know, so they wouldn't let them in.

If Ye Wei and Eleven were here, the three of them would be taking care of the whole family's meals. Since they weren't home, Mo Chen took on all the housework. Mo Xiaobai was a kitchen idiot. Mo Yao, Wushuang, and Mo Chen were all top-notch cooks. Mo Yao rarely cooked unless both Mo Wushuang and Mo Chen were not at home, leaving only Mo Xiaobai to be fed. Mo Wushuang was also lazy about cooking, so it left Mo Chen alone.

After Ye Wei left, he would come over every morning to help them make breakfast, and at lunchtime and dinner, he wouldn't go out and eat with them.

Mo WuShuang decisively abandoned XiaoBai, who rushed to Mo Chen's side and clung to his leg. "Little brother, whoever marries you in the future will be truly blessed! You're an all-around good man, capable of everything except giving birth."

He said he was very happy to enjoy his breakfast. Mo Wushuang wanted to spray him with milk, marrying whom… marrying whom…

Mò Chēn suddenly touched Mò Xiǎobái's stomach. Mò Xiǎobái lowered his head and looked at him with infinite expectation and grievance, "Little brother, if you touch a little further down, I'll get excited. I get excited easily in the morning..."

He looked up at Mo Chen earnestly, with a serious expression and heartfelt sincerity, "Little brother, if you want to tease me just say so, I'll definitely wash myself clean and strike the most seductive pose for you to tease."

"So sexy, even sexier than Marilyn Monroe." Wu Shang smiled mischievously. "Mommy must have mistaken me for a boy, or maybe she picked up the wrong baby. Mo Chen, don't be so polite, little brother should take care of his little brother."

Mo Chen smiled, "I see you have a double chin now. Let me touch your stomach, you've definitely gained some weight."

"Fatter A double chin" Mo Xiaobai widened his eyes, touched his clean chin, and looked innocently at Mo Chen, "Little brother, don't you think I look more manly with a little extra weight"

"Numb."

"Your aesthetic taste needs improvement." Mo Xiaobai snorted arrogantly, daintily sipping his milk. Mo Chen leaned warmly into his ear and whispered, "Mo Xiaobai, reliable sources say Fei Mo and his woman are at the Seasons Hotel."

Mo Xiaobai's eyes flashed. "Really"

"Absolutely true." Mo Chen mischievously winked, "Why don't we go stir things up a bit"

Mo Xiaobai flung herself into Mo Chen's arms, "Little brother, I love you! You really know me so well. Don't let the big boss find out about this, I'm going to change my clothes."

He put down his cup and jumped upstairs. Mo Wushuang raised an eyebrow, "What did you say to him What's with the blood transfusion"

Mo Chen smiled faintly, "It's nothing, tell him some exciting news."

"When wasn't he excited" Mo Wu Shuang shrugged, her gaze falling on the person at the door, and she burst into laughter. "The nemesis has arrived."

Mo Chen turned his head and instantly adjusted his facial expression, "Boss, you're up so early today."

"Breakfast!"

He was a man of breathtaking beauty, with chiseled features and sharp lines. His eyes were cold and ruthless, radiating an air of powerful dominance. He possessed an aura of nobility and strength, a perfect blend that made him a vision of unparalleled beauty, even God would envy. He rarely smiled, his expression always cold and stern, betraying the fact that he was a leader accustomed to issuing commands. Even without anger, his presence commanded respect and instilled a sense of awe in those around him.

Stunning beauty, kingly bearing.

Mo Chen rubbed his nose and obediently went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Mo Chen and Mo Yao were twins, inheriting their appearance from Mo Ye, both stunningly beautiful. However, their personalities were completely different. One was gentle and polite, while the other was tough and domineering.

"Big bro, didn't you sleep last night" Mo WuShuang asked with a smile. Although this group of children was the eldest among them, they were all used to calling Mo Chen and Mo XiaoBai "big brother". Anyway, he also fit the title of "big brother" perfectly.

Mo Yao's gaze swept around. "Something happened in North America, I dealt with it overnight."

Mo Wushuang whistled, his gaze fixed on the staircase entrance. "That good-for-nothing Mo Xiaobai is slacking off again."

Fine, one is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten, so she kept quiet.

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Mo Yao tilted his head, his eyes swept over him with a cold gaze. The sinister look shot at him like an ice arrow. Mo Xiaobai hadn't finished speaking before he retreated three feet away, nonchalantly smoothing his clothes. "Boss, there were more hallucinations in the morning, please ignore what just happened, treat it as a hallucination, thank you for your cooperation, and also, Boss, good morning."

Mo Chen's face twisted, Mo Xiaobai you idiot, you actually called the big boss by his name, you're dead.

Mo Yao dangerously narrowed her eyes, while Mo Wushuang gleefully bit into a piece of toast beside her, asking, “Little White, why didn’t you say good morning to your sister Too biased, right”al. Such a large group would attract attention, and since they were entering illegally, they certainly wouldn't dare to flaunt themselves in public.John had dealt with both of them several times and...