Chapter 1,292 Isn’t It Good to Live Well?

Chapter 1292 Isn’t it good to live well?

Xiao Hengzi.

This name sounds like a little eunuch!

Mo Yongheng squatted in the corner all afternoon, his feet were numb from squatting.

Seeing that he was about to leave, I was about to stand up when I heard his voice "Xiao Hengzi". My knees weakened and I almost fell over. When I came back to my senses, I immediately glared at him!

However, Qi Yan continued to complain as if he couldn't see his eyes.

"Xiao Hengzi, hurry up, why are you so lazy? There is nothing you can do about your short legs!"

"My name is Mo Yongheng, not Xiao Hengzi!"

Mo Yongheng strode up to him, compared their heights, gritted his teeth and reminded, "We are only a little different in height!"

Prove with practical actions that his legs are not short!

Qi Yan ignored them all and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Anyway, you are shorter than me and your legs are shorter than mine. If you are not convinced, why don't you take off your pants and compare?"

Mo Yongheng: "..."

Take off your pants and compete, what is he competing for?

Mo Yongheng glared at the rogue Qi Yan in front of him, and his face turned green with anger.

The hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly into fists.

He kept reminding himself in his mind that Qi Yan still had to treat his old family master, and he couldn't die now...

"Are you a man? Are you so lazy?"

"I'm telling you, if it weren't for the sake of my Beng Beng family, I don't want to argue with you, just like you, I'll give you a dose of medicine every minute and let you go to the hospital bed to lie with the old Patriarch Mo!"

"Follow closely and take the initiative to carry the box. It doesn't matter if you haven't been a follower before. I'm free today and I'll teach you..."

"..."

Along the way, the sound of Qi Yan's thoughts was heard.

Mo Yongheng carried the box and followed him step by step.

And also be disliked in various ways.

When they returned to Patriarch Mo's ward, Mo Yongheng's face had no discernable expression. He was so angry that he seemed to be about to faint in the next second...

"Are you two... okay?"

Tan Bengbeng fell into a deep sleep and woke up when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Turning around, he saw two men with completely different expressions and asked weakly.

Qi Yan: "It's okay!"

Mo Yongheng: "Something's wrong!"

Well, it fits their current expressions, and even their answers are completely different.

Tan Bengbeng's eyes flashed, he got up from the recliner, walked to Mo Yongheng, and spoke softly.

"Master Yongheng, Qi Yan's temperament is just like this. He is used to being casual. If he is rude to you or offends you in any way, I am willing to apologize to you on his behalf..."

"hiss!"

Before Tan Bengbeng finished speaking, Qi Yan had already taken a breath.

He reached out and pulled her in front of him, frowning unhappily.

"I've been helping the old head of the Mo family develop an antidote all afternoon, and I haven't done anything bad. Why are you apologizing for me? And you're apologizing to him. Do you want to piss me off?"

"He really didn't do anything."

Mo Yongheng walked forward and snorted coldly, "It's just a pretense of public benefit. He made me squat in the corner all afternoon and even took advantage of me."

Tan Bengbeng: "???"

Taking advantage of you?

Tan Bengbeng's eyes wandered back and forth between the two people, obviously thinking wrongly.

Qi Yan quickly pressed her head and said, "Don't think nonsense. I just called him Xiao Hengzi. I will complain about any big things. He is not a man at all! Today is Children's Day, Xiao Hengzi, you can go to the festival." Now, I think you are only three years old!"

Mo Yongheng: "..."

How does it feel to be laughed at by the most naive person for being naive?