He subconsciously stopped and turned his head to look at Mo Mianzhi.

The crowd surged, and it fell under the girl's eyes at a glance.

There was purple in his eyes, and he faded a little cold, as if there was tenderness slowly melting under his eyes......

Stirred a pool of spring water.

People come and go, but the two seem to be frozen there.

Mo Mianzhi quietly took a step forward, looked up at Lingran, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Huh?"

Lingran looked like he hadn't heard her.

Mo Mianzhi stood on tiptoe, leaned into Lingran's ear, and said word by word: "Uncle Lingran, why don't you leave?" ”

Her voice rang low in his ears, like a couple grinding their temples.

After Mo Mian stopped talking, he stood back in his place.

She blinked, and saw that the roots of Lingzhi's ears were actually red.

He......

"Uncle Lingran, your ears are red."

"Why are your ears red?"

Mo Mianzhi stood there vividly, looking at Lingran suspiciously.

Lingran tilted his head, "Let's go back." ”

He took her hand and walked forward.

At this time, only he knew how hard the whole heart was beating.

Mo Mianzhi was obediently pulled by him, feeling that today's spirit dye was very wrong, but what was wrong, she couldn't say.

After crossing the bridge, many people put lanterns on the river below the bridge.

Mo Mianzhi subconsciously stopped.

His eyes fell on the lanterns that slowly floated to the sky, and there were not many people who put them in the sky at this time, just a few scattered lanterns.

Lingran stopped, turned his head to look at the girl behind her, and followed her line of sight, landing on the lanterns.

The little guy wants to put a lantern.

Looking at the little guy's longing gaze, a trace of throbbing passed through his heart.

The light in front of him was suddenly obscured, Mo Mian was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, when a familiar voice came from his ears.

"Don't move, wait a minute."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, swept over Lingran's palm.

But it was like a sudden rainstorm in the clear summer sky, and the spirit dye breathing was messed up.

The heart was so quick that he was caught off guard.

After a while, Lingran removed the hand in front of her eyes.

Sight restored.

The scene in front of him made Mo Mian unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Countless lanterns floated in the sky above the entire river, illuminating the dim sky in an instant.

"Yours."

In my ears, there are three words that the man has fallen.

Send her.

The scene in front of him was something that Mo Mianzhi had never imagined.

There is a person who will light the lanterns all over the city for her.

-

On the city wall, Su Qingyi was embraced by a man, and not far away, there was a city full of lanterns, like day.

"The 10,000-year-old iron tree is about to bloom." She chuckled.

Li Beiluo's eyes were deep and he said, "I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing." ”

"You're still worried about that hexagram?"

"The hexagram of the seven stars will not be wrong, you have also seen it, didn't Mo Mianzhi appear."

Su Qingyi: "It's been hundreds of years since we came to this world, but it's still-"

Back then, they found this road to Qingluan Country in the Fog Cloud Valley, and after passing through that tunnel, although they gained an ability, Su Tanning and Liuyue were still young, and their bodies couldn't withstand so much power and stopped growing.

Li Beiluo only said: "Don't worry, after Ning Ning and them digest the energy of this world, they will naturally recover everything." ”

It's just that it's been a long time, hundreds of years have passed, and who knows how long it will be.

Su Qingyu glanced at him, "Do you think everyone is as perverted as you?!" ”

Li Beiluo lowered his eyes and said, "Qing Yu should still have a part of it that has not been absorbed now, right?" ”

Speaking of this, Su Qingyi was very worried, frowned and said, "It's still a little close." ”

This feeling of bottleneck is like suffocating half of the toilet.

As soon as her voice fell, the next second, Li Beiluo had already picked her up by the waist.

"Let's go to the devotional, I heard that in this way, you will absorb it faster."

Su Qingyi: "......"

Listen, is this what a man should say!

With a wave of his hand, he directly took Su Qingyu and disappeared from the spatial crack.

-

National Teacher's House.

This is Mo Mianzhi's happiest day, but it is also the most dazed day for Lingran.

Because he found that he had raised himself for ten years as a little girl raised by his own daughter, and he had feelings for him.

It made his head, a little painful.

After returning to the mansion, Ling Ran strode towards his courtyard without even looking at Mo Mianzhi.

Mo Mianzhi stared at the back for a while, feeling a little inexplicable.

Obviously, when I'm outside, I'm not so cold.

Mo Mianzhi scratched his head and went back to his yard in confusion.

Her courtyard was right next to Lingran, just a wall away.

But in fact, for a long time, she lived in the courtyard of Lingran, where a room was specially prepared for her.

Mo Mianzhi took a drink in the room, jumped on the eaves, and looked at the lanterns that were clearly extinguished in the distance, and the lamps were still floating up, all of which were hers.

She took a sip of her wine and chuckled a few lowly.

In my heart, a warm piece.

When Reizome came out of the study, he saw someone dancing with a sword on the eaves.

The figure is fluttering, the swordsmanship is sharp, and the person is also beautiful and frightening.

He paused slightly, and then swept directly onto the eaves.

"Where did the killer come from! This is the National Teacher's Mansion, you don't want your life anymore?! ”

Lingran smiled, like this, it was obvious that he had drunk too much wine.

This drunken appearance is really like a day for ten years.

"Who do you see who I am?"

Mo Mianzhi stared at Lingran for a while, his steps were vain, and he was about to say something, when he stepped on the air, and the whole person seemed to fall.

Lingran tapped his toes on the ground and pounced directly at her, grabbed her hand, and pulled the person into his arms.

But who knew that Mo Mianzhi was not at all restless, and while being held in his arms, he even fought with him.

Lingran wrapped one hand around her waist, and had to take care of her not to fall, so that Mo Mian stopped and succeeded, and the two rolled on the ground before they could stop.

Mo Mianzhi has always been protected by the spirit dye in his arms.

At this time, she was smashed, and Chaos's mind was clear for a moment, she blinked, and asked a little blankly, "Why are you here?" ”

"Sober? Recognize who I am? ”

"Daddy......" The girl's voice was crisp.

"Huh? You call it again! Lingran succeeded in blackening his face.

"Daddy, hug."

Ling Ran twisted his eyebrows slightly, he used to think it was funny, but now when he hears it, he feels panicked and uncomfortable.

After determining something, he didn't want her to call him daddy.

He snorted and hugged the girl's waist as if punitively, "You can see clearly, who am I!" ”

Mo Mianzhi pursed his lips slightly, and looked at Lingran really seriously, from his eyebrows and eyes to his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Daddy, you're so handsome!"

"Daddy, you're the most handsome daddy in the world."

Spirit Dye: "......"

He doesn't want to be her father!

Looking at the chattering mouth, Lingran's eyes darkened and blocked her mouth.

"What do you call me!"

Mo Mianzhi, who didn't realize that he was kissed at all, crashed in an instant.

She blinked subconsciously, completely unclear.

Lingran reached out and tapped on her forehead, "Why don't you speak." ”

"Dad, kiss me."

“……”

"I'm your daughter, it's not right for you to do this."

“……”

"I'm not your father, good, don't recognize people."

Mo Mianzhi tilted his head and said seriously: "But you said before that you could be my father." ”

Spirit Dye: "......"

Lingran was speechless for a while, and it took a long time to find his voice: "I'm not your father, and I don't want to be your father!" ”

Mo Mianzhi: "But I want you to be my father." ”

"I miss my daddy."

Mo Mian lowered his head, and his voice was a little lonely.

Lingran sighed, it was too early to tell her this.

For someone who wants to be your daughter, saying anything is futile.

Lingran pressed her sleeping hole, and the person lay limply in his arms, unconscious.

He picked her up and walked into her room.

Placing the person firmly on the bed, he sat at the head of her bed, not wanting to leave so quickly for the first time.

Fingertips wrapped around her hair, gently plucked the tassel hairpin on her head, the long hair spread out, and the face lined with it became more and more petite and cute.

"Good night, my girl."

-

When he woke up, Mo Mianzhi only felt a little pain in his head.

My brain gradually recalled some things from last night, and the corners of my mouth slowly hooked up a smile.

She got out of bed, looked at herself in the mirror, and frowned slightly.

Her mouth—

Why is the mouth swollen?

I thought about it, but I didn't think about it, probably because I drank too much alcohol and had allergies.

After changing his clothes and walking out of the courtyard, he happened to see Lingran wearing court clothes and preparing to go to the court.

"Are you awake? How was your sleep? Lingran noticed the person not far away, and a gentle, moist opening flashed in his eyes.

Lingran stopped and turned to look at her.

I don't know why, at this time, when Mo Mianzhi was facing the spirit dye, he was subconsciously a little uncomfortable, and he actually twisted it.

"Well, it's okay, I guess I was drunk last night, and my mouth was swollen."

Lingran: "...... Swollen mouth? ”

"How can you have a swollen mouth when you drink alcohol?"

"Fake wine, I'm allergic." Lingdye said it quickly, and Mo Mianzhi also replied quickly.

Lingran was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth sank slightly, and he said lightly: "Then you will drink more wine in the future." ”

"Didn't you annoy me the most when I drank?" She subconsciously asked rhetorically.

"Don't bother now, there are still some good wines in the cellar, I'll have someone bring it to you later."

"Huh? Oh. ”

He wanted to give her wine, and she naturally wouldn't refuse.

Lingran looked at her deeply, and his expression was inexplicable.

"Me, what's on my face?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little pretty."

Mo Mianzhi: "......"

"You can think about what happened last night." After Lingran finished speaking, he left.

Ambiguous words caused Mo Mianzhi to be confused.

Did she do something last night?

Could it be that it's because her hostility towards him has decreased, and he's not used to it?!

Is there something wrong with this man?