Mo Lusheng was stunned by the sudden cry, this was the first time she had seen Mo Chenran have such a big mood swing. Immediately, his eyes were slightly red, but fortunately it was not too late. She stretched out her hand and patted Mo Chenran's back again and again: "Baby, you are a man, you can't cry, cry like a little cat." It seems that Mo Lusheng's reassuring words have played a role. It seems that Mo Chenran was afraid that Mo Lusheng would dislike him, and his emotions slowly stabilized, but he still hugged Mo Lusheng's neck and refused to let go. In the end, mixed with a little choked and immature words, they sounded in Mo Lusheng's ears, and the two words gently hit Mo Lusheng's heart, and she heard Xiao Ran call her "Mom".

At this time, the man who was far away in country M was in the office, listening to the report of the people under him, his face was expressionless, and his expression was serious and terrifying, and the next second when he heard someone's name, his eyes were suddenly gentle, with a little pampering, and adopted a child? The man touched his chin, and his eyes flashed with an unknown meaning, his family Sheng'er adopted a child, did he want a child? But it was a dying child. His Sheng'er really hasn't changed, and he's as kind as ever. "Tell me to go down and find a suitable liver source in the country. Ye Muting's subordinates were slightly stunned. Then he reacted again, bowed his head and said yes and retreated. As soon as the man left, another man knocked on the door and entered the house, with a rare look of nervousness on his indifferent face: "Third master, our identity may have been exposed, speaking of intelligence, the other party has an operation tonight." ”

"Oh, I can't wait. Leng Rui, gather people to return to them tonight. Ye Muting's aura changed in an instant, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, blooming on his already dazzling face. He is like a flower of hell in the darkness quietly blooming, dangerous and a little demonic. With an irresistible fatal attraction, seeing Ye Muting at this time, no matter who he is, he will not be associated with an ordinary businessman.

It was late at night, the moonlight was shining on the quiet land, and when people were falling asleep, an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of country M was brightly lit, and the two teams faced each other silently. Ye Muting sat on a chair, playing with a delicate pistol casually in one hand. The other slender, skeletal finger bent slightly, knocking on the armrest of the chair again and again, making people feel inexplicably chilled from the bottom of their hearts.

The men on both sides were armed with weapons, and the black muzzles of guns were pointed at each other. Time passed little by little, and was finally broken by a hoarse male voice: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that the true identity of the third master, the leader of the underground night party, was actually a small businessman in country Z? "An ordinary sentence that points out his identity, anyone can hear the ridicule in the words.

The corners of Ye Muting's mouth were hooked up with a smile, without any warmth. The smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and he said lazily: "I didn't expect the famous West Boss to be such a small miscellaneous fish." Even your father wants to give me some thin noodles, not to mention that your little illegitimate son of the Western family dares to find trouble to find me. Alas, has it been too long since I've come forward? ”

"You!" Cisai's eyes flashed, he didn't expect Ye Muting to have checked himself so thoroughly, his identity has always been a thorn in his heart. No one knows except his henchmen and those in the West family. And Ye Muting's identity is also very hidden. So far, they have only found out his identity as a businessman, and no one even knows his surname. Thinking of this, Cisse's eyes dimmed slightly, and he gathered his mind and looked at Ye Muting: "Don't talk nonsense, third master, hand over that batch of goods, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to leave here today." Cisse's threatening words had just come out. With a "bang", one of the people on Cisse's right hand had fallen to the ground. In the center of the eyebrows, a hole in blood was pouring out. Cisse came back to his senses and looked at the man in front of him who was blowing into the muzzle of the gun. Cisse bounced up from his chair and stared at Ye Muting viciously: "How dare you!"

"Oh, hasn't anyone told you? I hate it when people threaten me. I will also give you what you said just now, do you need me to teach you the rules of the road? I will order this batch of goods. Dare to grab the goods with the third master, you, you are dead. Ye Muting's expression did not change, as if he just said "The weather is so good today".

But when the last four words fall down. The people on Ye Muting's side moved, and almost instantly, dozens of corpses had already fallen, all of them hitting the center ......of the eyebrows. A trace of panic finally appeared on Cisse's gloomy face, and he always knew that no one on the road dared to provoke this third master. But he really didn't expect that the third master didn't even have a little affection, and in just a few tens of seconds, his side had already suffered heavy casualties. Now he is really scared, regretting that he listened to that person's instigation to find trouble with the third master, and watched the brothers around him fall one by one. He looked in horror at the noble man sitting in the chair with a breezy face. He's going to die here today, that's his only instinct now

Ye Muting didn't know that Cisse had so much mental activity in a short period of time, he looked at the pools of blood in front of him, and he was still lazily leaning back in his chair and turning the gun in his hand. There was an incomprehensible light in his eyes, and slowly, there was a man standing in front of Cisse, who had been shot in the arm, and the only gun on his body fell to the ground a few meters away, and the corpses fell in front of his eyes one by one. He looked at the man who was walking towards him step by step with the blood he was stepping on, and his whole body trembled and shook. The man walked against the light, a bewitching smile on his lips, making him feel so desperate and afraid. This is not a human being at all! A demon who crawled out of hell! "Plop", Cisse couldn't help but kneel on the ground because his legs were weak, the man's powerful aura made him breathless, and he kowtowed desperately: "Three, third master, I know it's wrong, I shouldn't be provoked to trouble you, I hope that the third master will give Cisai another chance, and Cisse will be a cow and a horse...... Cisai's words stopped suddenly. He slowly looked up at the man who held the gun to his head, and the man looked a little impatient: "Are you finished? It's also your honor to die under Rax." ”

Cisse felt the cold touch against his head, and his eyes widened like brass bells: "No, no, no, you can't kill me." Do you know who I am? I am ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by a gunshot, and two seconds later, Cisse's body was already falling forward. The bloody hole left in his forehead was bleeding outwards in streams.

"Irritable. The simple words came out of the thin lips with a slight chill. After saying that, Ye Muting turned around and left, and said that he hated others threatening him the most, and this Cisse still didn't have a long memory.

But Ye Muting, who was suddenly walking, froze his legs, looked down at his leather shoes and trouser legs that were accidentally splashed with blood, and frowned. The contrast between black and red was so dazzling in the light that almost instantly, the sharp color on Ye Muting's body faded suddenly. All the breath is hidden, and there is no trace of it. The bloody and indifferent when killing people seems to be the appearance of an ordinary person. Sheng'er must hate him like this! Killing is like a mustard, completely silent and dirty in the dark. Or rather, another him, a cold and bloody one that he had never seen before. Thinking of this, my heart ripples. The hands hanging at the sides of the body slowly clenched, Sheng'er, forgive me for being like this. Don't leave me, I can't bear to see you disappear again.

I used to spend decades close to you, but if you see me now, you will leave at any time.

Gu Nian, who was also under the night sky of country M, sat on the sofa at his house, looking at his mother with a worried face, a little hesitant: "Mom, isn't it a little bad for us to do this?" Gu's mother frowned and patted the back of her daughter's hand: "Xiao Nian, you don't care about this matter, there is only news from the Xuan family, so that you can prepare to marry into their family, and you can prepare for marriage with peace of mind." As for your Uncle Xuan, what you did this time was inappropriate, but after all, you have also liked Qingheng's child for so many years, and their Xuan family should also give us an explanation. Gu Nian was silent listening to her mother's words, and had secretly made a decision in her heart: she didn't need such a forced marriage, she just wanted that person to be happy.

"Hmm. "The morning sun shines on my body, with a slight coolness. The girl slept soundly, her fair and clean face, and her long eyelashes trembled. The next second he suddenly opened his eyes, and before his consciousness returned, something moved in his arms. Mo Lusheng looked down suddenly, and saw Mo Chenran, who was wearing tiger pajamas but was extremely well-behaved, with a small lump nestled in his arms. The sun shone on him, and he looked unusually clean and pure, looking like a little milk cat. Grabbed his sleeves with both hands insecurely, cute and cute. Mo Lusheng smiled dumbly, the little guy seemed to be sleeping well, she leaned over and kissed Mo Chenran gently on the forehead, although the movement was gentle, but it still woke him up when she pulled the quilt.

Mo Chenran rubbed his somewhat blurry eyes, and was slightly stunned at Mo Lusheng's smiling eyes, a little shy, but then reacted again. A smile bloomed on the little face: "Good morning, Mom." Mo Lusheng reached out and pinched his little nose dotingly: "Good morning, little baby." ”

It wasn't until the two of them got up and washed up that Mo Chenran's consciousness gradually became clear. Last night, he fell asleep in his mother's arms, the second time he was coaxed to sleep since he was born. The fairy tale told last night is still vivid. Well, this is the third day he has had a mother, Mo Chenran silently calculated in his heart. He is very happy, this kind of feeling of being hurt and cared for by others.