At night, with the help of the little girl's Naqiao, Mo Xiaolu sneaked out of the main house of the last family and went to Scarlet Luo.

"Missed me?" Hugging the person in his arms, Scarlet laughed at me.

After hesitating all night, he didn't dare to tell Scarlet Luo about the engagement, and it was already dawn, Mo Xiaolu opened the quilt, opened a corner of the curtain, and secretly ran into the house with a trace of light.

She looked back and took a deep look at Scarlet Luo, who was sleeping behind her.

My heart began to feel empty, and I had a bad premonition.

The time is slowly shortening, but how she resists, she still has to face it.

In previous years, the list of birthday parties was the Makumizu family, including the lower clans with more status on Gumo Island. On this island, the last family is equivalent to the ancient royal family, and has an extremely high status.

This year's birthday banquet is special, the last family opened the undersea passage and greeted the major families through the undersea passage.

The eldest son of the last family also took a plane back to Gumo Island in the afternoon.

The plane was parked at a private airport close to the last big house. The hatch opened, and Mo Zichen slowly walked down with a woman in her arms, the woman's light blue dress covered his slender and sturdy legs, and the thin gauze was blown up and down by the wind like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Mo Zichen was born very much like Mo Mo, with a handsome appearance, exuding an enviable coldness all over his body, and a noble temperament, like a god.

The woman in his arms was clearly a little restless.

Resisting all the way, kicking indiscriminately, and slapping him with his hands.

In the distance, Mo Xiaolu heard the voice of the woman over there, "Put me down, I want to go back!" ”

The blue vertical stripes are straight, and the resolute and beautiful face is angular, and the closer you get to him, the more you look like Momo.

Mo Zichen straightened his spine as if he hadn't heard it, and let the woman in his arms beat him, punch by punch.

"Put me down, Mo Zichen!" The woman is plain and unexpectedly delicate and beautiful, she is constantly struggling, her hair is disheveled, and her clothes are disheveled.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Mo Xiaolu saw that something was wrong between them from a distance, and hurriedly walked over.

When the woman saw the last deer, it was as if she had seen a savior, and a pair of almond eyes seemed to be bursting with starlight, "Deer! Help me, your brother is crazy! ”

"Brother, you let Yuanyuan down." As she spoke, she started to rob people.

Mo Zichen quietly dodged her hand, "Baby, you go back first, and my brother will take Yuanyuan to see you later." As he spoke, he walked away with vigorous steps.

Leave the last fawn alone.

Looking at their backs in confusion, the person in his arms was opening his hands at him, and his mouth was cried out, "Deer! Take your brother away! "It's like I've been greatly wronged.

In this regard, Mo Xiaolu could only shake his head helplessly, saying that he could not do anything. My brother's personality has been domineering since he was a child, and he even snatched Yuanyuan away from his side back then.

"The last fawn! I'm not a good sister to you! You are ungrateful! Aunt and grandma have taken care of you for so many years! You ......"

The person who was shouting suddenly shouted, "Ouch! Mo Zichen, you dare to hit me? ”

It seems that Mo Zichen said, "You are not allowed to call yourself aunt and grandmother." ”

Mo Xiaolu sighed and smiled helplessly.

My brother's temperament is still like this, no wonder Yuanyuan resisted so much, when will she be able to hold the beauty if she goes on like this.

The birthday party is scheduled for 6:6 p.m., and now it's just time to catch up on sleep, and last night was tossed by Scarlet Luo, and this is the time to be sleepy. The fawn's cheeks were as red as apples.

However, they didn't do anything substantial, and Scarlet respected her very much, but took pity on her delicate little hands. Thinking about it, the last deer covered her face and lowered her head and walked back.