Hearing the words of the Yan Yan, Mo Huanlian's indifferent phoenix eyes looked coldly at her son who was flushed with a face and a smile on his face, a calm and beautiful face was as high as a fairy, and she couldn't see the joy, anger and sorrow, and she could see that Miss Hua Er's apple-like red and gorgeous face that she wanted to ripen through was changed color again in an instant, and it was a hot fireworks, beautiful, amazing, and gorgeous.

"Poof~"

Just when Miss Hua Er was hesitating to run away, Mo Huanlian actually "poofed" and burst out laughing.

Qian Yan looked at Mo Xichen with a stunned face, a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be smelling Mo Xichen, "What's wrong with your mother?" ”

Xi Chen smiled silently, stretched out his long arms, and grabbed the slender waist of the inclined face, bewitching, beautiful, like a fairy, noble and untouchable, several diametrically opposed extremes, mixed together, should have been distorted to the extreme, however, several extremes were presented together on Xi Chen's face, but it was the harmony of anger-

It's a demon, it's beautiful!

It's a fairy, and it's peerless!

"Yan'er, don't give your mother tea, your mother has recognized you as a daughter-in-law." The sound of the clear spring is no cold, just like a clear spring unreservedly presented, hearty, gentle, low, is the most beautiful scale in the world, tilting his face to look stupid, listening to the stunned, is a cute look at Prime Minister Mo, without saying a word or moving.

The bright eyes of the Ambilight reflect the fairy-like shadow in front of him, the fairy bones, the demon is natural, at this moment, the eyes are full of people in the eyes.

"Yan'er—"

Mo Xichen looked at Qian Yan's stupid appearance, first stunned, then smiled, and then resumed his cold voice as always, and gently changed the name of the demented little girl, and the beautiful and fair-skinned handsome face flushed with a slight red, which was amazing.

"Huh?" Yan suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at Prime Minister Mo Dacheng in confusion, what did he call her for?!

"Go and give tea to my mother." Mo Xichen lost his usual condescension, his voice was much softer, and it sounded comfortable.

"Oh," Miss Hua Er hurriedly responded, glanced at the master who was sitting in the middle with a serious face, hurriedly responded, poured a cup of fragrant tea, and saluted the fragrant tea in a proper manner.

Mo Huanlian glanced at her precious ice cube son with rare relief, took the fragrant tea that poured her face up, took a sip, and then signaled to pour her face.

"I'm old, if I can see the two of you happy, I will die without regrets." Obviously she is a beautiful young woman in her early twenties, with an ethereal temperament, saying such an old dragon clock's words, but there is no discomfort at all.

Mo Huanlian was born to be looked up to.

Qian Yan Wu thought to herself, looking at this pair of mother and son who do not eat fireworks in the world, the corners of her mouth twitched, she, a mortal, will she live with two "immortals" for the rest of her life? !

Thinking of this, Miss Hua Er couldn't help but shudder, God!

This still doesn't let Miss Ben live?!

"Now that the wood is complete, Chen'er, Yan'er, you can get things done as soon as possible." Mo Huanlian's crisp and melodious voice sounded, and only then did Miss Hua Er, who was holding a small abacus, come back to her senses.

"Mother, this matter is not in a hurry."

Glancing at Hua with a stunned face, Mo Xichen said in a deep voice.

He is willing to marry her, and her little girl may not want to marry him now.

"What's not in a hurry, what's not in a hurry!" I saw Mo Huanlian's beautiful pretty face sank, and she directly taught her own ice cube son, and said: "The raw rice is cooked and cooked, one day Yan'er has a big belly and everyone knows about it, you will be satisfied!" ”

Originally, Prime Minister Mo Dacheng had a serious face, but when he said this, his stunning face instantly turned red to the base of his neck, and he glanced at Miss Hua Er's flat abdomen, and looked at his mother seriously, "I will arrange it as soon as possible." ”

"That's right."

After listening to Mo Xichen's promise, Mo Huanlian nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and directly pulled Qian Yan to the back room, leaving Mo Xichen alone in the small hall, lonely, miserable and miserable.

Mo Xichen waited in the small hall for about half an hour, and when Prime Minister Mo Dacheng wanted to rush to the back room, the little girl who was thinking about her came out with a red face.

"Yan'er, my mother is not embarrassed, right?" Xichen pulled over and asked nervously.

"Is your mother a tigress?" The cold voice came, and when Mo Xichen heard the sound, he met the complicated phoenix eyes of his own mother.

"It's hard to say."

Prime Minister Mo Da calmed down, looked directly at Mo Huanlian's cold voice and said, then dragged out of the house with an embarrassed face, and went straight to the cherry blossom forest where the two fell in love that day, in fact, in the depths of the cherry blossom forest, it is a quiet study, simple, clean, simple, obviously the most remote courtyard in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it is dusty, amazing.

"Chen, this is here?"

The two were silent for a long time, and finally Miss Hua couldn't bear the loneliness and spoke.

"This is where I usually practice, Yan'er, you sit and rest for a while, and I'll look for something." Mo Xichen said as he rummaged through the bookshelves.

Qian Yan responded softly, sat on the low couch beside him, and observed the surrounding scenery casually.

"Found it." It didn't take long to hear Mo Xichen's voice coming into his ears, Mo Xichen handed the book in his hand to Tan Yan, and said, "This is Chang Aya's exercises, you take a good look at it, ask me if you don't understand." ”

took the dilapidated ancient books and flipped through them, looked at Xichen with an expectant face, and nodded, but Miss Hua Er, who was not willing to be lonely, could see such a complicated exercise so much, sitting in front of the table for exercises, and for half an hour, Miss Hua Er was like a lazy little pig, lying on the table and sleeping sweetly.

Mo Xichen, who was reading a book on the side, saw the little girl like this, shook his head helplessly, stepped forward to call the little girl up, and dragged the sleepy-eyed Miss Hua Er out of the house.

Prime Minister Mo Dacheng is angry! Prime Minister Mo is powerful!

Directly swept to the waist of Qian Yan, Qian Yan only felt that a gust of yin wind was coming, and instinctively flashed, Prime Minister Mo raised his long eyebrows, and the light flashed in his starry eyes, sure enough, this trick still works against Miss Hua Er.

However, she doesn't know any moves, how can Miss Hua Er, who hasn't woken up yet, be Mo Xichen's opponent, she dodged two moves at the beginning, but the third move didn't work, she was hit by Xichen with a palm, and fell straight back.

"Ahh Yan Yan exclaimed, and when he came to his senses, he was already lying on the soft grass full of green grass and cherry blossoms.

"Get up!" The cold voice entered his ears, and a fierce spirit sat up, looking at the white figure standing quietly among the countless flying light pink cherry blossoms a few steps away, his heart touched, his nose was sour, and there were endless grievances pouring up, and I don't know why. I have always been strong to myself, I can't cry out, what is there to cry!

Isn't it just a man?!

Three-legged toads are not easy to find, two-legged men are thousands, Miss Ben is beautiful, the country is overwhelmed, and she can't find a man?

Isn't it just one night, who is rare!

Sitting on the grass, the more Miss Hua Er thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and the golden beans who were not angry couldn't stop like a kite with a broken string.

Finding that something was wrong with the little girl, Mo Xichen hurriedly stepped forward to take a look-

When a little face with pear blossoms and rain came into view, Xichen felt inexplicable, "Yan'er, did the fall hurt?" Tell me, don't hold it back. ”

Miss Hua Er tilted her head and didn't look at Mo Xichen, this ruthless and unrighteous guy, so she ignored him.

"Yan'er," Seeing the little girl's appearance, Mo Xichen's hanging heart finally returned to its original position, grabbed Yan's slender waist from behind, and muttered, "Yan'er, you have to participate in the competition tomorrow, I won't accompany you to practice." ”

A pair of small hands vigorously broke the big hands that hugged his waist-

Mo Xichen! Don't think that Miss Ben likes you, you trample on Miss Ben's heart like this, Prime Minister Mo Dacheng retracts your fake image of a righteous gentleman, and your pity is not rare!

Thinking so, there were more and more tears in the corners of his eyes, and a pair of small hands with Yan Yan used the strength to feed, but they still couldn't break the hands imprisoned in their waists.

"Mo Xichen, you let go!"

"Yan'er, how can you still trust me, wasn't it okay just now?" Mo Xichen's somewhat injured voice came in his ears, and the heat of his mouth made his face red, and he lost his usual arrogance like a clear spring, he was hoarse, helpless, incomprehensible, and even a little pleading.

Mo Xichen really regrets it now, regretting why she was allowed to enter the deep palace where she was drunk on the outside, but in fact she ate people without bones. If he had taken her away at that time, there would have been no source of distrust today, they would have been a couple of immortals who envy the world, but Mo Xichen clearly knew that if he did it all over again, he would still not take his beloved woman away at the very beginning......

Hearing such a voice, he was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth trembled and asked, "Mo Xichen, did you never like me at all, you lied to me about everything, right?" ”

"It's not!"

Two words, to the point.

"Then why do you still treat me like this, there is only one heart that is full of flowers, you have already occupied everything, why do you still rub salt on the already scarred wound!" shouted heartbreakingly, as if asking Mo Xichen, as if asking his own heart, and as if asking how many joys and sorrows there are in the world, all of them are a ruthless sky.

Hua Qianyan tried to break free from Mo Xichen's embrace, but the embrace not only did not loosen, but became tighter and tighter, until Tianyan felt that he was about to be strangled, and his waist suddenly loosened......