Yun Mo tightened his body and urged: "Hurry." His jawline was offset: "Don't make people wait!" ”

The man in military uniform in the distance coughed awkwardly, looked away, thought about it, and turned his back.

The book kite's fair face was faintly pink, and she called him by name, like an autumn breeze blowing, with a strong attachment, different from the usual cold and reserved.

"Be serious."

Yun Mo chuckled: "It's not serious, fast." He grabbed her arm: "Otherwise, I'll run away with you." ”

The book kite's face was full of shyness, but he couldn't resist his stubbornness, and tiptoed, but he bent down one step ahead of her and leaned his face over.

The morning breeze swept by, and the strands of hair on the corners of her forehead brushed the tip of his nose, crispy and numb, and his heart beat almost out of control as the breath wrapped in each other.

When his lips were an inch away from his, the book kite burst into vengeance, turned the corner, and kissed him on the chin.

One touch away.

Where can Yun Mo tolerate being teased like this, his eyebrows and eyes are deep, and the corners of his mouth are very shallow: "Liar." ”

After he finished, he reached out and grabbed her slender waist, pressed it into his arms with a little force, lowered his head and quickly pecked her lips.

Succeeding, he smiled and said philosophically: "Jiang is still old and spicy, you know it!" ”

Shu Kite's voice was faint: "Got it." She also smiled: "You are old." ”

Yun Mo smiled bitterly, gently pinched her somewhat cold cheeks, and lifted the collar of her sweater up again: "Sooner or later, let your mouth beg for mercy." ”

Her eyes narrowed, she took a step back, pulled away, and beckoned to the man in military uniform who was still carrying his back in the distance: "You can take him away." ”

He didn't go in front of her, just a step away, his black eyes looked at her, remembered a word, and couldn't help but laugh even harder: "White-eyed wolf." ”

The wolf is stubborn and strong, and needs to be trained and trained well.

Shu Kite put away the joke face, didn't wait for him, didn't care, didn't ask him if he could come back tonight, only: "Can you help me warm milk at night?" ”

She didn't understand their family, and she couldn't guess it, if it weren't for him, maybe she wouldn't be able to get in touch, she was worried about him.

More afraid that he would get hurt.

Yun Mo's eyelashes trembled rarely, his expression was dull, and he suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Her eyes turned red all of a sudden: "I want to eat noodles, I want to eat sweet and sour fish, but I can't make it." ”

"Think about what noodles to eat, and I'll make them for you when I get back in the evening."

The snow fell on his eyelashes, melting, and the chill was in his eyes, and the tip of his heart was pulled out, and it was empty all at once.

Tonight, he's desperate to come back!

The book kite immediately replied, and should be in a hurry: "Egg noodles." ”

He's done it, it's sweet, it's delicious.

Him: "Okay. He suddenly understood the reason why the kings of ancient times did not have an early dynasty, did not have a court, and did not govern the government, and played the princes with a beacon fire. It rested upon him, and he was immoral

If she goes back a few hundred years and defeats this country, he is willing to make her laugh.

The book kite's hanging heart was a little relieved: "I watched you go up." ”

Him: "You first, I'll watch you go." ”

The back was too dark, and he would never leave it to her.

"Hmm."

She walked slowly, and never looked back.

The breeze is blowing the snow, her shoulders, her hair is covered with snow, her back is lonely, and the whiteness of the world can't be seen in her eyes, there is only one her.

The man in military uniform opened the car door, Yun Mo sat in, and the tail of the car was deep and walked away.

The book kite was in place.

Han Jing walked out of the police station on the phone, saw the car leaving, and the lone book kite, hooked his mouth: "You can send warmth to your ancestors." ”

Su Yan has been busy with the company's affairs recently, his eyelids are on his feet, his voice is tired, and he is hoarse: "You can get out." ”

Yan Xi knocked on the door and walked in: "Sir, the meeting will start in five minutes." ”

Su Yan nodded and motioned for her to go out, but the latter was stunned for a moment and bowed back.

"Brother Yan, throw it away if you use it, this is not authentic!" Han Jing was grunting and complaining.

Su Yan leaned on the office chair and rubbed her eyebrows, looking listless: "She's not very safe lately, you find someone to protect her." He added: "If it's a little later, you can die." ”

The Zheng family's side is really not funny.

Han Jing swore an oath: "Don't worry, Lao Tzu Niu is not soaking, go and protect your girl." ”

"It has nothing to do with me if your woman dies, if she loses a hair, she will bring her own coffin."

"Yes, ancestor."

He finished and glanced at the bus stop on the side of the road, where it was empty, except for a black private car speeding away.

Han Jing ran over and cursed secretly.

Xu is voice was noisy, Su Yan got up from the chair, disrupted the information on the table, and asked a little heavily: "What's wrong?" ”

Han Jing didn't dare to hesitate, and subconsciously panicked: "The book kite was arrested by the Zheng family——"

He heard the phone being thrown out, and then the communication was cut off.

-

The morning breeze was bleak, with a cold chill in the bones, and the military dogs in the yard barked at the throat, startling the branches outside the wall and shattering to the ground.

Inside the house.

Yun Qianzhen unexpectedly did not mention the Zheng family at all: "The military camp is well arranged, and you will go over in the next year." ”

The tone of his words was neither light nor heavy, and Yun Mo heard a clear and irresistible meaning.

Yun Mo was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his usual appearance: "I still have a little matter to deal with here." ”

By implication, he won't go.

Yun Qianzhen naturally knew what was going on with him, and he dispelled his thoughts from the root with kind words: "You have a month." ”

He leaned against the living room dining table, the wind coming through the vent on his face.

In the summer of that year, Yun Ci was seriously ill and lying in the intensive care room, Pei Shuyi squatted in front of him, and her voice was very serious: "Ah Mo, you have to remember that things that don't belong to you, even if others can't ask for them, you can't ask for them, you know?" ”

Yun Mo understands everything: "Mom, my brother's things are my brother's, I won't rob them." ”

She smiled lovingly and rubbed his head: "Ah Mo is so good." ”

He looked through the glass at Yun Ci, who was only eight years old on the hospital bed, and he, "Mom, will my brother be in trouble?" ”

"No, he will overcome the disease and then protect you."

Yun Ci looked at it, his lips were very white, and he still showed a smile, Yun Mo put his hand on the glass and smiled: "Hmm." ”

Later, Yun Ci recovered and was discharged from the hospital, but everyone still thought that he couldn't afford to be the son of the Yun family.

However, with that smile, Yun Mo made an ignorant decision, no matter what, it wasn't his, and he couldn't ask for a knife on his neck.

Yun Mo collected his thoughts, and his face was solemn: "Dad." He peeled off a piece of candy and threw it in his mouth, chewing it: "Brother Doctor's body is fine." ”

He wanted to turn his mind away and return to his original owner what should have been a cloud of words but was imposed on him.

Yun Qianzhen's eyebrows furrowed, and his face was slightly angry: "The reason why you keep refusing is that girl?" He snorted: "It's a pity! ”

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