Xia Jiujiu didn't know that Mo Xiyan pretended to be calm, but at this moment, his heart couldn't wait to go back and continue the unfinished business.

On the way back, in order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Xia Jiujiu has been looking for some topics.

She didn't want the way he got along with Mo Xiyan to become silent and embarrassed.

Xia Jiujiu has been telling Mo Xiyan some interesting stories about living in the old mansion in his childhood......

When he was about to arrive at the Xia family's old house, Xia Jiujiu suddenly pointed to a house and said excitedly to Mo Xiyan:

"Bad guys! Look, look! ”

"This exotic house is the home of my best friend when I was a child, Grandpa Beichen Xuan."

Hearing Xia Jiujiu mention Beichen Xuan, Mo Xiyan's handsome face overflowing with tenderness was dyed with a thin layer of frost in an instant.

A girl with an extraordinarily long reflex arc still doesn't realize that danger is quietly approaching.

The little mouth is still chattering excitedly:

"When I was a child, my favorite thing was to play eagles and catch chickens with Beichen Xuan and a group of friends in the back mountain.

It's fun! Beichenxuan was an eagle, and I was a mother chicken, and every time we played here until the sun went down, we were exhausted.

Beichen Xuan is a good person, he often brings me good food, and my grandfather likes him so much......"

Do you like him so much?

The simple five words were like the tip of a knife, which made the young man's heart ache!

After all these years, does she still like him so much?

So can't she have a little bit of a place in her heart that belongs to him?

The pain of anger was suppressed in his heart, and Mo Xiyan's long, narrow eyes as deep as night covered the full silence.

The heavy night deeply hid all his hurt and painful expressions at the moment......

Mo Xiyan suddenly paused, his eyes were deep and dazed, staring at the brightly lit house not far away.

The thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and the handsome face was dark as if it could squeeze out ink.

The voice of Xia Qingqing in the courtyard of the Xia family six years ago kept echoing in his mind......

"My sister Xia Jiujiu, she likes Beichen Xuan, she said that she was going to go to country M to find Beichen Xuan, and she said that she wanted to marry Beichen Xuan when she grew up......"

This voice, over and over again, was like a broadcaster, looping in Mo Xiyan's mind.

Xia Jiujiu took a few steps, and after noticing that Mo Xiyan was still staying in place, looking at his gloomy look, Xia Jiujiu couldn't help but feel a chill.

This good-natured bad guy is sick again?

Or did he hit the devil?

Xia Jiujiu, who suddenly felt a chill coming, had no choice but to hold her little arms and trot towards Mo Xiyan.

"Hey! Bad guys, what's going on here? ”

Xia Jiujiu looked at this appearance, his eyes were full of doubts, and he even called several times, but Mo Xiyan was unmoved.

Looking at Mo Xiyan, who had lost his mind, Xia Jiujiu stretched out his small white hand and shook it vigorously in front of his eyes......

A trace of astonishment and happiness crossed the young man's deep eyes like the sea.

It's not six years ago, his girl is still there, she won't go missing again, and he won't miss it again.

For the rest of his life, he just wanted to do everything he could to hold her tight.

In the next second, in Xia Jiujiu's unexplained eyes, Mo Xiyan grabbed her slender wrist and forcefully took it.

The girl plunged headlong into the warm and firm embrace of the teenager like weightlessness.

In the narrow and deep phoenix eyes, there are emotions that are difficult to control.