Spiritualist In Korea

   "Brother, can we negotiate?"

   Respectfully returned the mobile phone to Li Mo, Fatty Wang smiled flatteringly at Li Mo, and even his brother called, he must have something to ask for.

   glanced at Wang Dong, and Li Mo jokingly said, "You speak first, I will answer after thinking about it."

   "Mmmm." Fatty Wang nodded hastily, "Is that so, can I say hello to Yuner?"

   This fat man, Li Mo scolded his heart and knew that you had this idea.

   "Do you speak Korean?"

  Wang Dong patted his chest and assured, "Laughter! I can say a few words about Smecta and Hamida."

   "Well, do you know what I'm talking about now?" Li Mo asked him directly in Korean, causing Wang Dong to be dumbfounded.

   "This... can you speak more slowly?"

   Li Mo has a black line on his forehead, is this a skill? But forget it, let's meet the demands of Fatty Wang, a die-hard Lin Yuner.

   However, after Li Mo returned to China, he did not use a Korean number. After the phone was connected, Lin Yuner's vigilant question came.

   "Yooner, it's oppa, this is the number I use in China."

   "Ui, why did Oppa not look for Taeyeon sister, but me? Do you like me?"

  Wang Dong was so excited when he heard the familiar voice, he wanted to grab the phone, but thinking of his Korean proficiency, he retracted his hand angrily. Seeing Li Mo chatting and laughing with his goddess, the fire of jealousy can literally burn Li Mo out!

   "Yeah, little girl, Ruan Ran is definitely by your side, right?"

   As soon as Li Mo heard Lin Yuner's quirky voice, he knew that the girl had turned on the black-bellied mode again, maybe Kim Taeyeon was by her side, so she said this on purpose.

   As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mo heard several kinds of laughter from the phone, and Lin Yuner's resentful voice.

   "Oppa, why are you looking for Yoona? Do you have any intentions for her?" Kim Taeyeon asked her for guilt, which made Li Mo's scalp tingle.

   If he had flirted with Lin Yuner just now, he might have fallen into a trap.

   Sure enough, the black belly is well-deserved!

  Wang Dong was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, Li Mo was too inauthentic, he chatted with so many girls by himself, but he forgot himself, so he hurriedly gestured to Li Mo to tell Li Mo not to forget his existence.

  Li Mo glared at Fatty Wang, who immediately became a quiet and beautiful man, and the eager little eyes gave Li Mo a chill.

   "Yun'er, I have a relative who is a fan of yours, called Wang Dong, please say hello to him."

   "Hey, Wang Dong oppa, I'm Yoona from Girls' Generation!"

   Wang Dong's chubby face turned red for a while, squeezed for a long time, and then after a while, he could say a word, "Cough cough, Yuner slaps the waves!"

   "Oh, I feel a little shy!"

  Lin Yuner was immediately coaxed by her sister, and then Yun was definitely not at a loss. There was a loud noise on the phone, and Li Mo decisively hung up the phone.

   "Hey, why did you hang up? I just said, let's chat for a while!"

   Fatty Wang also shyly approached Li Mo and urged him to call Lin Yuner again.

   "Stop!" Li Mo hurriedly held down Wang Dong's fat face, and said with disgust, "Is there a chance? Hurry up to make up for the daily language during the Chinese New Year, and oppa will take you to see the real person after the new year!"

   "Li Mo oppa, Sarang hey!"

   "Go away, disgusting!"

   After a little fight, the two of them had enough of the northwest wind and were ready to go home.

   On the way back.

   "Li Mo, don't listen to my mother's nonsense, I understand your kindness." Wang Dong hesitated for a moment, he was talking about going to Korea, thinking that Li Mo was influenced by his mother's request in the store just now.

   "Alright, could you please take a trip to the head office in Korea?"

  Li Mo knew that Wang Dong had strong self-esteem and had no plans to arrange anything for him, so he knew that he would definitely refuse.

   "That's right, I want to take a photo with Yoona and sign it. When I come back, I'll definitely be envious of those beasts in the Dead Post Bar!"

  Wang Dong showed a relieved smile, and the flash of sadness in his eyes did not escape Li Mo's eyes.

  Li Mo secretly laughed, this Wang Xiaopang is really duplicitous. Anyway, when I have the ability, I always have to pull my brother.

   But Li Mo has no idea how to help.

   silently all the way back to Wang Dong's house.

   Wang Xiaopang, who seemed to be fine, had regained his hippie smile, and suddenly said to Li Mo, "Zhang Haoran is getting married, do you know who the bride is?"

   "Oh, Zhang Haoran? That four-eyed lecher?"

  Li Mo narrowed his eyes and said a little unhappy.

  Why are you upset?

  The reason is that when he was a sophomore in high school, Zhang Haoran, a four-eyed seductress, picked up a small Japanese movie disc at the stall, and secretly discussed with a few classmates during recess.

   Who knew that the head teacher suddenly came, this guy actually stuffed the disc into Li Mo's drawer. Laoban's eyes are good, and of course he was furious when he saw it.

   Zhang Haoran, the bastard, saw that Li Mo was not there, and pushed him directly. At that time, Zhang Haoran's grades were good, and the old class trusted him more, and Li Mo took the blame.

  Wang Dong gloated: "Huang Hongfa, do you know who it is?"

"do not know."

"It's our famous real estate developer in Qindao, with an estimated net worth of 5 billion. Zhang Haoran doesn't know what the **** is going on, he hooked up with Huang Hongfa's daughter, and it seems that he got killed, so he got married directly. already."

  Li Mo looked at Wang Dong strangely, "Then why are you gloating about misfortune? Didn't Zhang Haoran pick up a big bargain, hold his father-in-law's thigh tightly, and you won't have to worry for a lifetime."

  Wang Dong waved his hand and sat down on the sofa, "Hey, that bride is fatter than me, and Zhang Haoran's small body, why can't I be gloating?"

   "No way, fatter than you?"

  Wang Dong is about the same height as Li Mo, but his weight is estimated to be 200 jins. With his height on top of it, he can only say he is strong.

  But Zhang Haoran, if Li Mo remembered correctly, it seems to be a little over 1.7 meters, as thin as a hemp pole.

With this combination of   , Li Mo feels that Zhang Haoran's married life in the future is definitely not enough!

   "What position do you think they use? Is the old man pushing a pig?" Wang Dong laughed slyly.

   Li Mo was also happy, "Okay, it's a classmate anyway, don't gloat if you don't bless him."

Wang Dong scoffed at Li Mo's good-natured behavior, "You think I'm not looking for trouble? Zhang Haoran posted wedding posts on the group, and even named me and your names, saying that whoever doesn't go is not giving him face, and whether to send gifts or money. It doesn't matter, are you angry or not?"

   "What's even more annoyed is that those guys knew that Zhang Haoran was on his thighs, and all those who dived in Wannian bubbled up and said they would participate. As long as you didn't show up, Zhang Haoran said you were playing a big game!"

   "And this thing?"

   Li Mo was also speechless.

   He is the kind of person who would rather chat with book friends he doesn't know, and doesn't want to appear in various class Q groups.

   "Then go, no big deal."

   "Okay, I'll reply Zhang Haoran immediately and let him speak ill of you!"