Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

However, the next moment, Mo Zhifei felt that he had been slapped in the face.

Tang Xin in the room was silent for a while, and asked Master Mo, "Can Uncle rescue him?"

Mo Zhifei's face was gloomy, and he took a deep breath, feeling very unhappy.

He could even guess what his father would say next...

Sure enough, Master Mo immediately said: "As long as I want to, it's not that I can't rescue your father, but if you want me to rescue your father, you can, the premise is that you have to—"

Before Master Mo finished speaking, the door was knocked open with a bang.

Mo Zhifei stared at Master Mo gloomyly, and interrupted him coldly: "Impossible, no matter what Father you want to promise, it is impossible for Tangxin to agree to you!"

"Niezi! How dare you come here!" Master Mo pointed at him angrily and scolded, "Do you still dare to find an excuse to say that you went to the Tai Hospital for a visit too late and didn't go back? You just came out of the Tai Hospital Just rush to the heart! You will die if you don't see the heart for a day!"

Mo Zhifei stared at him coldly, opened his lips and said, "Yes."

"Bastard! Are you trying to piss off your father?"

"What about you, Dad? What about those sage books you taught me to read? Have you forgotten those truths? You know that I like Runny Hearts, but you still do everything possible to drive them away, and now you want to take Runny Hearts away What are your intentions, Father, to force Qin Xin to leave me?!" Mo Zhifei said loudly, the more he spoke, the darker and more painful his eyes became.

How can it not hurt...

Ever since he was a child, he has only liked Chun Xin.

He likes the heart so much, how could he endure that his own father tried every means to drive away his true love...

"Shut up! Did dad teach you to like men!"

"Not taught!"

"I didn't teach you to like men, don't you think it's very face-to-face?"

"If I like it, I like it! I never thought that I would like a man in my life! Where am I wrong!" Mo Zhifei roared with red eyes.

Master Mo was so yelled at by him that his brain hurt for a while, he stared at him and said loudly: "Please keep your voice down!"

"I won't!"

"You son of a bitch, your wings are stiff, aren't you!" Master Mo slapped the table violently.

Not to be outdone, Mo Zhifei re-patted the table again.

The eyes of the father and son were tit for tat, and neither of them dared to give in, so they just stared at each other.

So, after a while.

A soft voice came from behind, "Are you... hungry?"

Master Mo snorted coldly.

Mo Zhifei hummed back as if protecting his wife.

Then, Yun Xin silently opened the door and went to cook.

About half an hour later, Tang Xin came in with the prepared meal, placed it on the dining table, and handed a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Master Mo.

Master Mo glanced at it, then snorted coldly again.

Tang Xin pretended not to hear, looked down at Mo Zhifei, and told him to eat.

Mo Zhifei pursed his lips and remained silent, obviously still sulking.

Chun Xin had no choice but to sit down, stretched out her fingers and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Mo Zhifei glanced at his fingers sideways, and seemed to be very useful for such a move by Tang Xin, his brows slowly opened up a little, but when he turned his head and saw Master Mo, he seemed to be angry with Master Mo again, and frowned at Tang Xin : "Don't make trouble."

Sure enough, as soon as the words were finished, Master Mo looked up at him again, "You still talk so much nonsense after eating?"

Chunxin: "..."

He withdrew his fingers and buried himself in his meal, not bothering about the father and son.

But the father and son didn't want to coax them when they saw that they were running out of love.