Yan Xiaoxi glanced at him and didn't want to say hello, but was stopped by Mo Yichen.

"What are you doing?" Yan Xiaoxi looked down at the small villain and frowned and asked.

Mo Yichen's handsome little guy raised his head, put his hands around his shoulders, looked at her and gloated a little: "Are you disgusted by my father?" ”

Yan Xiaoxi tugged at the corners of her lips speechlessly, "No." ”

"Don't lie, I saw you go into Daddy's room yesterday and then he kicked you out, you are so sad that you are going to cry, you must have made my Daddy annoyed."

"I, you ......" Yan Xiaoxi frowned and looked at this triumphant boy with wide eyes.

"You get up, I'm going back to my room."

"Hmph, I know, how could my daddy like you possibly like you? If you're hated, I'll wait for you to be kicked out by Daddy. ”

Yan Xiaoxi stared at the little ghost in front of her, and then glanced at Mo Lanlan, who was looking at her with watery eyes, and took a deep breath, as if she was angry.

"Yes, even if your father hates me, he can't just kick me out, we are now a legal couple, if you really want to dare me to leave, I will take half of his family property."

Hearing this, Mo Yichen's eyes widened, pointed at Yan Xiaoxi and exclaimed, "Oh, it turns out that you are here for our family's money." ”

Yan Xiaoxi looked at him, she really didn't want to talk to him, so she pushed him to the side and crossed over, this kid was really annoying.

"Idiot, stupid, huh."

Yan Xiaoxi turned around, glanced at Mo Yichen, glared at him and said, "I'll tell you, I'm your stepmother, you're making disrespectful remarks, be careful I let your father ask for family law and open your ass." ”

Yan Xiaoxi deliberately said with a vicious face, and when it came to asking for family law, sure enough, a certain arrogant villain shrank his neck.

"Vicious stepmother."

"Nasty stepson." After speaking, Yan Xiaoxi walked into her room.

Mo Yichen watched Yan Xiaoxi return to the room, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he looked at his sister and said happily: "Sister, maybe in a few days, this stupid guy will be dared to leave by Daddy." ”

Mo Lanlan blinked and looked at her brother.

"Really?"

"It must be, didn't you see the look on her face that I was talking about? Daddy must be disgusted with her. ”

Mo Lanlanpi pursed her lips, probably not, for her, it doesn't matter who is her stepmother, her task is to be obedient, sell cute, and be a little princess of Daddy, not as active as her brother.

Alas......

Yan Xiaoxi returned to the room, she stomped her little feet in anger, and fell on the big bed, thinking about whether it was possible to recover the little monster downstairs and let him stand in his own camp, which would be equivalent to an extra layer of preservation, anyway, Mo Lingtian married her just so that she could help him take care of the child.

Take care?

How to take care of the current situation? I'm afraid I won't have to take care of any woman.

I grabbed my hair and walked into the bathroom, took a simple shower, changed into pajamas and walked to the desk, picked up my textbook and started to do my homework.

In college, she learned to paint, because she liked it very much, so she applied for this major, not only did she like it, but she was very talented in this aspect of painting.

Grunt......

Yan Xiaoxi made a bitter face, touched her stomach, and gritted her teeth.

"Yan Xiaoxi, you can, you won't die if you eat less, but if you eat more, you will definitely get fat."

Knock Knock......

"Come in."

"Ma'am, your apple juice."

"Thank you, Xia Ling." Yan Xiaoxi took the apple juice and said.

"You're welcome, madam."

"Huh? Are you an art major, wife? ”

"yes, I learned to draw." Speaking of peace, Yan Xiaoxi looked at Xia Ling and put down the juice and said, "Do you have time now?" ”

Xia Ling nodded and said, "I have time, what's wrong?" ”

Yan Xiaoxi pulled her aside and sat down, and said softly: "That's right, I have a homework to hand in tomorrow, and I want a sketch of one person, you can be a model for me, how about it?" ”

"Models?"

"Well, yes, this sketch will be returned to me after it is submitted for grading, and I will give it to you when the time comes, I hope you don't dislike it too much, I am not a well-known painter."

Xia Ling shook her head flatteredly and said, "No, no, it's good if my wife doesn't dislike me." ”

Yan Xiaoxi looked at Xia Ling a little shy, and suddenly became interested in her, so she asked, "Xia Ling, you are not very old, why did you come back here to be a housekeeper?" ”

"Mrs., I graduated from the American Senior Housekeeper School, and after returning to China, I was fortunate to be favored by Mr. Mo, I have been working here for three years, and Mr. Mo treats people very well."

Yan Xiaoxi suddenly nodded when she heard this, the American Senior Housekeeper School, as soon as she heard it, she was noble.

"That's right, sit down, I'm ready to draw."

Yan Xiaoxi looked at Xia Ling's delicate little face, a very beautiful woman, and she actually chose to be a housekeeper.

Yan Xiaoxi began to draw Xia Ling's sketches seriously, so serious that she forgot about hunger.

Half an hour later, Yan Xiaoxi finally finished painting, looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction: "OK, it's finished." ”

"Is the painting ready?"

"Well, okay, look at it, does it look like you?" Yan Xiaoxi handed over the painting as she spoke.

Xia Ling looked at it for a while, and couldn't help nodding and said, "Madam, it's too similar, you draw too similarly, you draw it so well." ”

Listening to Xia Ling's words, Yan Xiaoxi blushed embarrassedly.

"Really? Like you."

Xia Ling looked at Yan Xiaoxi and handed her the painting and said, "Then I'll go down first." ”

"Ah, yes, you go get busy."

"yes, okay."

After Xia Ling left the room, Yan Xiaoxi lowered her head again and began to seriously revise what she thought was a little flawed.

When Xia Ling came out of Yan Xiaoxi's room, she bumped into Mo Lingtian, who had just gone upstairs to fight, stood aside and nodded, "Sir." ”

Mo Lingtian nodded, glanced at Yan Xiaoxi's door and asked in a low voice, "Has Mrs. eaten?" ”

"No, my wife said she didn't eat it, and said that she and her friends had already eaten outside."

Mo Lingtian's eyes sank, nodded and said in a deep voice, "Got it." ”

Xia Ling nodded again and turned around and went downstairs, while Mo Lingtian looked at Yan Xiaoxi's door before walking over.

Yan Xiaoxi was listening to the latest music shared by Cauliflower with headphones on her headphones, saying what is the now popular TV series, the song of Hua Qiangu.

Yes, it does feel very felt, it pierces the soul.

She listened attentively, painted fascinated, and she didn't feel the door being pushed open.

Mo Lingtian walked behind him, saw that she was looking down and drawing very seriously, and reached out to take off the earphones she had stuffed in her ears.

Yan Xiaoxi was taken aback, turned around, looked at Mo Lingtian with some fright, his expression stiffened for a while when he saw it, and finally asked.

"You, when did you come in?"

"Just now." Mo Lingtian looked at her frozen little face and said in a deep voice.

Just?

"Then why didn't I hear the sound?" Yan Xiaoxi looked at him suspiciously, only to see him throw the headphones on her desk.

Yan Xiaoxi looked at her headphones, the corners of her lips twitched awkwardly, and she took off the headphones on the other side and put them aside, but she didn't know what to say.

After being silent for a while, she whispered, "You, have you eaten?" ”

"Have you eaten?" Mo Lingtian looked at her.

"I, I've eaten, outside." Yan Xiaoxi turned her head as she spoke, looking at her sketch, which had already been revised, and only the signature remained.

Ji picked up the sketch pen on the side and wrote the words 'Yan Xiaoxi'.

Mo Lingtian took her sketch and said in a low voice, "It's a good drawing." ”

"Thank you, this is today's homework, and I have to turn it in tomorrow, so I asked Xia Ling to be my model."

Mo Lingtian looked away from the painting, landed on her little face and placed the painting on her desk.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became awkward again, and Yan Xiaoxi didn't know how to ease the atmosphere, so she had to repeat what she had just said.

"Have you eaten? Let's eat without eating, Xia Ling is ready. ”

Mo Lingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, picking up her jaw, making her forced to look at him, Yan Xiaoxi panicked, looking at his deepest ink eyes.

Mo Lingtian looked at her dodging eyes and said in a deep voice, "Angry? ”

Yan Xiaoxi subconsciously shook her head, she wasn't angry, she was really not angry.

"Is that hiding from me?"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoxi just blinked her eyes, didn't shake her head or nodded, she usually told a little lie, but now I don't know why, looking at his eyes and face, she didn't have the courage to lie.

She wasn't hiding from him, how could she be hiding from him?

It's just because of his indifference to her yesterday and that frame, she really doesn't know what kind of attitude to use to face him.

Under his gaze, he only said weakly: "I don't have ......"

Yan Xiaoxi couldn't turn her head, so she had to lower her eyes, and her expression looked a little pitiful, like an abandoned cat.

Mo Lingtian slowly lowered her jaw, Yan Xiaoxi lowered her head, looked at the toes of the two, and her hands were a little nervously mixed together.

Mo Lingtian looked at the top of her jet-black head, sat by the window and looked at her and said in a deep voice, "Do you mind that photo?" ”

Yan Xiaoxi was silent, as a wife, she should mind, but she couldn't say anything, after all, it was the woman who gave birth to him and had already left this world.

So, in the end, she shook her head slowly, yes, she shouldn't mind.

"Lying."

Yan Xiaoxi just bit her red lip, and finally pinched her fingers and said, "What can I do if I mind?" That sister is no longer in this world, a woman who gives birth to children for you, a woman you love to the bone marrow, what if I don't mind? So, you don't need me to mind, the deceased should be put in the heart of the living to live. ”

Mo Lingtian listened to her words, but his eyes darkened a lot, and his eyes looked at her much deeper.

"Come here."

Yan Xiaoxi looked up at him and didn't move, only to see his eyebrows frown slightly, looking at her.

"Come here."

Well, she walked over very spinelessly, and just as she was about to sit next to him, he grabbed her waist and sat on his legs.