"Am I like Mo Jixue?" The poem points to itself!

"Hehe,,It's quite like Xiaoxue's face when she was a child, naughty and naughty!"

"Oh!" Mo Zifeng, it seems that the snow is in your heart, and it is deeply engraved in your heart.

"Come back to your senses!" Mo Zifeng pinched her face, full of softness.

"Alright, let's talk about it!" Poetry brushes away his salty pig hand! It hurts, isn't it, he thinks she's a sponge!

"Okay, I also want the Mo family to withdraw from the six major families, people like my father are not worthy of staying in the six major families at all!" His eyes faded, "I'm Xue's one-year-old brother, I was sent to the UK to recuperate because of illness since I was a child, I wanted to see her after Xue was born, but my father said that Xue was someone else's child, and his mother cheated on me or something, for many years, I was trapped in the UK, and all I saw were photos from my mother, until I was eight years old, my mother died, and after Xiaoxue ran away from home, I was taken back to the Mo family by my father, at that time, I knew that Xiaoxue didn't know that there was my brother at all, however, at that time, There is one more Moran heart, and there is also a stepmother! ”

"But do you know that your father killed your mother?" The poem is in a very irritable mood!

"Yes!"

"Then you..."

"Take Mo's to heaven and then to hell!" The heart of the poem paused, this is how Mo Zifeng took revenge on his father, in his eyes, maybe his father is just a synonym.

"Have you ever looked for Mo Jixue?" She decided to help out and get the siblings to work together.

"I can't find any way, Xiaoxue was so young at that time, and I didn't know if there was an accident, I even suspected that Xiaoxue was no longer there." Shi Anran, this boy needs to be comforted so much now, but she can't, she knows that the only thing that can comfort him now is time, and she can't say it until she tells Sù Xue the truth and asks Xue's opinion.

"Am I useless!"

"Nope!" At the very least, you're a good brother!

"Okay, I won't ask, let's go to the event venue over there to play!" For the first time, the poem took the initiative to take his hand and left, with mixed feelings in his heart, I don't know, Mo Zifeng was also hurt so much! There was something sour in my heart. Mo Zifeng looked at the little hand holding him and smiled gently!

"Pinch inside, this pair of lovers is really compatible!"

"Yes, it's not an exaggeration to say that the golden boy and girl are not exaggerated!"

"Well, I hope they can last a long time!"

・・・

Hearing these gossips again, the poem sighed in frustration, sure enough, it was different if he changed his face, are people in this world judged by their appearance?

"Look! I'm more face-saving like this! "Someone started narcissistic for the first time, and the poem pinched him with a vengeance, and it was super ruthless.

"Mo Zifeng, your face is not as valuable as Miss Ben's face!"

"Young Master Ben's face is also quite valuable!" These two narcissistic guys, when did they become like this, depressed, and sure enough, things gather people in groups. Ahead, maybe that's the way they walked together-

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