For the woman Mo Die, Zhao Huchen always felt that he couldn't touch the kind of existence even if he was a beast or a sperm worm, as for why he had the feeling that he wanted to be close to this woman but couldn't bear to blaspheme, Zhao Huchen himself couldn't give himself a reasonable explanation, and in the end he could only prevaricate himself with the reason that his experience value of arching cabbage was not enough and he had not upgraded.

But in any case, Zhao Huchen felt that no matter what step he went to in the future, he would not regret letting go of such a watery jade cabbage, no matter how livestock, there are always some things that should be insisted on, Chen Taiji said that the bottom line of being a man is like this, Zhao Huchen seems to think that the arch cabbage is also like this, there is such a kind of woman who is beautiful and beautiful, good is good, if you can't afford to give her a complete sea, it is better not to take her to fly as a butterfly, standing on the shore, it is also a unique landscape.

Standing behind Mo Die, Zhao Huchen, who was full of thoughts, also felt that he was rare Wen Qingfeng scratched, looking at Mo Die's weak but always strong back, this is actually a girl, but more often it is easy to give him a woman's feeling The sitting posture of a woman is different from most other women Zhao Huchen has seen, different from Su Meiniang's subtle and introverted posture but not impressed with the strengthening of aura, and also different from the small family jasper that is soft and weak like jade in Korean calligraphy and painting, and different from how cute her daughter-in-law is. Mo Die's back is always very straight when she sits, and her slightly weak body just makes her spine support a soft and rigid scenery, and it is precisely because of Mo Die's habit that Zhao Huchen likes to see her sitting, because the scenery on her chest is really choppy.

Xing is aware of the strangeness behind him, Mo Die suddenly turned his head, and the face that was originally a little nervous and flustered was relieved to see that it was Zhao Huchen, the pink notebook is a secret between her and Zhao Huchen, even if it is her younger brother Mohe, she doesn't want him to know, there is no other reason, it is because she is worried that her brother will misunderstand, and her brother has hinted several times that he can find an excellent man to end his singleness, but he has never had this idea, The second is that she doesn't want to think about this aspect of the problem until her brother's lifelong event is solved, so she has always been noncommittal about it, if her brother misunderstands herself and Zhao Huchen, she thinks it will make the three of them very embarrassed.

"What are you writing about?" Zhao Huchen leaned over, although he told himself that he couldn't have a little evil thoughts about this woman, but it was forgivable to occasionally take advantage of some innocence, on the contrary, it was too dignified, wasn't that better than the beast who went out to open a room with the woman and didn't do anything all night?

"Write whatever you want, this one is almost full, I'm wondering if I should buy a new one and put it here." Mo Die closed the notebook without a trace, even if the content in it was built and shared by two people together, but exposing her mood face-to-face in this way still made her a little girl instinctively shy, and Mo Die, who had a bit of ostrich psychology, looked at the face next to her, and shrank back a little uncomfortably.

"Of course, I can't buy another one, do you want me to bring one with me next time I come back?" Zhao Huchen smiled.

"No need, I'll bring it tomorrow." Mo Die said in a low voice, and was about to get up and leave, when he was suddenly held down by Zhao Huchen.

"Wait." Zhao Huchen said in a low voice, holding Mo Die's shoulders with both hands.

Mo Die was stunned for a moment, although she was a little confused, although she was a little unaccustomed to Zhao Huchen's eyes staring at her neck, she still sat down quietly.

"You sit here and don't move." After Zhao Huchen finished speaking, he turned around and rummaged through the cabinets to find something, while Mo Die sat on the chair and looked at Zhao Huchen suspiciously, hesitated for a while, and Mo Die asked softly, "What are you looking for?" ”

As soon as the words landed, Zhao Huchen raised his head from the wardrobe with a delicate packaging box, and said with a smile, "This is what I saw last time I passed by a store, and I liked it very much and bought it, but I couldn't wear this girl's thing, I wanted to give it to others, but I couldn't find the opportunity, and I feel that there are few girls around me who have a suitable temperament for this thing. ”

Walked in front of Mo Die, opened the box, and sure enough, a light blue silk scarf was lying inside, Zhao Huchen took out the silk scarf and unfolded it, the pattern was very simple, there was no too complicated carving or texture to do such an embarrassing thing as dominating the crowd, and embroidered two lines of quite delicate words in the left corner, a sea, a butterfly. Next to the two lines, a small but delicate butterfly is dancing.

No wonder Zhao Huchen said that few girls are suitable for this silk scarf, and ordinary girls can't afford these two lines of words.

Modie wanted to refuse, but she had never received a gift from someone else and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

When she was a child, she was very poor, and when others saw their siblings, they were as eager to run away as if they had seen the plague, and gifts were a rather luxurious thing for her, especially in that childhood, which was the most important thing in the year. When she grows up, the desert butterfly that is more and more beautiful is not too much to describe with a cocoon into a butterfly, and she is not short of suitors, she can receive inexplicable love letters or flowers almost every day, there are subtle and unrestrained, there are normal and biased, all in all, there are all kinds of things, but she has never accepted it.

Now, whether it's out of habitual thinking or something else, Mo Die wants to refuse.

But Zhao Huchen didn't give her a chance.

Mo Die sitting, Zhao Huchen took a silk scarf and gently bypassed Mo Die's neck, tied it and tied a bow on the side of her neck that was not good-looking, the only outstanding thing was that the butterfly and the two lines of words were exposed, light blue, the word is white, whether it is a silk scarf or a person, it is very commensurate.

"Beautiful!" Zhao Huchen took two steps back, looking at the strange effect created by his silk-tied method of the Tubula machine, and seemed quite satisfied.

"I can't ask for it." Mo Die's face turned red, and she felt uncomfortable when she was stared at by Zhao Huchen and wanted to take off the silk scarf.

"Don't take it, it won't cost a few dollars, it's cheap, I've been eating and drinking at your house for so long, it's just the rent and water money." Zhao Huchen shook his head and said with a smile, in fact, he was quite satisfied, satisfied that the silk scarf had an embellishment effect, which not only gave Mo Die a few rich aura, but also immediately made this already extraordinary woman stand out.

Zhao Huchen insisted very much, Mo Die is not a woman who can be too stubborn after all, and when facing Zhao Huchen, she can't show the quiet and indifferent posture of not intolerating blasphemy in front of people, and finally walked out of Zhao Huchen's room with a silk scarf helplessly.

Standing at the door, pursing her lips, Mo Die just wanted to take off the silk scarf around her neck, but the door of Mohe on the opposite side opened.

Mo Die was stunned for a moment, and she was a little embarrassed for the first time, as if she had been bumped into by someone else and saw a girl who was not careful.

Mohe was also stunned.

He remembered that the silk scarf around his neck still didn't exist when he saw his sister go in, and after hesitating for a while, Mohe smiled honestly and said, "It's beautiful." After speaking, Mohe went back to his room.

Mo Die's fingertips touched the small words next to the silk scarf, and the uneven touch of the fingertips was not calm like her mood at this time, although it was only a silk scarf that was "worthless" according to Zhao Huchen, but it successfully broke Mo Die's heart lake that always kept quiet, and Mo Die, who was used to calm, did not adapt to this change.

In the end, Mo Die, who was sent by the ghost, still didn't untie the silk scarf around her neck, but quickly walked back to her room with her head down.

The next day, Zhao Huchen didn't see Mo Die when he got up, he went downstairs to run as usual, and when he came up after running a lap, breakfast had been placed on the table, and after eating breakfast, Zhao Huchen took the key and went downstairs, and appeared at the door of Han Shushu's community an hour later.

Han calligraphy and painting were already waiting at the door.

Seeing Zhao Huchen's car, Han Shushu waved his hand, slowly stopped in front of her, watched Han Shushu get into the car, tilted his head and looked at Han Shushu who had changed his dress, Zhao Huchen said, "Shall we go over there now?" ”

"Well, yes, Aunt just called me and said that she was going over there for lunch." Han Shushu nodded.

Aunt Han calligraphy and painting is easy to find, Sheshan Villa County.

Because it was the morning, and it was almost the rush hour, it was already more than ten o'clock when Zhao Huchen arrived at the villa county.

In fact, Han Shushu rarely comes here, so when looking for the villa where her aunt is located, she still looks for it according to the map, and in the No. 18 villa, Zhao Huchen saw a large villa with a back garden of two acres of land, and smacked his tongue and said, "You also said that his family is just rich, I think this is not only rich, but super rich." ”

"In Mingzhu, who dares to compare with the Yang family if he is rich." Han calligraphy and painting joked.

The two rang the doorbell, and it took a long time for someone to open the door, a teenager.

There is just a black appearance on the lip line, very thin, but the skeleton is very large, so it does not give people a weak and unwinded feeling, in general, it is a very delicate child, double eyelids, fair skin, the bridge of the nose is very straight, the lips are slightly thin, it can be seen that when he was a child, he should be a cute little child with red lips and white teeth.

"Sister!" The child's eyes lit up when he saw Han Shushu, and he shouted with a smile.

"He is Li Qingcheng." Han Shushu nodded as a deed, and turned his head to Zhao Huchen beside him and said.

(To be continued)