Chapter 164: When is Mo Yan Xingchen (2)

"So my choice is not to count if I can." Xinglong's elegant smile gently spread on his face.

Seeing that Xinglong was always a light and light appearance, he couldn't help but smile stupidly: "You......"

"By the way, Wanrong, I've brought you a gift." Xinglong suddenly thumped his hands, "I'm sure you'll like it."

Wanrong shook her head: "Why do I think you have a bad feeling?"

Xinglong held Wanrong in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Follow me to see it, and you will know."

Xinglong just took Wanrong away.

The young man sitting on the stone chair gently put down the book in his hand when Xinglong left with Wanrong in his arms, looked at Xinglong's distant figure, and said to himself: "Daddy's numerology says that he will bring someone back this time, is Daddy going to take his mother to see that person now?" It seems to be very interesting, anyway, the book has been read, it is better to go and see it."

With that, the young man put the book away by himself, stood up, and happily ran in the direction from which Xinglong came.

At this time.

Xinglong walked towards a guest room with Wanrong, and suddenly saw a subordinate rushing out of the guest room in a panic.

"What's wrong with you?" Xinglong saw the person with a panicked face, frowned and asked.

When the man saw Xinglong, he immediately rushed forward and said tremblingly, "Old ...... Sir, the child you brought back...... The kid is gone."

"Gone?" Xinglong's brow furrowed even more.

Wanrong looked at Xinglong suspiciously, and asked, "Xinglong, what's the matter with the child?"

"It's not an illegitimate child, don't think too much about it, it's a child I picked up outside." Xinglong scratched Wanrong's nose, and then said: "This kid is more active, but I didn't expect to run around so quickly.It's okay, let's go back first, and when it's time for dinner, he will naturally find it."

"It really doesn't matter, does it?" Wanrong said worriedly, "Why do you want to bring the child back?"

"Didn't you say that Chen'er is too withdrawn and only likes books, just find him a companion, I believe this child can change Chen'er."

"Really?"

"Really~"

At this moment, Xingchen hid in the corner of the wall, looked at Xinglong and Wanrong who were leaving, and began to calculate again.

"Smack."

"It hurts."

An object smashed on the back of Xingchen's head, Xingchen turned around angrily, and saw a little boy sitting on the eaves holding a persimmon in one hand and eating happily, and throwing a persimmon in his hand with the other hand and catching it and then throwing it at Xingchen again.

This time, Xingchen caught the persimmon with one hand, but at the moment of catching it, he suddenly felt that his hand seemed to have a sticky feeling.

The corners of Xingchen's lips twitched and looked down at his hands, and found that his hands were sticky with persimmon juice, and it was clear that the young man sitting on the eaves had already opened a hole in the persimmon before throwing it to himself, and once he grabbed the persimmon, the persimmon juice would stick to Xingchen's hand.

"You are the son of Xinglong." The young man on the eaves looked at Xingchen with a sneer: "But that's it."

Xingchen looked at the boy on the eaves and threw the persimmon at the boy on the eaves.

The young man on the eaves threw the persimmons that the stars threw at him with the persimmons he was eating, and both persimmons flew away from him.

"You're what Daddy picked up from outside?"

"yes, it's the same thing as you."

"What's your name?"

"Mo Yan."