Mu Yiyan looked at the perfect and all kinds of delicacies on the table, and was stunned, she was so broad!

"How?" Seeing that Mu Yiyan didn't move, Jiu Yu smiled softly: "I don't know what you like to eat, just try it." ”

Mu Yiyan turned his head, and what met her was her beautiful eyes, and the world inside was so rich.

"Eat."

"Hmm." Mu Yiyan nodded shallowly.

Eat without saying anything.

Mu Yiyan really follows the words of the nine desires, "rain and dew are evenly wet".

The table manners of both are extremely good and the movements are elegant.

So, when everyone is full, a table of luxury set meals is no different from cloth dishes except that it looks a little less.

After eating, Jiu wanted to take Mu Yiyan back to the hotel to live a rice worm life.

The phone rang suddenly.

Jiu wanted to bow her head, the skirt she was wearing had no pockets.

The phone bell broke Mu Yiyan's calm heart, hesitated for a moment, and finally answered.

Almost as soon as it was connected, a scolding voice came from that day: "Little calf, where did you go?" Don't think I don't know, you want to use the recent school events to play a deliberate disappearance in order to make profits, why are you so vicious? You can't learn from your brother......"

Here it is again, no matter what, he will never be able to compare to his so-called "younger brother" in his father's heart, right?

This time, he didn't need to say it, Mu Yiyan said in a deep voice: "Then from now on, let's treat him as your son, I'm not." ”

I'm not, he said it, he's much more relaxed, maybe, it should have been like this a long time ago, anyway, that person didn't think he was his child.

"You ......" The other head was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to say such a thing, and then shouted again: "Long temper? Will it 'retreat as advance'? You actually want to blackmail me into giving up Mu Yuan? You are not filial, do you think Lao Tzu wants you more? If it weren't for your surname Mu, do you think Lao Tzu would support you? ”

It's just that he raised it, and he didn't even give him living expenses recently, if he hadn't been able to get a scholarship with good grades, he would probably have become the first child of a rich family to starve to death.

Now that I have picked it up, I don't even use the word "your brother", what is afraid that he will really leave home, so I don't use this word to stimulate him, but ...... He finally stopped recognizing him as his son.

Yes, he doesn't have Mu Yuan's sweet mouth, he doesn't have Mu Yuan's mother who can make up, act, act and act wholeheartedly for the benefit of his son, and he doesn't have the power of his mother's mother's family.

However, his mother was also a woman who had accompanied his father through the wind and rain and through ups and downs, the girl who loved to laugh, because the smile on that person's face became less and less, and finally because she had too much heart when she was young, she suddenly fell ill and turned into a handful of loess.

And the person who once made a vow to make a sea alliance turned around and married someone else for the benefit of the company.

The temptation of money and the addiction to profit form a dense net in this cannibalistic society, and many people are deeply trapped in it, like an emotionless puppet to be manipulated by interests.

"Tick" A tear fell on the back of Mu Yiyan's thin and withered hand, and the person on the other end was still scolding: "Let's go, let's go, never come back, I don't have such a waste ...... as you"

Mu Yiyan sneered, he was obviously the first in every exam, and that Mu Yuan was only in the top ten, so he was praised by him for how good, who is the waste?

"As you said, Mu Yiyan broke off the father-son relationship with you."

The fragrance of gardenia penetrated into the nose, and when I looked up, it was the same face like an angel.

No matter what the person on the other end thought, Jiu Xiang hung up the phone neatly, raised his white and tender hand, gently wiped away the tears from his cheeks, and possessed his body, sucking away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a cherry-like mouth.

The corners of his eyes were faintly red, and he was a little hot at the moment, and he looked at her in a daze as she looked at his face gently.

The heart is soft, she is really his angel.

Thoughts drift away......

And at this moment, the heart of the Nine Desires is: "The way he cries is so good." ”

Tongzi: Mom, the host's thinking is not normal every day, what should I do, online, etc., urgent!

"It's a pity that it's for that kind of person to cry." Thinking of this, Jiu Desire's eyes were gloomy.

Just when Tongzi thought that his host was finally going to do a good deed to help poor Mu Baobao breathe a sigh of relief.

"In the future, you can only cry for me."

"...... "He is picking the bones in the eggs to find the advantages of the host, but the concubine can't do it, his host is too criticized, too crazy."

Amen, no, little brother, woo......

Poor Tongzi threw herself into the conversation again.

"Yan'er, do you believe that there are angels in this world? Your father said that your mother was his angel. The woman smiled sweetly, like a little girl who was just beginning to fall in love.

"Yan'er, when you grow up, you also want to find an angel like your mother." The woman raised her chin arrogantly, and the son she taught must be excellent!

"Yan'er, isn't mother an angel? Isn't it your father's angel? Why does he say I'm a devil? The woman muttered to herself, and the youth of her youth was gone.

"Yan'er, you must be good to your angel in the future, you must be, you must not bear her." The woman's face smiled again, but it was the last time, the end of her life.

She had such a hard time, but she left with a smile.

That girl who loves beauty, put down her clothes, shoes and bags for her lover, for more than ten years, live for that person, and at the last moment, allow her to live for herself.

However, that wrinkled face no longer had the sunshine of his youth......

"Angel!" Mu Yiyan suddenly spoke up, with a serious expression.

Nine wants to raise his eyebrows, and he is surprisingly not upset that he doesn't listen to his own words and calls himself an angel without arrogance.

"You're my angel, okay?" Mu Yiyan asked him this question that he had wanted to ask a long time ago, afraid of meeting her eyes that seemed to see through everything, and blushing, and holding the Nine Desires with a hand that had nowhere to go.

The flush crept up her cheeks, thankfully, out of her sight.

With his head buried in her neck, he couldn't see it, but the hot temperature betrayed him.

Jiu Yu slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, very good, he has learned to hold himself.

"Okay." Whether it's an angel or a demon is her business.

Mu Yiyan smiled, and just as he was about to let go, he was hugged tightly.

"Let's go take a shower." Nine desires said in Mu Yiyan's ear.