A burst of warmth covered Mo Yan's little hand.

Mo Yan wanted to shrink, it was too late, and his hand was firmly grasped by Wang Chengyou. The big hand almost completely encloses the small hand.

"Don't forget your promise that you will grant me a request. Well, we can simply call it 'responsiveness'. Although I haven't come up with a request for a while, three or two days at the earliest, three or two months at the latest, all in all, I will definitely make this request to you in the foreseeable near future. Don't forget my sincerity in rushing to help at night, and don't make excuses to shirk things when things are over. I'm not saying you're an abominable person who kills donkeys, but ......"

"Smack!"

Mo Yan picked up a book with her empty hand and slapped it fiercely on Wang Chengyou's hand that grabbed her hand.

can be regarded as a reaction, why is this guy suddenly so verbose.

It turned out to be to hold her hand longer.

2 a.m.

Starry ...... That's impossible to see.

The moon that sinks in the west...... I don't know which building is blocking me.

Wang Chengyou was very prosperous, looking left and right, but there was nothing for him to use the topic to play.

The mood is inexplicably excited, mixed with remorse.

is not only happy that he can heroically save the beauty, but also regrets that he missed the opportunity and did not dare to take advantage of the situation to take Mo Yan in his arms.

What if Heaven could give him another chance? Forget it, he still doesn't have the guts.

After walking on the side of the road for half an hour, I remembered that I should call a car.

When he sneaked back to the garden, his excitement finally calmed down a little. It took a quarter of an hour twice to evade the security guards patrolling at night and come to the back door of the royal villa.

A soft tick.

Swipe into the back garden.

Wang Chengyou touched the back corridor with the floor lamp that only illuminated the square inch, brushed his fingerprints, and the back door of the villa just opened. Dodge in, only to raise his head, the black shadow holding the big stick in his hand looked like he was about to pounce.

"It's me!" Wang Chengyou lowered his voice.

With the sound of the wind, the stick came to a forced stop 10 centimeters in front of him holding his head and arching himself.

"Thank you? Where did you run in the middle of the night? ”

"Zhang's mother? Ming'er told you. I'm going to get some sleep first. ”

"Let's go! I'll cover you. ”

It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Wang Chengyou followed Zhang's mother to the second floor. There was no night light at the staircase, and the two naturally did not dare to turn on the headlights. The lights suddenly came on. The two sneaky figures couldn't help but freeze in place.

On the first floor, Wang Chen, who was wearing a silk nightgown, had a cloudy face on his face, one hand on the switch on the wall, and the other hand in the pocket of his nightgown, looking up at the old man and the young man who were frozen on the stairs.

"Sir?" Zhang's mother was speechless.

Wang Chengyou showed calmness at this time.

"Dad, when I got up at night, I heard a voice in the hallway, and I thought, this is my home, and there are still Mom and Dad living downstairs, so there can be no accident. So, I immediately opened the door and went downstairs. You know what? It's Zhang's mother. ”

Wang Chengyou's arm touched Zhang's mother, who was stunned.

"Oh, oh. Yes, sir, you see, this stick is still carried by Chengyou? ”

Wash the white Chengyou, Zhang's mother is willing.

Miji heard movement and walked out of the bedroom.

The door of the king-style room on the second floor did not move and opened a crack.

"What's wrong?" Miatge stared wistfully.

"Mom, it's okay, it's just that Zhang's mother got up at night and had a misunderstanding."

"Oh, Mama Zhang has always been unable to sleep from 1 to 3 o'clock at night." Michel walked over to her husband, whose air pressure was clearly wrong, and took his arm. "She would go upstairs and downstairs a few times every night. I know that. ”

Wang Chen had nothing to say, so he waved his hand and asked everyone to go to sleep.

Back in the bedroom, Wang Chen, who had been struggling, asked Mi Zhi: "Don't you think that Chengyou's child is too close to Zhang's mother?" ”

"Of course it's close. Zhang's mother is the same as a wet nurse except that she has no milk. ”

"Don't you think your wife is too close?"

Michel looked at her husband suspiciously, not understanding the point of his emphasis.

"Okay, even if Chengyou is brought up by Zhang's mother, he is like a mother and son. Aren't you jealous? Not jealous? Don't want to block it? ”

Mi Zhi raised her hand to touch her husband's forehead, touched her own forehead, and finally rolled on the bed and laughed: "Ahahahaha, I'm laughing to death." ”

"What's funny?"

"You are a man's husband, how can you be more cautious than me, a little woman? Someone loves our son, I can't be grateful, how can I eat flying vinegar? I wish everyone from all over the world would love you. ”

Wang Chen was tickled by Mi Zhi's laughter, and Mi Zhi couldn't speak, so he had to move his mouth.

Aside from the beauty of the master bedroom downstairs. In the corridor on the second floor, Wang Zhifeng realized that the night light next to the bed was leaking through the crack in the door, so he hurriedly turned around and turned out the lamp, and then turned back to the door. It's just that the donut wants to go out, with a whimper in his throat. Wang Zhifeng couldn't, so he had to spare his energy to appease it.

"Where have you been?" Zhang's mother's voice.

"A classmate has a temporary situation, I'll take a look."

"Is that her?" Zhang's mother's voice was full of joy.

Well, this intuition ...... Wang Chengyou was caught off guard.

"Yes."

"That girl is good, hearty and generous, not pretentious, and beautiful."

Wang Chengyou suddenly didn't want to open the door and enter the room. Every sentence is boasting on his heart, is there anything else?

"Go to sleep. It's not early. Zhang's mother pushed him into the house.

Then, the footsteps of Zhang's mother tiptoeing downstairs faded faintly.

Wang Zhifeng was ecstatic in his heart. Running at night? This is breaking news.

After the ecstasy, he soon fell into loneliness again.

There is a way that is empty and unfounded, where the little spicy chicken went, and what the girl's name is, he doesn't know.

…………

Seeing off Wang Chengyou, Mo Jielian was happy and lonely.

is happy that he ran over alone late at night because of a phone call, which shows that he really likes his daughter; The lonely thing is that a boy of this age has no enthusiasm to count, and if he says that he has changed, it would be nice if he was a few years older.

At a glance, her daughter Mo Yan was too calm.

"Aren't you excited?"

Mo Yan glanced at his mother, his eyes were full of crying and laughing: "I knew it was impossible, but I still indulged my heart." Am I stupid? ”

"How do you know it's impossible?"

"His father is a person who often shows his face on local stations and signs tens of millions or hundreds of millions of contracts at every turn. Such a child, should you like a person who can marry home casually? ”

Mo Jielian was stunned, sweat, she hadn't thought so far about being a mother, her daughter was only 17 years old, and she was already thinking about getting married: "Why think so far, just fall in love." ”

But Mo Yan's expression became solemn: "Even if it's a relationship, why should I talk about a self-inflicted love?" ”

When she thought that Secretary He followed Wang Chengyou's father's request and drove her out of Zhenyuan, with all kinds of careful instructions on the way, for fear that she would have an inexplicable relationship with the Wang family, she was bitter and humiliated.

But these are inconvenient for Mo Jielian to say.

"What do you think he's going to ask of you? Won't ask you to be his girlfriend, will you? ”

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