Slowly approaching, Mo Pinglan's hand rested on the table, "Say I'm like Xizi, are you itchy skin?" ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Come here."

Chang'an stood up, but it was a gesture of escape, "I don't." ”

"Do you want me to come over and get you?"

"What are you going to do?"

"You'll find out when you come here."

Chang'an looked left and right, this was at home he didn't dare to do anything to himself, so he stood up and walked over.

Mo Pinglan grabbed her hand and pulled the person to her thigh.

Chang An thought he was going to fall, so he quickly hugged his neck.

lowered his head and met her eyes, "Chang'an, it's also light to throw yourself into your arms, my injuries are not healed yet." ”

Chang'an blushed angrily, she struggled to get up, but she pressed Mo Pinglan's waist, and she didn't know where he pressed, she only felt sour and numb, and couldn't move.

His handsome face was so close that he was about to kiss him.

It's not that Chang'an hasn't kissed Mo Pinglan.

When she went to study on Hong Kong Island, she followed the British Yankees, and when she came up happily, she hugged Mo Pinglan's face and kissed her, pretending to be stupid and pretending to be stupid, just to make Mo Pinglan cheap, but it was the first time it happened like this.

The eyes are entangled and brought into a deep whirlpool-like depth, and sparks are raging.

Mo Pinglan likes Chang'an's eyes and her looks, he has an impulse for her, since he was fifteen years old, this twisted carnal desire makes him want to possess her and destroy her, more often than not, he wants to escape from her.

Regarding Chang'an's complicated feelings, I'm afraid he can't explain it himself.

At this time, looking at her bright little face, Mo Pinglan no longer needed to clarify himself, he slowly lowered his head, the Adam's apple slid down, and seeing her slowly close her eyes, he hooked his thin lips and kissed it......

"Young master, your tea is here......"

Bi Tao's appearance broke the undercurrent between the two people, and Bi Tao, a big girl, was so ashamed that her face was flushed, and she put down the tea tray and ran away.

Chang'an was also ashamed, she struggled to get out of Mo Pinglan's arms, but she held him tightly.

"Don't move, I'm hurt."

"Get me up, you're hurt."

The two men said the same excuse, and they didn't know whether to get up or sit.

Mo Pinglan was a little irritable, he lowered his head to block the words she had just spit out, and kissed her heavily.

That night, the two of them did a lot of work but didn't kiss.

This should be Chang'an's first kiss in the strict sense.

His lips and tongue hurt a little, he couldn't breathe very well, his body was soft and numb, but his heart still liked it, his mind was floating and rising and falling, and his mouth was full of his smell, which spread to his lungs.

That night, Chang'an moved back to his new house.

Although there was a kiss in the garden, nothing happened that night, and the two of them still covered each with a quilt.

In the next few days, Mo Pinglan's body slowly recovered, and nothing happened. Because of that kiss, Chang'an would blush and heartbeat at first, but slowly she found that Mo Pinglan was still indifferent to her, not far from self-denial.

Chang'an is not a person who can endure her temperament, although she also wants to cool down, but she feels uncomfortable when she looks at Mo Pinglan every day.

She couldn't hide this kind of discomfort, and the little face was clearly written, and she didn't think about it a lot after only a few days of hard work.

After Mo Pinglan recovered from his injury, he went to work in the business bank, and he rarely went out early and returned late to see each other, and the two of them became the most common mode of getting along between wealthy couples, which was plain but normal.

But Chang An knows that it's not normal, they are newlyweds, and they should be as sweet as they were that day in the garden, but now they are not half as good to him as his brother, is he still angry?

Mo Pinglan can't use ordinary people's thoughts to guess him, and he can't guess at all, but Chang'an doesn't want any conflicts between him and his father, they are her dearest people, and she doesn't want them to become enemies.

So no matter what Mo Pinglan did, she tried her best to cover it up for him, and Chang'an had never suffered such a grievance.

But later, when she experienced more, she realized that such a grievance was not a grievance at all.

Two days later, it was Chang'an's birthday.

Last year, her birthday was celebrated on Hong Kong Island. The classmate held a birthday dance party for her, as well as a big cake, and what made her happiest was that Mo Pinglan actually rushed over across the ocean and brought gifts from her father and himself. Her father didn't have any intentions, the little yellow croaker that has not changed for thousands of years, and Mo Pinglan not only gave her a small yellow croaker, but also bought her the latest Swiss watch, this thing is very expensive, more expensive than gold and jade, but it is so novel and beautiful, and it is shiny and shiny on the white and slender wrist, Chang'an suddenly feels that he is three points more beautiful.

But this year...... He probably forgot.

Dad was sick and Xue Xue was not around, Mo Changan didn't want to have any birthday, this morning Bi Tao brought her a bowl of longevity noodles and round boiled eggs, "Miss, congratulations on your eighteenth birthday." ”

Chang'an frowned, "Who made you do this?" ”

"Of course it's the master, by the way, you hurry up and change into beautiful clothes, you can wear beautiful clothes for your birthday today, and we will give you a birthday in a while."

Chang'an's face was disappointed, "What about Brother Pinglan?" Didn't he come back last night? ”

"I heard that there was something wrong with his business yesterday, and he went to Yangyang County, I don't know if he can come back today."

"Oh." Chang'an couldn't hide his disappointment, but he couldn't pick on this matter, he was for business.

Changed into a cheongsam, wearing black leather shoes on his feet, Chang'an sat in the hall and waited for the people to pay their respects, and Bi Tao and Geng Qing were by their side to give them red envelopes.

When they all worshipped, Geng Qing and Bi Tao also bowed, Bi Tao's mouth was sweet, "I hope that Miss will always be young and beautiful, and she will love and love the young master Qin Se and Ming En." ”

Chang'an personally took her an embroidered purse, "Thank you." ”

Geng Qing snorted for a long time before looking up at Chang'an, "Miss, I hope you will always be happy." ”

At that moment, Chang'an felt that his sadness had been fully opened and exposed.

Although Geng Qing was silent, he could see clearly and knew that Chang'an was not happy at all.

In order to celebrate his daughter's birthday, Mo Ruqian took an extra puff of cigarettes, and he gave two small yellow croakers from Chang'an this year, and his eyes were full of love when he put them in the palm of his daughter's hand.

He is not a good person as before, but he has given this daughter a lifetime of warmth, and he hopes that she will live a good life, more than anyone else.

For the sake of her future, he and his wife Xuan Ning betrayed the organization and killed the future successor of the organization, if there is really any retribution, it must be retribution, Chang'an is innocent, she should be happy.

But, will it?

At dinner, Xue Wei's birthday gift was finally delivered from Hong Kong Island, and Chang'an opened it to see that it was a bright red velvet dress.

The letter said that this was designed by Xue Mo herself and then made by a tailor, integrating the most popular styles, so that Chang'an must wear it, which is her birthday and wedding gift.

Chang'an was very happy, and went to change it on the spot, and as soon as she walked out, everyone's eyes were straight.

Chang'an is beautiful, and it looks particularly good in red.

The beautiful skirt is ankle-length, and the slim style wraps the figure exquisitely, but the loose skirt seems to deliberately gather the beauty of Chang'an, only half revealing with the footsteps.

Chang'an turned in a circle, the skirt left like an open bud blooming, and Bi Tao praised: "Miss, you are so beautiful." ”

Mo Ruqian also had pride in his eyes, "I have a daughter in my family, Chang'an, and I will have a drink with my father." ”

"Dad, don't drink."

"This is your daughter red sent by Fourth Uncle Yang, I was supposed to take it out and drink it when you got married, but ...... Chang'an, dad is sorry for you. ”

Chang'an knew what her father meant, she shook her head, "Dad, what are you talking about." I grew up eating the best, and I can't finish talking about your kindness to me for three days and three nights. So, I don't need any luxurious wedding, as long as you and Brother Pinglan are good, I'll be satisfied. ”

"What a sensible child, it's almost full, dad wishes you a happy birthday."

"Thank you, Dad."

The two of them also mentioned Mo Pinglan again, especially Mo Ruqian, he was silent, and he didn't seem to be angry at Mo Pinglan for not coming back to celebrate his daughter's birthday, but his heart was surging, and he regretted that he didn't kill him last time.

"Chang'an also salutes Dad, I wish you a speedy recovery for the elderly."

As soon as he raised his cup, he heard Bi Tao shouting: "The young master is back, the young master is back." ”

Chang An raised his eyebrows, and said that Bi Tao was beating in his heart, and finally came back.

Mo Pinglan was dusty, threw his cloak when he entered the door, and first invited Mo Ruqian to sit next to Chang'an, "It's still too late to hurry up, Chang'an, happy birthday." ”

As he spoke, he handed over a small brocade box and looked at Chang'an with a smile.

Chang An looked down and saw the blood stains on the back of his hand, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, I touched it, and it didn't matter."

As he spoke, he pulled down the sleeve of his shirt to cover the abrasion on the back of his hand.

Chang'an grabbed his hand one step ahead of him and rolled up his sleeves.

"Oh my God, Brother Pinglan, what's wrong with you?"

It turned out that most of the flesh and skin on Mo Pinglan's arm were scratched, and it was still stained with mud and fine grains of sand.

His skin was white, and the wounds were particularly hideous.

"It's okay, Chang'an, you don't have to make a fuss, I'm a big man."

Chang'an didn't listen, she called in his attendant Xiaohai.

Xiao Hai said distressedly: "Miss Master, the young master was in a hurry to get home in a hurry and rode a horse after dark, and he fell off the horse and injured himself." ”

Mo Pinglan lowered the corners of his eyes and was a little embarrassed, "Don't say such a shameful thing, Chang'an, hurry up and open the gift and see if you like it?" ”

Chang'an pursed his lips, then opened the box.

Inside the box is a beaded flower, a simple flower shape, but the petals are all made of small rubies except for the stamens of the white pearls.

The hairpin gems and pearls are both made of the finest, but the workmanship is a little rough, and it looks like a novice.

Such an expensive bead will never be made by a novice, unless it is ......

Mo Pinglan's face flushed, "I made it, I thought it was very simple at first, but it wasn't very good to make, or I would have to find a master with good craftsmanship to wear it for you from scratch." ”

Chang'an snatched it over, "I don't want it, I just want this, it's so beautiful, Brother Pinglan, you help me put it on." ”

Mo Pinglan put beaded flowers in her plump hair, and this ruby took advantage of her sparkling Danfeng eyes, and with the red dress, he looked dumbfounded.

Chang An only touched her hair and smirked at first, and suddenly met Mo Pinglan's fiery eyes, her heart jumped, and she couldn't help blushing and lowering her head.

Mo Ruqian saw all the little bit of cattiness between the two of them, knowing that he was superfluous here, he stood up, "I'm a little tired, you two eat slowly." ”

"Dad, you can eat some more." Chang'an was shy to keep it, and Daddy did it too obviously.

Mo Ruqian glanced at her meaningfully and waved his hand, "No, Pinglan, accompany Chang'an for a birthday." ”

Mo Pinglan stood respectfully, "Congratulations to Dad." ”

When Mo Ruqian left, Chang'an said to Bi Tao, "Hurry up and bring the ointment." ”

Mo Pinglan grabbed her, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'll give you some medicine."

He shook his head, "No need, it's just a bruise, let's eat first, I'm hungry." ”

"When did you set off from Yangyang?"

Mo Pinglan washed his hands and face in the hands that Bi Tao held, "It's noon, I'm afraid of delaying your birthday, so I haven't even eaten." ”

Chang'an calculated, there are more than 100 miles from Yangyang County to here, and it is almost impossible to return to Yunzhou at dinner time from noon, thinking that people will be tired if they are not tired of horses, and they don't know how to run crazy all the way, no wonder they fell off the horse.

She was distressed and complained, "It's okay if you come back later." By the way, let's discuss with my dad that we will buy a car, you go everywhere, whether it is riding a horse or taking a carriage, it is much slower and inconvenient at night. ”

There is one car in Yunzhou now, but ordinary merchants don't have one.

Mo Pinglan's eyes lit up, "Okay?" I heard that this car is very expensive. ”

"How expensive can it be? There are cars all over Hong Kong Island, are they all richer than our family? It's Daddy who is too old-fashioned, I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

Mo Pinglan shook his head, "Forget it, the roads in Yunzhou are fine, many of them are mountain roads in other places, and you can't drive a car." ”

"Even if you run around in Yunzhou, you can save effort, so it's decided, you come to eat first. Give, your favorite braised beef. ”

Mo Pinglan picked up his wine glass, "Chang'an, happy birthday." ”

"Thank you, Brother Pinglan."

"Chang'an, you still don't remember that I once said that there was a secret that I would tell you when you were eighteen years old."

Chang'an was about to peel the shrimp, she looked at Mo Pinglan suspiciously, she thought that only he remembered, he was so indifferent to him, he had long forgotten about the past.

Nodding, she sucked the soup off her hand, her tender little tongue lingering on her fingers and red lips, "Well, remember." ”

He blinked mysteriously, "I'll tell you later." ”

Chang'an aroused his curiosity, "What, can't you say it now?" ”

Looking at the delicacies on the table, Mo Pinglan shook his head, "I can't say it now, or I won't have the heart to eat." ”

Even if he was hungry, Mo Pinglan still adhered to his usual habit of just a bowl of rice.

He finished eating first when he came back this night, and sat down to pick out the meat in the crab claws for Chang'an, and the plate next to him was full of crab legs and round crab shells without legs.

Mo Pinglan said to Bi Tao: "Take it down and eat it for everyone, it was all broken overnight." ”

Bi Tao smiled: "Every time Miss eats crabs, it is cheaper than those boys." ”

Chang'an has had this problem since he was a child, and he is a picky eater. Not to mention that she doesn't eat eight of the ten kinds of vegetables, and she only eats the meat in the crab claws, but she also loves to eat it very much. Daddy Mo once cooked a plate of crab claws for her to eat, and she actually cried, saying that it was not that it was torn off the crab claws and was not delicious.

In this way, the pampered little ancestor folded in Mo Pinglan's hands and pinched him round and flattened, so it can only be said that maybe the two of them had debts in their previous lives, and it was Chang'an who owed Mo Pinglan a love debt.

Seeing Mo Pinglan's hard work in picking crab claws, she snatched the crab claws in his hand and put them down, "I'm full." ”

"Don't you really want to eat it?"

Chang'an nodded, "I can't wait to hear your secret." ”

"Okay, go back and wash your hands first, and I'll take you somewhere."

Chang'an saw that he was mysterious, and there was a little sour joy in his heart, and those who didn't experience this kind of mixed joy will never understand.

Because the crab smelled fishy, Mo Pinglan washed his hands with the mung bean noodles and chrysanthemum leaves that he had prepared a long time ago, and washed them again with soap, he put it on the end of his nose and smelled it, but there was still a faint fishy smell.

He has never liked seafood, but Chang'an's family likes seafood, and he pretended to like it in order to integrate in and please her, and once even his face was swollen into a pig's head, and the ghost knows how much disgust he endured when he peeled the crab just now.

He simply took a shower and changed his clothes, and when he came out, he was suddenly stunned.

It turned out that Chang'an was standing by the window waiting for him, because she had drunk some wine, her little face was crimson, and her eyes became more and more charming and affectionate. The shape of the curvaceous neck, shoulders, arms and even the chest are revealed under the soft fabric, which makes the blood run high.

He licked his lips and released a glint in his eyes, like a hungry wolf.

Chang'an hurriedly turned around when he heard the footsteps, "Washed?" ”

"Well, I'll take you somewhere."

Mo Pinglan's hand reached over and grabbed her soft and boneless little hand.

The two of them are childhood sweethearts, and they have been holding hands since they were children, but tonight Chang'an actually felt his heart beating wildly.

He twisted slightly in her palm, "Nervous? ”

"Nope." Chang An shook his head, and there seemed to be clear water flowing in his eyes.

Mo Pinglan's eyes darkened, and he held her hand a little tighter, "Let's go." ”

Chang'an followed him to the rockery in the back garden.

When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Mo Pinglan took out a white silk handkerchief from his arms, "Chang'an, close your eyes." ”

Chang An didn't know what he was going to do, so he smiled and asked, "What is this?" ”

"It's a mystery."

Chang An blinked, then obediently closed his eyes.

Mo Pinglan put a handkerchief over her eyes, then took her hand and raised it above her head to make her turn a few times.

Chang'an didn't know what he was going to do, but she knew that as long as Mo Pinglan had a heart, he would come up with a lot of tricks, of course, he had never been attentive to her, but just gave some small favors within his ability. She Mo Changan doesn't lack anything, but she lacks his little favors, and it has become a habit after a long time, and she always feels that he is very good to herself.

Mo Pinglan opened the rockery door and pulled her in.

Chang'an was blindfolded and couldn't see everything, she was full of fear of the road under her feet, and the only thing she could rely on was to hold Mo Pinglan's hand tightly. She thought it was just a small emotional game, but she didn't know that this blind experience was still beneficial, many years later, she listened to the wind outside the window with a white veil on her eyes, but at that time there was no Mo Pinglan's hand to rely on, she was like being thrown into the wilderness of time, full of darkness and unable to find a way, afraid to despair.

She heard the sound of squirming, and followed Mo Pinglan to untie her blindfolded veil, "Okay, Mo Changan, happy eighteenth birthday!" ”

"Ah, it's beautiful." Chang'an's eyes widened, because of the sudden light, she felt that the light of those candles had burned into her eyes.

It turned out that Mo Pinglan had arranged her secret cave, lit a circle of small candles on the ground, and made it into the shape of a heart, with layers of flowers on the psychological side.

Her surprise was undisguised, her eyes widening as she watched it all, and she couldn't wait to lock it all in.

"Brother Pinglan, thank you."

Mo Pinglan reached out and pinched her chin, making her look up into his eyes.

"Chang'an." His voice is infinitely gentle, and his eyes are doting.

Chang'an felt in a trance that his black eyes were the bottomless Peach Blossom Pool, and she was likely to indulge in them and never get out again.

"Chang'an, I'll tell you my secret now, it's ......" He leaned over her ear, and his voice was like a naughty little worm burrowing into it, "When you reach the age of eighteen, I will definitely you hard, make you cry and let you go to heaven." ”

Chang'an was scared!

She looked at him with wide eyes, how old was he at that time, fourteen or fifteen years old, how could he have such a dirty idea?

"But you little thing can't wait, and you dare to drug me, I'll let you try it tonight, I can do it until you can't get out of bed without drugs!"

Mo Pinglan has been frail and sickly since he was a child, even after arriving at the Mo family, he has been using medicine all year round, and later he grew up and got better, but the smell of medicine seems to be soaked in his bones, and he likes to read, and he always gives people a gentle and elegant feeling when he wears a robe on weekdays, so scholars and sick seedlings are synonymous with him, and it is the first time I have seen Chang'an to say foul words like this.

But this kind of Mo Pinglan is a little different, which makes Chang'an's heart even more chaotic.

Suddenly, I became so shy.

He didn't give her almost flinch, his slender fingers slowly found the zipper on the back of the skirt, and he said in her ear: "Yin Xuewei made this dress for you, do you know that I need to open it for you to take it off?" ”

The girl who was so generous in Chang'an on weekdays also gave him a word that was shameless, "Brother Pinglan, don't." ”

"Don't do this, or do it?" The man's voice was a little more evil, and Chang An felt that he had been pinched in his hand and changed shape.

The red candles are swaying, the flowers are quietly spitting fragrant, and in the hidden cave, Chang'an ushered in its own late night of candles in the cave.

The first time was in the cave, the second time was in the bathroom, and he was supposed to take her to the bath, but it got out of control again. Mo Pinglan frowned and enjoyed the beauty, Mo Changan was a big smoke to him, and it was involuntary to be addicted to it and lose control.

At night, the little woman who had been tossed four or five times rolled up the quilt and slept on Zhengxiang, but Mo Pinglan couldn't sleep, he looked down, her face was still with a tempting pink, and her tender cheeks were like shelled eggs, as if she could pinch out the water.

He couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and slowly rub her baby-like smooth cheeks.

The fingers, slowly descending, were placed on her neck, gradually tightening......