Young love is sometimes more like a child's playhouse, and if you want to be together on a whim today, then you will be together, and it is normal to suddenly regret it tomorrow.

Mo Xiaolu always thought that they would break up the next day, but he didn't expect that he could hold on until the end of the outing.

When the outing was over, she was uneasy and asked him, "What are we going to do if we're away?" ”

He looked up at himself, but did not speak, his deep eyes carrying a deep meaning that she could not understand.

The last face-to-face communication between the two people broke up unhappily.

On the first day after he returned, he didn't take the initiative to send her any WeChat messages.

She realized that maybe the relationship was coming to an end and offered to break up.

The other party suddenly sent a lot of WeChat messages.

Mo Xiaolu, who had already put down his phone and was about to cry, was so surprised that he picked up his phone and was about to take back what he had just said, but his brain was blank by the news.

A teardrop smashed on the phone screen.

The word that was suddenly enlarged was: Luo Mei. Two words.

It turned out that he liked Luo Mei. He was just a pawn he used to provoke Luo Mei, a gun in his hand.

Mo Xiaolu was very calm, and after wiping away that tear, he didn't cry anymore, and he didn't even have an expression.

As if nothing had ever happened.

After that, she was taken back to Gumo Island, and then went through the most painful stage of her life, so painful that she didn't have time to think about her first love, and over time, there was no one in her world named Scarlet Luo.

*

In a trance, Mo Xiaolu passed by Jian Qian's bedroom, Jian Qian has been living in Mo Qian's house for the past two days, as if she is going to move out tomorrow.

The scene inside the house made her can't help but stop.

The bedroom door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

In the house, the baby cried non-stop, Jian Qian held the child and kept coaxing, and Mu Shuimo held the baby rattle next to him to attract the child's attention, and made grimaces from time to time.

Although this baby who is less than a month old still doesn't understand what the ink is doing, he will still be amused by him, and the family is very happy.

couldn't bear to break this warm picture, Mo Xiaolu quietly left, and by the way, helped them close the door that had not yet been closed.

The child is a living life, they don't understand anything yet, and Scarlet Yan is only five years old, what is the difference between her and the petite baby.

How can such a cruel thing as a sacrifice be placed on a child?

Maybe......

Firming up his inner thoughts, the last fawn came to that place.

The top floor of the last mansion, the heavily guarded place. Since what happened five years ago, she has not been allowed to set foot on the top floor.

The guard at the door saw that she was in a mess, and was shocked and worried, "Miss, you? ”

"You haven't seen me, you know?" Gathered the unclothed skirt, the end of the fawn head hung low, and the voice was hoarse.

"But, the last master has an order—"

"Don't talk about it." Interrupting the guard's words, she raised her face, her clear eyes embedded in her pale little face and very sad, "I want you to open the door." ”

"How can this be?" The guard looked embarrassed, pursed his lips, and looked a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaolu stepped forward in two steps, his elbows slightly pushed and he was weak, but the guard was still able to fall to the ground.

Hurriedly snatched the key and whispered, "Thank you, brother." "That brother is the older brother of her personal maid, and he is also a playmate who grew up together.

As soon as I entered the depths of the house, the bloodthirsty bead was gone!

Could it be that my father hid the glass beads?

*

The floor below the top floor is his brother's bedroom, Mo Zichen has been domineering since he was a child, and an entire floor is left to him, and he never lets Mo Xiaolu step into this floor.

Just stepped into this floor.

"Fawn?"

The voice behind him alarmed the last fawn.

- It's my aunt.

She had fled from the bedroom in a panic, dressed in a tattered cheongsam. How can my aunt see this?

Mo Xiaolu stepped back in a panic, his hand twisting the corner of his torn clothes, his eyes wandering.

"Fawn! It's really you, what's going on? With your aunt here, don't be afraid. Mo Li had already changed out of the gorgeous clothes at the banquet, wearing a long ink dress, gentle and dignified, and in the moonlight through the window, she was like a Greek goddess, and she couldn't help but let people approach.

She trembled and reached out to stop the last fawn.

"Auntie—" Mo Xiaolu covered her face in despair, tears streaming from between her fingers.

A little embarrassed, this is the aunt who loves her the most, she grew up in the eyes of her aunt, she is the person she cares about very much, but she is like this in front of the people she cares about......

It was so humiliating that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"It's all right, kid, my aunt knows." Morry soothed her in a low voice, raised her hand, and pulled the messy shredded hair on the side of her face behind her ear, and then hugged her and comforted her. "It's my aunt who is not good, I shouldn't let you look for him."

"Auntie...... Woohoo......"

"It's okay, go with my aunt." Mo Li hugged Mo Xiaolu with a solemn expression, "Let's go over there, I just saw your dad coming from here, we need to avoid him." ”

"Uh-huh."

Hiding in her aunt's room, Mo Xiaolu's hanging heart was put down a little.

"Little deer, why did you run to the top floor? The last house forbids you to go up to the top floor! Have you forgotten? Mo Li reprimanded her harshly, "Change this dress." ”

"Auntie, why can't I step into the top floor?" The last fawn was puzzled.

Mo Li's pupils were stunned, and a trace of sadness flowed from the bottom of her eyes, "You're still young, you don't need to know." "Stuff the clothes in your hand into the hand of the last fawn." Go and put it on. ”

pushed away his clothes, held Mo Li's hand, and insisted on asking the reason. "Auntie, please tell me!" ”

"No, you can't!" Mo Li said solemnly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Auntie! This is your room! Where do you want to go? ”

Mo Li's footsteps froze, and she sighed heavily.

"Is it because of the sacrifice?" Mo Xiaolu frowned tightly and spoke tentatively.

Mo Li looked back in shock, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Am I right? Right! "Sure enough, because of the sacrifice, what Scarlet Luo said is true.

"Who told you?"

"Aunt Cortana's death back then was actually a sacrifice, right?" The last fawn pressed forward step by step, and opened his mouth strongly.

"I-" Mo Li was forced to step back, her expression solemn and sad.

It was a memory that none of them wanted to face.

"Am I right?"

After a long pause, Mo Li seemed to have finally made up her mind.

Sighing, "Perhaps, you should know too." ”

"Xiaolu, my aunt told you the whole process." Mo Li walked to the balcony, the moon hanging high in the moonlight, she lit a cigarette, raised her eyebrows, and said slowly.

"The glass bead has always been a treasure passed down from generation to generation of the last family, and it is rumored that it has a huge energy, and it is an artifact left by the gods of the creation of the world tens of thousands of years ago, which can release energy to protect the safety of the Huanuo continent."

"However, no one knows whether the rumors are true or not, not even our last family. We only know that the inheritance of this generation is for us to protect it. ”

"But this treasure is also a monster that sucks human blood! He needed to suck the blood of his last family to survive, and Cortana was sucked to death by it. She had only taken one puff of that cigarette, and now it had burned a long cigarette butt.

Mo Xiaolu saw his dear Aunt Xiao Na being sucked alive and dying in front of him like a dried corpse.

"What is the point of the sacrifice?"

"If you don't feed it with blood, it will slowly rupture. The feeding method must be isolated, and the blood drawn by Cortana was sent by your father, but I didn't expect that day, Cortana actually came to the roof of the building, touched the glass beads, and was forced to sacrifice, and the glass beads sucked the blood in her body alive. ”

"The glass bead that sucked all the blood released a huge amount of energy for a while, like a mad giant, and after the explosion, the entire mansion was razed to the ground. Wait until it calms down, and your father smashes it in pain, but the miraculous thing is that the glass beads are only split in two, neatly split in two! It's like what I expected. ”

"We know that this thing has spirituality, so we have to transfer half of the glass beads to the black market, and leave half of the glass beads on Gumo Island, as long as the two halves of the beads don't meet again, my last family and children will no longer be threatened by the glass beads."

What about the purest and most good blood? Mo Xiaolu remembered that Aunt Xiao Na had already stayed with Qi San five years ago, why could she still sacrifice?

*

Throughout the birthday banquet, the woman who was brought back by Mo Zichen, Yuanyuan, did not show up.

At this moment, she was locked in the bedroom by Mo Zichen, with long shackles on her hands, locked on the bed.

"Mo Zichen, you let me out!" The woman on the bed kept fluttering to vent her dissatisfaction, a delicate and flamboyant face with anger, her hair was messy, and it seemed that it was caused by struggle, "How can you be so excessive?" ”

The bathroom door was opened in the next moment, and two slender and powerful legs walked towards her step by step, eyes as deep as the sea, exuding an enviable coldness and a noble temperament.

"Knock knock." As soon as the person stepped out of the bathroom door, there was a knock on the door, and then a crisp voice sounded, "Da Shao, the dinner you want has been prepared." ”

Mo Zichen casually ruffled his hair back, and in an instant, water droplets splashed, and he glanced at Min Xiaoyuan, who was constantly fluttering on the bed, and he frowned.

When he opened the door and was about to take over the bowl of steamed crucian carp soup, there was an urgent cry for help behind him, "Help me, help me!" ”

Raising his eyes casually, it was Min Xiaoyuan's voice.

Hearing the sound, Mo Zichen's face immediately turned cold, as if the cold air had been turned on and someone was stuffed into an ice cellar, and he said coldly, "Go down." ”

The maid at the door hesitated slightly, and the "big young ......" wanted to plead. She and Min Xiaoyuan were originally Dashao's personal maids, responsible for Chendashao's food, clothing, housing and transportation, she and Min Xiaoyuan have always had a good relationship, and they can't bear to see her suffer like this.

Mo Zichen's cold eyes made her lower her head.

I'm just a servant. Shut up, so I could only nod helplessly, "Da Shao, you use it slowly." As he spoke, he looked apologetically at the woman in the room.

"Frock!" The woman cried out in her heart, and the long chain at the end of the shackles in her hands rattled.

Mo Zichen leaned against the wall sideways, his wet eyelashes were black and thick, and a contemptuous smile rose on his lips, "No one on Gu Mo Island can help you, not even your father, Sixth Uncle Min. ”

He looked smug, raised his chin slightly, and looked up arrogantly and carelessly, "You used to be very well-behaved." ”

He slowly walked to the big bed, his eyes deepened, "Come, drink." ”

"I don't drink—" Yuanyuan pushed hard, and the next second she shrank to the corner of the bed holding her stomach. In the past, she was too well-behaved to keep that child, and no one wants to hurt her child again this time!

Her push came too suddenly, but fortunately, Mo Zichen reacted quickly, otherwise this bowl of hot soup would have spilled on her.

Thinking that her delicate and delicate skin might be red and swollen due to her sexual irregularity just now, he couldn't control the anger in his heart and shouted, "Min Xiaoyuan." It was as if there was a raging fire in his eyes, trying to consume her.

This woman's full name is Min Xiaoyuan, and she is the daughter of the sixth uncle of the last housekeeper.

Min Xiaoyuan snorted and shrank to the side, if it weren't for the restrictions of handcuffs, it is estimated that she would have shrunk into the ground at this time, only to hear her muttering: "I don't drink it, who knows if you put a fetal pill?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Zichen's pupils were stunned, and a trace of sadness quietly crossed from the bottom of his deep eyes, and after taking a deep breath, he spoke, "It's steamed crucian carp soup, it's good for your body, good." ”

Min Xiaoyuan tilted her head and ignored it and snorted coldly.

Mo Zichen was helpless, "For the sake of the one in your stomach, you have to eat it." Hold out the spoon to feed her.

As soon as the spoon was placed on her mouth, she shook her head.

He was not annoyed, withdrew his hand, and gently blew on the hot soup.

Min Xiaoyuan lowered her eyes, glanced at her sideways, and a sarcastic smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, "Since you don't want it, what are you doing drinking soup that nourishes your body?" ”

Mo Zichen's body was stunned again when he heard this, and the soup bowl was put on the bedside table with a "bang".

Then he smiled casually, "Of course, I'm afraid that after you take her off, your body will be damaged, and it's a pity that such a wonderful body is injured." With that, his hands moved over her shoulders domineeringly.

"If you don't want me to hurt the one in your stomach, you just give me obedient words."

The threatening words were easily spoken, and the way his face rose made Min Xiaoyuan a little scared, for fear that he was not just talking.

Reaching out to take the soup bowl, Mo Zichen hugged Min Xiaoyuan strongly, one hand removed the long chain on the shackles, arched his waist, and rested his chin against her neck, "Drink-"

Min Xiaoyuan wiped a handful of tears, cold handcuffs were pressed to her cheeks, and she opened her mouth angrily, stubborn and arrogant, "I'm for the child." "It means that I drank it for the sake of my children, not because I am afraid of you.

Mo Zichen sighed. Still so stubborn.

"Be careful." Mo Zichen finished feeding spoonful by spoon until the soup bowl bottomed out.

No one spoke during the whole process, only the sound of the two of them breathing could be heard.

After putting the bowl aside, Mo Zichen noticed that the breathing sound in his arms was getting heavier and heavier, which was a sign of exhaustion.

Mo Zichen said softly, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep, it's already late." ”

After drinking the soup, Min Xiaoyuan was so sleepy that her eyes kept fighting, but she still looked at him vigilantly and defensively from time to time, which was really angry and funny.

For a while, it made Mo Zichen's heart astringent and bitter.

"I'm not sleepy." Min Xiaoyuan stubbornly raised her head, with tears in the corners of her eyes that only come out when she is sleepy. In fact, she was already tired early, and she began to be sleepy in the first three months of pregnancy, and her physiological reaction was difficult to control.

Mo Zichen knew that she was being strong, so he stretched out his hand to turn off the light and get into bed.

Forcefully hugged her into his arms, tightened the quilt, a series of movements flowed, and a hoarse and magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "I'm sleepy, sleep." ”

It seems that after a long time, I feel that the women around me are no longer noisy. Mo Zichen carefully got into the quilt, his ears on her stomach, as if he wanted to hear something.

If the child is a boy, it can be stayed.

Now in less than three months, four months can determine the sex of the child. Does he want to gamble?

Mo Zichen frowned, and his hand carefully stroked her stomach.

- But if it is a girl, the fetus that has been in love for nearly four months will be killed, and the physical and psychological damage to her will be multiplied.

What to do? Mo Zichen's heart was in turmoil.

"I want to give birth to him." With a slight choked voice, it seems to be repeated many times in the throat before it comes out.

Frightened, Mo Zichen's body stiffened. Isn't she already asleep?

"I don't want to lose her again." Min Hyo-won choked up, her tone was a little dry, and the action of stroking her stomach was an obvious protection.

They have all experienced the pain of losing a child once.

A tear moistened his eyes, "—no." The cold and undulating voice of the last morning sounded in the silent and empty night.

The air seemed to be condensed, and neither of them spoke, perhaps Min Hyo-won had long realized that he would say such a thing, and felt disgusted for himself who had just had expectations.

Min Xiaoyuan sneered, since she didn't let her give birth, why bother......