Fang Qiyan helped Mo Xin, who was crying until choked in the hijab, to send Father Mo and Mo Youquan to the gate of the courtyard, and did not go out until they were stopped by Father Mo.

At this time, the sourness in her heart stopped, she had never felt such a feeling, such care and warmth. Mo Xin secretly swore that he would treat Daddy Mo and them like real relatives.

Suddenly, a sour feeling spread from the bottom of my heart, and tears couldn't stop surging out again. What's the matter, I don't want to cry, why am I so sad all of a sudden...... Why do you want to cry so much......

Mo Xin was inexplicably sad, and with the sourness and sadness, there was a comfortable and brisk feeling spreading, as if a layer of shackles on his body had dissipated, and his brain was much clearer.

Could it be that the original owner's obsession written in the novel has dissipated?? A thought flashed in his mind, but he didn't have time to think about it, Mo Xin was already covered by the crying that spread in his heart, and he cried with Fang Qiyan.

Fang Qiyan looked at the woman who was almost crying, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart, silently hugged the person into his arms, and coaxed softly: "Lady, don't cry, how can it be good to cry and break your eyes, if you want grandpa and them, we will often visit them in the future, okay?" ”

Mo Xin listened to the words coming from the top of his head, and nodded vigorously in Fang Qiyan's arms, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing. Fang Qiyan looked at the little man in his arms, he didn't know what to do, and finally had to go back to the room with Mo Xin in his arms. Put the person on the bed and gently wipe her tears. Looking at the little daughter-in-law who was crying and hiccups, Fang Qiyan felt a little funny and a little inexplicably bored.

In the end, Mo Xin cried until he fell asleep, and finally stopped. Fang Qiyan wiped her face, hands and feet carefully before she went outside to clean up her things with confidence.

I really don't know how there are so many tears in her thin body. It seems that he must not dare to make her sad in the future, otherwise he will really have nothing to do. Fang Qiyan silently made a decision in his heart.

Mo Xin woke up in the middle of the night, and the moonlight slanted into the house through the window. Originally, the red candle that should have been lit on the night of the candle in the cave room was not lit, and he moved his body slightly, only to find that he was being held by Fang Qiyan.

Relying on the moonlight, Mo Xin can roughly see his appearance, slightly raised eyebrows, closed eyes, long eyelashes, high nose bridge, soft thin lips, really good-looking, how can there be such a good-looking man.

Mo Xin laughed stupidly like a fool in her heart, such a good-looking little brother is her father-in-law, even if it is only now, she is also happy in her heart. I can't help but sigh in my heart, I can really do whatever I want if I look good.

I really can't bear to give such a good-looking husband to others...... Hey, there's a knife on the head of the color word, calm down!

Mo Xin gave himself a jump in his heart, and he thought a little depressed when he sank down, is it true that he crossed this matter?

Or was it just a dream of hers? Maybe she became a vegetative person after being hit by a car, and her deep sleeping consciousness just had this sweet dream. After all, it's really hard for her to believe this kind of fantasy thing.

Even if it's not a dream, or if she sleeps like the previous one one day, or if it'...... Mo Xin had all kinds of assumptions in her mind, she was actually very scared. Coming to this strange place, she has always wondered if the world is real. These days, her mind is full of negative things, and then she reluctantly faces it as fun, planning to fake her death, planning to get out, and now after "having fun", she is even more uneasy.

Although Daddy Mo's sincere care and the experience of these days made her feel the reality of this world. But her heart was still very uncertain.

Looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, Mo Xingui stretched out his fingers and gently touched the jade-like skin, his fingertips slowly traced the outline of Fang Qiyan's facial features, and slowly all kinds of thoughts in his mind dissipated at this moment, leaving only this man's eyebrows and eyes and her fingertips.

Dotting his fingers and tracing Fang Qiyan's face over and over again, Mo Xin finally fell asleep in the "depiction" over and over again.

And the eyes that she had described countless times opened slightly in her steady breathing.

Fang Qiyan looked at the sleeping woman, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he was not sleeping in the first place, and he was touched by someone over and over again, it was difficult not to wake up.

But the witty Fang Qiyan didn't open his eyes, but pretended to sleep, letting the fingertips with a little coolness be presumptuous on his face. Because he really doesn't know how to break the game, and he is even afraid that the "tearful man" just now will be coerced after being knocked into by himself.

He didn't want to see her cry like that again, not at all.

Quietly listening to her steady breathing, she smiled slightly, closed her eyes, and unconsciously hugged the person in her arms tighter.