Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Mo Yu was not in a hurry and patiently put the phone screen to his ear.

Wan Zexi didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, she was not a person who could easily talk about love.

"How was the mission accomplished?"

It took a long while before Wan Zexi could hold back these words.

Mo Yu wanted to laugh a little in his heart. He suddenly discovered that sometimes teasing Xi Xi was a good thing.

And this is what he always wanted to do in his last life.

That kind of intimacy without any sense of distance was something he had always longed for like crazy.

That's right, thanks to this mission, Mo Yu has memories of his previous life.

Thinking of Wan Zexi's true gender, his phoenix eyes were half-squinted, and a glimmer of light flashed in his pure black pupils.

To be honest, he felt really bad. He thought he was quite smart, but he didn't expect that Wan Zexi had kept him in the dark for so long.

The most important thing is that when Wan Zexi plays a man, there is really no sense of disobedience at all. He is completely like a man, without any shyness or softness that a girl should have.

But with Xi Xi's character, it was impossible even if he thought about it, and that was not the Xi Xi he remembered.

His Xi Xi should be the pride of the sky, the bright moon in the sky, not the canary in the cage.

"Guess?" Mo Yu gave a short chuckle, which made Wan Zexi's ears numb and even a little hot.

Wan Zexi's thick eyebrows were raised, "Isn't it possible that you are worshiping the master outside?"

Mo Yu couldn't help but chuckle again, and the smile was very sultry. Unfortunately, Wan Zexi couldn't see it. She just felt that this guy was becoming more and more slutty.

"Master? What master?" Mo Yu asked.

"It feels like you have become a different person!" Wan Zexi said in a calm tone: "Didn't you just become a master?"

"No, you can understand that I am self-taught." Mo Yu answered seriously.

Wan Zexi recalled Mo Yu in her previous life, and she frowned unconsciously. In her impression, Mo Yu had always been a cold and lonely person, reticent and taciturn.

The current Mo Yu really made her feel that something was wrong with his painting style.

Could it be that there is another side of Mo Yu that she has not seen?

When Mo Yu hung up the phone, Feng Lin walked in from outside carrying something.

Feng Lin glanced at Mo Yu's cell phone, which had not yet had a chance to turn black, and teased a little playfully: "What? Is your old sweetheart good?"

Mo Yu leaned on the pillow and said calmly: "It's none of your business."

Seeing that the man who had a smile in his eyes just now suddenly turned cold, Feng Lin seemed to be hurt and said: "Tell me, we have known each other for so long, but we are still not as good as the old sweetheart you just met. "

Mo Yu's white fingertips were sporadically pressing on the phone screen. He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, "If you want to be beaten, just do it."

Feng Lin glanced sadly at Mo Yu, who was looking down at his cell phone. To be honest, he was a little curious about the person who could make Mo Yu take the initiative to call, and also call him as soon as he woke up.

Can this cruel, sinister and cold-blooded guy become...gentle?

He has been living abroad these years and rarely pays attention to domestic affairs. He only knows that this guy actually disguised himself as a woman and ran to become a star.

When he knew this at the time, he almost choked himself to death while eating. He never imagined that a person like Mo Yu could abandon the dignity of a man and act like a woman.