"I don't sleep in, you think I'm you?"

Chen An put one hand on his shoulder, and seven ships with huge Mo characters written on the sea floated, white and vast, with a taste of fairyland, "It's really troublesome, if you want me to say that I just buried it in the soil, I still think I am Snow White?"

Mo Beiyan glanced at him when he heard this, and he pulled Chen An's hand away, "There are so many people, you pay attention to the influence." ”

"I didn't catch you again, what are you excited about?" Chen An glared at him sideways, and put his hand on Mo Nanjue's shoulder, "Jue, are you right?"

Mo Nanjue didn't speak with a cold face, Chen An didn't feel proud for a few seconds, and suddenly a small hand reached over from the side and broke his fingers, "Mo Nanjue is mine!"

“……”

Chen An was stunned, tilted his head and saw Mo Yaochen staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, he had just woken up, and he had a deep possessiveness for personal items like his father, "You are not allowed to touch it!"

Chen An easily brushed his little hand away, "Get out, he's yours, what evidence do you have?" I also said he was mine!"

"No need for evidence!" Mo Yaochen was born with a grudge against him, and he pinched him as soon as he met, he wrinkled his handsome little eyebrows, "Anyway, he is not yours! I won't give him to you if I throw him in the trash!"

“……”

What the?!

Mo Nanjue's expression became colder and colder, and he turned his face away, "Throw the garbage can?!"

Can he just throw it away?!

"Uh......" Mo Yaochen was shocked to realize what he said, oh my God, he hurriedly raised his head, "The scenery is good, Mom, look at it!"

“……”

What to see!

Tong Ran stood behind with a cold face, and had to laugh when she heard the words, she raised her eyes to look at the man's delicate side face filled with fog, and had a very unhappy feeling, what are they fighting for?

Monan Jue is obviously hers!

Su Qingtian just hung his head and never said a word.

She didn't fit in at all...... It's as if the world can't accommodate her.

The guards and those in charge will be ready, and as soon as seven o'clock arrives, the sea burial will officially begin.

Mo Nanjue, Mo Beiyan and Tong Ran were all on the same boat, Lin Meijie and a few two-bedroom, three-room and one-boat boats, and the rest of the guests from the Shijiao family were arranged on the ship.

Because Xie Yanghua was one of the people in charge of the sea burial, he arranged a boat separately with some guards on it.

The two urns made by Qingyu were sent to Mo Beiyan and Mo Nanjue respectively, and the two of them were responsible for sprinkling them into the sea.

The ship began to move forward, the time was still early, so the sea was still a white fog, I couldn't see the way forward, the sea was extremely cold in the morning, Chenchen was cold, Tong Ran wrapped a blanket for him, "Sleep with my mother." ”

Su Qingtian sat next to her according to the rules, and poured a glass of hot milk over when she heard the words, "Xiao Ran, let Chenchen drink a little, you can warm up." ”

Tong Ran smiled lightly and took the milk cup, "Thank you." ”

Mo Yaochen's handsome little face turned pale from the cold, he reached out to take it, but Tong Ran didn't move, she lowered her head and kissed her son's cheek, "Drink it later, mom takes it, you sleep first." ”

Su Qingtian's eyes darkened slightly when he heard this, Tong Ran said this, he would definitely not let Chenchen drink it.

Even a glass of milk, does she have to prevent it from dying like this?

Su Qingtian only felt embarrassed, she reached out and took the milk cup back from Tong Ran's hand, "It'll be cold later, since Chenchen doesn't drink it, then I'll drink it." ”