Mo Shurong looked at Lingxi's throat, he had always felt that something was wrong with his father, and after listening to his father's words today, he paid attention to it, and sure enough, he didn't see the Adam's apple.

So... Daddy is not Daddy...

"What's wrong with you? What do you think? Lingxi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Mo Shurong's eyes.

Mo Shurong shook his head and didn't speak, he wanted to calm down, turned around and walked to his room.

Lingxi didn't understand what Mo Shurong was doing, but when he couldn't accept his classmates becoming girls, he continued to paint his own paintings.

"Master, did you draw me?" The spirit basket had been looking at it for a long time, and finally found a little shadow of itself in a leaf.

Lingxi glared at Lingxi, "I've painted so much, can't you see it?"

Sensing that Lingxi's tone was not good, Lingxi replied cautiously, "Isn't it too unexpected, the master actually painted me, hehehehe, I'm happy!" ”

"Silly grass, I don't draw who you paint." Lingxi touched Lingxi's hairy head.

Lingluo sighed, forget it, as long as it was painted by the master. Then he hid quietly in the hair of Lingxi.

In the next few days, Mo Shurong and Lingxi got along for a long time and became weird, and the cook saw that Lingxi was worried, so she smiled and said, "It's normal for children to have their own careful thoughts when they grow up." ”

Lingxi immediately thought that Mo Shurong should have something to think about Sun Qikey.

After all, from that day on, something was wrong with him.

Then Lingxi was even more worried, she really hadn't thought of this situation.

"Son, tell your father, are you... Isn't it right... Yes..."Lingxi opened her mouth a few times, and found that she really couldn't ask.

Mada, the ancients are not good at this, too precocious, but unfortunately, she is not precocious! She always felt that it was not good to ask this.

“... Dad, what's wrong? Mo Shurong also felt that it was difficult for this father to speak.

It's okay when I don't know, how can I still call him casually when I know it.

"It's fine." Sighing, Lingxi thought, she better observe for herself.

Mo Shurong also sighed secretly, he was really afraid that his father would find out that he knew her identity.

The mother and son just left with their own concerns.

The next day, Mo Shurong went to the academy after breakfast, and Lingxi followed him quietly out of the door to follow.

All day, Mo Shurong was reading and writing in his position, and he didn't go out to play much.

After following Mo Shurong for a few days in a row, Lingxi didn't find anything, and she was wondering if she was wrong.

In fact, Mo Shurong didn't have any thoughts about Sun Qikey, he just came to puberty?

But Lingxi still followed for a few more days and made sure that there was really no problem before leaving.

"Mo Shurong, why did you go back early today?" Behind Mo Shurong, a man chased after him.

Mo Shurong glanced back, it was Qingqiu, "My father passed away today, so I won't go." ”

Mo Shurong's relationship with him seemed to be good, because Mo Shurong stopped to talk to him for a long time before leaving.

Lingxi was surprised to grow her mouth, this person, isn't this the female spy?

Look at the gray mass on the door of the head, how rich, this...

Well, she brought Mo Shurong here and gave him a completely different life, but she still can't avoid these people.

She originally planned to wait for Mo Shurong to grow up and become an official, and then she would meet these people, but now she is not easy to do, one by one, little children, what is there to do, making her bully.

"Dad, what's wrong with you today? Why are you looking at me like that? ”

As soon as Mo Shurong came back, Lingxi stared at him, and he didn't speak, staring at Mo Shurong with an inexplicable expression.

As time passed, Mo Shurong became more and more unaware of what his father was doing.

asked cautiously, and Lingxi smiled at him.

"Daddy~"

"Your father is here, you don't need to be so ecstatic." Lingxi's toothache for a moment.

"Do you have any friends at the academy?" Lingxi found a stool to sit on, and asked Mo Shurong to find a stool to sit on.

"Dad, why don't I stand!" When Mo Shurong heard his father ask, he knew that there was something wrong with the friend he had made.

However, he rarely plays with the people in the academy? Only...

"Dad, what are you talking about, Qingqiu?" Mo Shurong asked tentatively.

The corners of Lingxi's mouth twitched, this name, seriously?

She remembers that the little girl in the plot is called Qinglan, and she is called Qingqiu at this time, is it to make the name masculine?

"Uh-huh." Lingxi didn't refute or agree, but still looked at Mo Shurong.

But Mo Shurong felt that what Lingxi said was Qingqiu, because his father did not refute it, which was actually a kind of acquiescence.

Maybe Lingxi didn't find out herself, as long as she thinks something is like this, it will be like this.

"Qingqiu is very good, he has helped me a lot, that's why my son will be friends with him, he... Did you do anything that shouldn't have been done? ”

Mo Shurong attaches great importance to this friend, Qingqiu is different from others, he is Mo Shurong's first friend, and the only one who is very sincere, so Mo Shurong can't help but wonder, why does Lingxi think Qingqiu is not good.

Lingxi didn't expect that this little girl was very powerful, no wonder she was able to deceive Mo Shurong in the first place.

Let's see how long it has been for Mo Shurong to trust her so much.

"You don't believe me?" Lingxi didn't like to explain, so she didn't tell Mo Shurong right away, saying that Qingqiu was not a good person, because if she said a little, she had to say a lot more.

Lingxi wasn't ready to tell Mo Shurong these things, and she had no way to explain how she knew about them.

Mo Shurong thought that Lingxi would tell him so that he could at least know what to do, but Lingxi didn't say anything.

Children in the rebellious period are very emotional, and Mo Shurong directly grabbed the door.

Watching Mo Shurong go out, Lingxi thought, sure enough, he still hasn't experienced the beating of society, and when he is completely deceived by someone, he will know that your father and mine are good.

Lingxi didn't chase it, this is just a fragment of Moyan's god, and it's not him, so he is not used to it.

Rhubarb has a good relationship with Mo Shurong, and he is a little worried when he sees the two of them like this.

"Master, don't you explain it to the young master?"

"There's nothing to explain, I just don't like that guy." Lingxi said very casually.

After saying that, she left, she walked to the kitchen and asked the cook to make a hot pot to eat tonight, she has a good appetite today, and she wants to eat more.

Cook: "......" lord is not in a good mood today!

For the next few days, Mo Shurong didn't talk to Lingxi, and pretended not to see anyone every day.

Lingxi didn't take it seriously, he lived a chic life, and he ate more than usual, and his life was so leisurely.

Mo Shurong thought that his father would explain to him, or get angry with him and lose his temper, but Lingxi didn't do anything, but was happier.

Mo Shurong was depressed, but he didn't want to apologize just like that.

The capital, the night house

Ye Wuxue also received Mo Shurong's news, looking at the news in his hand, Ye Wuxue smiled, and his smile was extremely cold.