Xia Ting looked at the child in front of him with mixed feelings, wanted to cry but still bent the corners of his lips, and smiled reluctantly: "Qin'er, I am your mother." The child, who was only seven years old when she left, wept like a tearful man, and now he has grown so big.

Moqin's face was solemn, faintly mixed with anger: "You are so bold! Say, who sent you and what is your purpose?"

Xia Ting was deeply frozen in place by this question, and said palely for a while: "I am really your mother!" She thought of thousands of reasons, afraid that Moqin would not recognize her, or complain about her. But I never expected it...... Without even an explanation, you have become an enemy?

Moqin sneered: "Heh, just now that Xiao Lingyuan's cousin came to the door, my mother will come to the door." You're a pretty fast learner!"

"Qin'er ......"

Moqin forcibly interrupted and drank: "The name of this son is your ......" but before he finished speaking, he was kicked into the room by a flying kick from behind him, and Moqin avoided the corner of the table and knelt between the two desks. Moqin opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but he felt the familiar breath behind him, and the leg that was about to be lifted was also put back spinelessly, and he knelt there honestly.

Xia Ting looked at the visitor dissatisfied: "What are you doing with such a heavy hand on the child?"

"Look at what he looks like! If you go crazy for another two years, you should forget your last name, right?!"

Moqin gritted her teeth, and the grievances in her heart came out one after another: the queen mother was only seven or eight years old when she left her, and now more than five hundred years have passed, and she no longer remembers the breath of the queen mother. What's more, as he gets older, the queen mother will gradually grow old, and her appearance will no longer be what she used to be. In addition, it has not been peaceful recently...... Is it wrong to be cautious?

Father is really hateful!

Moqin turned around and said to Xia Ting: "The child is not filial, I don't know if it is the mother, there is a lot of offense, please forgive the mother." ”

Xia Ting went over to pick up the magic qin, and said distressedly: "It's not good to be a mother, I don't blame you, get up quickly." ”

But the magic qin refused to move, and said, "The child does not dare." ”

"Why?"

Mo Qin just glanced at Mo Yan in fear, didn't say anything, lowered his head, and anyone who saw that look was very distressed, not to mention Xia Ting, who had not seen his son for five hundred years! Tang Xianyi deliberately interrupted the strange atmosphere in front of him, but in the end, he moved his lips and said nothing.

Xia Ting glanced at Mo Yan, looked at Mo Qin with encouraging eyes, and persuaded him with good words: "Is it your father...... If you tell your mother something, your mother will make the decision for you!"

"Ahem," Moqin's injury was already not healed, and he was kicked by Moyan, but he was really weak. Hearing Xia Ting's words, Moqin shook her head in a panic: "No......! Fabulous. "Excellent, these two words are very soft, but more like being wronged.

Xia Ting wanted to pull up his son, but Moqin was stubborn, raised his head and glanced at Moyan with a stunned face, lowered his head very quickly, and said in a low voice: "The child doesn't dare." ”

"You get up! If you tell your mother something, your mother will make the decision for you......! Mistreating you?" Xia Ting was also anxious, she didn't know that the child she was thinking about was living so miserably!

"Mother!" Moqin quickly stopped Xia Ting, and bowed his head again, "No, father...... It's just a little harsh. Now that the child can still see his mother, he is already content. Moqin's face turned pale and coughed up two more bloodshots, but she still knelt upright.

Before Mo Yan could rejoice in his reunion with Xia Ting, he was stunned by the magic qin, and it is still not clear which one the magic qin is singing!

Xia Ting looked at such a son, his heart ached for a while, and he gritted his teeth: "Demon Yan!" Xia Ting felt guilty and angry in his heart, if he said that the child was unwilling to raise, he couldn't take it away!

Mo Yan now understands what his good son is doing, and he really wants to go up and make up for it again! He doesn't care why the injury he has been raising for so long is more serious, and he said coldly: "I see that he said the opposite! If I hadn't held on and wanted to see you again, I would have been angry to death!" After speaking, he looked at the culprit on the ground hatefully.

Mo Qin didn't look at Mo Yan's angry face that wanted to eat people, and lowered his head and counted the ants on the ground. The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and Moqin secretly looked up to see that Xia Ting had tears in the corners of his eyes. I was flustered, but I couldn't just say that it was my own prank, otherwise who knows if it would be a mixed doubles?

"Mother, don't ......" knelt down for a while, feeling a faint pain in his knee, and it seemed that this work of torturing himself was really not something that anyone could do. Mo Qin looked pitifully at Mo Yan, who was even more pitiful than him: "Father, I'm sorry, child, child didn't mean to...... Ahem......"

Tang Xianyi's heart was full of pity: This child is really pitiful, no wonder he is so weak! Playing a round on the side, "Mo Qing, this child is very obedient and smart at school...... I'm afraid that this is the highest level of talking nonsense with his eyes open!"

Xia Ting came back to his senses, and felt even more distressed about the magic qin. But Moqin still refused to get up, coughed twice and sat weakly on her knees, leaning her back against the office wall. I sighed in my heart, this sitting is still more comfortable than standing! I looked at Mo Yan timidly, and made an effort to kneel well, but I was helpless to be seriously injured all the time, and I couldn't do it!

Mo Yan was annoyed: Why didn't you find out that this son was so scheming before? In the face of Xia Ting's resentful gaze, Mo Yan didn't explain much, now that he is weak, he is justified! The cold gaze stared straight at the "poor" son, just looking at his son's weak appearance, although there was an element of pretending, it was also true that the injury was not healed. Mo Yan finally couldn't help but speak, and his tone was not good: "Why hasn't the injury healed yet?"

"Child...... It's okay, no, it's not from my father's kick......"

I can't bear it: "You're still addicted to playing?!Nonsense, my kick can still cause you internal injuries!"

"......" Mo Qin raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yan, and felt in his heart: You have already sent people back to the West on this foot, okay? What are you pretending to be innocent! Mo Qin pursed her lips, not daring to add fuel to the fire again, even if she admitted it in mixed doubles, she finally gave herself a breath, didn't he? Coughed twice, and said: "You didn't admit it just after the fight, I should be the only scoundrel in this world!"