Mu Xu Ci and Tang Yun returned twenty minutes before lunch. They wore matching white old-man tank tops, with fine beads of sweat dotting their temples.
As Yan Wen ate the orange Mo Chengzhou had peeled for him, he chatted with Xiao Qi. With my second brother's aura, he even makes an old-man tank top look expensive.
Xiao Qi laughed. That tank top costs over ten thousand yuan. It was expensive to begin with, okay?
Really? That little bit of fabric can sell for over ten thousand yuan? I really haven't seen much of the world. But anyway, my second brother really does have a great figure. His skin's pretty fair, and his pecs and abs are perfect. How come he doesn't have a partner?
You'd have to ask him, Host. But judging by your second brother's mouth alone, I don't think finding a partner is very realistic.
Mu Xu Ci's mouth twitched. With a face like his, finding a partner would take no time at all, okay? He simply didn't want one. It definitely wasn't because his mouth kept him from finding someone.
Xie Yunshu inwardly sighed. Her second son truly had exceptional looks. As Xiao Wen put it, as long as he kept quiet, he was an aloof beauty—the kind who stole people's hearts.
Unfortunately, he had a mouth. And he could talk!
In elementary school, Mu Xu Ci's looks had won him plenty of little girls' affection, and even the teachers liked teasing him. But thanks to that mouth of his, the outcome was easy to imagine.
In second grade, a teacher who thought Mu Xu Ci was handsome had decided to tease him a little and asked him three questions. Mu Xu Ci answered every one correctly, but then he asked the teacher a question of