Time passed day by day, and Zhou Xiaoyu came to the ward several times but was blocked by Wei De and Mo Zichen.

Seeing Ling Feng's gradually stable physical indicators, Mo Zichen asked Wei De for leave, "I want to take a few days off, can you be alone here Ling Feng?"

"When I'm not alone taking care of him here, you just come to see him twice a day, why are you taking leave?"

“...... I want to see her. Mo Zichen said calmly.

"You should have gone a long time ago, go, I'll look at you here. Weide patted him on the shoulder and said.

Mo Zichen called and booked a plane ticket, this time he didn't take the train, it was too slow and he couldn't wait to see Wen Qing and his daughter.

Six hours later, Mo Zichen stepped off the plane and located Wen Qing's current location according to Ling Jiayu's mobile phone number.

As the sun sets, the scenery in the mountains is particularly beautiful.

Mo Zichen walked to the door of a courtyard that was even more beautiful than a villa, and knocked on the door in front of him.

Gu Beimo opened the door, and Mo Zichen stretched out his hand with a smile, "Don't come to harm, Mr. Gu." It's not that he deliberately flatters him, but he knows that if Gu Beimo wants him to find their mother and daughter, it's actually very simple.

Gu Beimo looked at him and smiled slightly: "It's finally here, and this speed is about to catch up with the turtle." ”

"Recently, I came a little late because there are too many things at home. ”

"Come in. "Originally, he thought that Mo'er would come after contacting Ling Jiayu once, but he was really disappointed to come so late.

Wen Qing couldn't wait at the table and shouted, "Gu Beimo, who is coming, you hurry up, the food is going to ......be cold," she was stunned when she saw the man who suddenly appeared.

Mo'er threw her chopsticks, "Don't eat, Dad Gu, I'm going to eat in your house, I can't eat when I see him." ”

Gu Beimo bent down and picked up Mo'er and looked at Wen Qing: "You guys eat, I'll take Mo'er to eat outside." ”

"Hey...... Don't...... Gu Beimo!Mo'er...... You ......" Wen Qing reacted, and the person had already walked away.

Mo Zichen followed her line of sight, and then spoke: "The person has already left, don't you invite me to sit down and rest?"

Wen Qing came back to his senses and looked at him: "If Mr. Mo is here to go back to Mo'er, then please go back." ”

Mo Zichen sat down by himself, "I'm not here to go back to Mo'er." ”

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief and sat down, looking at the tiredness between his eyebrows, she scooped a bowl of seafood porridge for him and handed it over: "Try it, the seafood here is not polluted, and it has a different flavor." ”

Mo Zichen lowered his head and took a bite, it was really smooth and delicious, and he unconsciously felt warm in his heart and continued to eat.

The expression on Wen Qing's face finally softened, "Eat slowly, there are quite a few." ”

In this way, a bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out, Mo Zichen handed the bowl back to her, and said with a smile: "Another bowl." ”

Wen Qing took the bowl and accidentally held his hand, her face turned red, "Uh......"

Feeling the warmth of her little hands, a smile appeared on Mo Zichen's face, "Qing'er, you're blushing." ”

Wen Qing snatched the bowl, quickly filled it for him, and then spoke: "Eat yours!"

"You eat it too. ”

Wen Qing lowered her head and gently stirred her porridge and said wistfully: "Mo Zichen, don't sell Guan Zizi, tell me the purpose of your trip! I said that I won't return Mo'er to you." ”

Mo Zichen said vaguely: "I also said that the purpose of my trip is not Mo'er...... It's you!"

"Why are you thinking about me when you're married?" This eating bowl and looking at the pot is really a common man's disease, and she is speechless.

"I said it, we're just a formal marriage, don't make trouble, go back with me. Mo Zichen looked at her seriously.

"Stop, get some food, get some sleep, go back tomorrow." Wen Qing stopped the topic in time when he saw that he was going to talk about it again.

Mo Zichen's face turned green, he came all the way, and he drove him away as soon as he arrived, does he still have a conscience?

Seeing that he didn't agree with a dark face, Wen Qing continued: "You have also seen how much Mo'er doesn't like you, even if I am willing to go with you, she will not be willing to go." ”

"Whether she wants Lao Tzu or not is her father, and now it's up to her to decide. Mo Zichen said angrily.

"Okay, okay! Do you think that today's children are still the same as when you were a child? Want to drag over and beat, and be happy to take candy and coax you to be happy? Just your thoughts, in this life, don't think that your daughter can willingly call you daddy!" Wen Qing became more and more disappointed in him.

"You...... Okay, you two are angry with me......" Mo Zichen pushed the bowl in front of him and walked to the yard to sulk.

Through the warm light, he saw his daughter looking up at Gu Beimo with a smile on her face, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about.

Gu Beimo was holding a book, sometimes looking at the book, sometimes looking at Mo'er, as if he was telling her a book. His eyes were full of doting and smiling, Mo'er would smile forward and backward, dance happily and kiss him on the face from time to time. The heartwarming actions of the two aroused Mo Zichen's envy, jealousy and hatred.

I don't know when Wen Qing sat next to him, and when she saw him lower her head depressedly, the corners of her mouth rose and said slowly: "See, do you know why Mo'er is such a difficult lord to like him?" Because in front of Mo'er, he never positioned himself as an elder or a father, but when Mo'er was in trouble or needed him, he would always appear in front of her like a warrior, in my opinion, the two were actually more like close friends, In front of him, Mo'er was unrestrained and very happy. ”

“...... I know I'm not a good father. "I suddenly felt that I was a failure, and I was a mess about my love life, and even my own daughter was disgusted with him!

"......" Such a sad Mo Zichen, Wen Qing wanted to comfort him, but he was afraid of extraneous branches, so he didn't say anything.

For a long time, Mo'er leaned on the windowsill and called: "Mom, Mom came to carry me, I'm going back to the house to sleep." ”

Wen Qing glanced at her, "Don't you have feet, put on your shoes and go to sleep in the house by yourself." ”

Mo'er looked at Gu Beimo aggrievedly: "Father Gu, look at my mother, every time you get involved with this man, you must not treat me as your own." ”

Wen Qing blushed, "What did you say?"

Gu Beimo took the shoes and put them on for her, then touched her head and said, "You can get used to it slowly." ”

Poof! Wen Qing almost vomited blood!

"Huh?" Mo'er walked out with a drooping face.

"Mom, who are you sleeping with tonight?" asked her mother as she walked outside the door.

"Of course I slept with you, or who else would I sleep with?" Wen Qing replied with a roll of her eyes.

Mo Er looked at Mo Zichen meaningfully.

Wen Qingqi picked up her arms and wanted to spank her ass, what was she thinking about all day long in her little head!

Mo'er hurriedly ran away, "Dad Gu, Mom beat someone!"

Gu Beimo walked out with his hands in his pockets and a smile, Wen Qing hurriedly said, "That...... Would you like him to rest in your room for the night?"

"Don't you have a guest room in the house?"

"Uh...... Not so convenient!"

"I'm sorry, my father will be coming over in a moment. But he didn't finish speaking, he came to sit and go back to sleep later.

"Huh......? Let him live next door to me!" Wen Qing said with a red face.

Mo Zichen glanced at him gratefully, stood up and spoke: "I'm a little tired, let's go back to the house to take a bath and rest first." ”

Gu Beimo nodded: "Please." ”

Wen Qing had to stand up and follow him: "I'll take you to your room." ”

Mo Zichen slowed down and walked with her into the bamboo hut with fresh air.

"Here we are, it's the bathroom. Wen Qing led him into the room.

Looking at the fresh bamboo wall, bamboo bed, bamboo table, and bamboo lamp, Mo Zichen sighed: "No wonder you are nailed here, it's really a paradise on earth." ”

"Yes, the air here is fresh, the people are simple, and it is really a good place to live. By the way, do you need me to send you a set of Gu Beimo's pajamas later?"

"No, are you and Mo'er sleeping next door to me?" Mo Zichen inquired.

"Yes, it's okay to knock on the door or the wall. Wen Qing explained.

"You...... Can't you accompany me tonight?" Mo Zichen looked at her affectionately and said.

"Huh, I have to accompany Mo'er, don't be kidding. Wen Qing lowered her head in embarrassment, and her fingers tightened unconsciously.

Mo Zichen walked up to her, pulled her hair and lifted her chin, "I want you to stay with me, Qing'er." ”

"You...... You are a family person, don't say this kind of thing in the future, you can wash and sleep when I'm gone. ”

Wen Qing was just about to leave when she was pulled into his arms, smelling the extremely nostalgic and familiar smell, her nose was sour, and tears almost fell. So she lowered her head, lest he see what was wrong with her.

Feeling her soft body, his heart was revived in an instant, thumping strong and powerful, and he discussed with her in a pleading tone: "I love you Wen Qing, can you stay with me?"

Wen Qing was reluctant to push him away, in fact, she didn't want to hear his low tone at all, in her heart he deserved to be high.

Just when time seemed to stand still, a child's voice broke the love between the two: "You let go of my mother!"

Wen Qing pushed him away in embarrassment in a panic: "You rest early, I'll go back." After speaking, he took Mo'er's hand and fled.

Mo Zichen pressed his faintly aching temples, and couldn't help but think in his heart that other people's daughters were a little padded jacket for his father, and the daughters he raised were obviously for him. Well, he must have beaten the mandarin duck in his last life, otherwise his daughter would not have treated him like this in this life.