Mo couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the three of them, and after hesitating for a moment, he sat down. [Full text reading]

Before Ye Qinglan went to Jiuhuamen, she asked Li Shuxi to accompany her to dinner, and now that she is back, she will not let them stand.

Several people sat at the huge round table, talking and laughing.

Uncle Li and Xiqiao haven't seen Ye Qinglan for a long time, so naturally they miss it very much.

Pull her hard to talk about homely, care about whether she is doing well outside, and whether she is suffering.

Ye Qinglan replied to them with a smile, he had a good life in Jiuhuamen.

Among the four people, only Mo Wuxi was silent, but his gaze would fall on Ye Qinglan from time to time.

The meal was quickly finished, Uncle Li and Xiqiao put away the dishes and chopsticks, and pulled Ye Qinglan to chat non-stop, eager to finish all the words that had fallen in the past few months.

Mo Wuxi sat on the side, meditating with his eyes closed.

No matter what Uncle Li asked, Ye Qinglan answered patiently.

Time is like flowing water, bit by bit.

In the morning, Ye Qinglan was already late, so he was not hungry at noon, so Xiqiao made some small snacks, butterfly cakes, hibiscus cakes, glutinous rice dumplings and other delicious snacks.

With good tea, a few people will not be hungry at all while chatting and eating.

In the evening, Uncle Li stopped chatting and went to the kitchen to prepare tonight's dinner.

After Xiqiao and Uncle Li left, Ye Qinglan slumped in the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked up the already cold tea and drank it down, moistening her lips.

After I came to this world, my personality has changed a lot.

In the past, she would not have been so patient in answering every question.

Perhaps, it has something to do with people.

After all, Xiqiao and Uncle Li are really good for her!

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Ye Qinglan chatted in the hall for a day, and Mo Wuxi sat on the side for a day.

He sat upright in his chair, his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep.

Ye Qinglan glanced at him twice and pursed his lips.

Mo's unsparing appearance, although not as good as God's, is also one of the best.

With a good-looking and powerful man like him, it's no wonder that Mo Ruhua's heart will fall on him.

Speaking of which, she hadn't seen a picturesque one in a long time.

If she hadn't been in a hurry to find out the truth this time, she would have waited for her to come back.

About half an hour later, Uncle Li made dinner.

Ye Qinglan shouted to Mo Wuxi, this time, he did not hesitate.

Mo Wu didn't say much, and he kept watching Ye Qinglan and the three of them chatting at the dinner table.

"Master, can we stay here for a few more days?" Ye Qinglan's words suddenly changed, and he asked Mo Wuxi.

It was not easy for her to come back once, and she wanted to stay in Changfeng Country for a few more days, but she was afraid that Mo would have something to deal with.

"Then stay a few more days and have fun!" Mo Wuxi pursed his lips and smiled faintly and nodded.

"Thank you, Master!" She knew that Mo Wuxi would not refuse, otherwise, he would have offered to leave a long time ago. But when she asked once, she was more down-to-earth.

The meal was full of joy and laughter.

In the evening, everyone went back to their rooms.

Ye Qinglan asked Xi Qiao to clean up the room next to her during the day and give Mo no regrets.

That way, he doesn't have to find a place to rest on his own.

The night is getting darker, and the Ye Mansion is not like the maple garden of Qingqiu, it is lit up everywhere, but it is as dark as ink.

Just as Ye Qinglan was about to rest, she suddenly remembered something, put on her clothes, and ran out.

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