Mo Xiaomo was obviously speechless about this demonic-looking man, it had only been a few hours since we met, as long as he opened his mouth, he would mention the word marriage, Mo Xiaomo trembled his eyebrows and said, "Uncle, you hate marriage so much, let me be good, so let's do it, I'll personally find you a good one to marry another day." 【Fengyun Reading Network. I'm at least seven or eight years away from the legal age of marriage, so it's not good to delay you. ”

"I don't care, I find a woman to marry left and right, it doesn't matter if it's early or late." Xu Mo was still smiling.

Mo Xiaomo was speechless and thought to himself. Male supporting adult, can you always be a little conscious of being a male supporting adult? Your true daughter is still waiting for you in half a month, you always smile at her, I really want to contract you without negotiating~!

Don't forget to cast deep contempt for this undetermined lewd ~ trivial woman, reminded. "Sister, this male partner is a smiling tiger, don't be deceived!"

Mo Xiaomo ignored and ignored the contemptuous words of the system monarch, and said with a dry smile, "I am not very optimistic about a marriage without an emotional foundation." ”

"That's why Uncle Mo will let you go back to China, and in the past few years before you marry me, we can get along slowly~." Xu Mo was still smiling, and his gentle and nice voice deliberately accentuated the word getting along. This made Mo Xiaomo very congested, she seemed to believe a little bit in the words of the system gentleman, this product is really difficult, it is simply an old fritter that does not enter the oil and salt!

Mo Xiaomo raised her eyebrows, feeling that she really couldn't even laugh dryly.

Xu Mo was very satisfied with this conversation, smiled and carried his little sister back to the room, and after coming out of the room, he didn't see the girl, frowning and looking for a while, only to see the girl in the white dress standing barefoot on the nine-curved corridor.

The red paper lantern, under the dim light, added a little hazy and unreal to the girl's petite back. Xu Mo walked out of the flower hall, looking at the girl who was standing in the moonlight with her head raised and didn't know what she was thinking, for some reason, there was always a voice in his heart telling him, it was her, close to her, you were looking for her.

As the girl said, yes, he was not optimistic about this marriage either, and it was unacceptable for him to marry a child who could call him uncle. Since he was born, he has never really done what he wants to do, the ancestor of the Xu family, everything is based on the honor and disgrace of the family, and the rest, heh, can only think about it. He tried to do everything well, and by the age of ten he had read all the lessons he had to take, hoping to do what he wanted, but he was still held back by his family. Even if he inherited the position of head of the family at the age of eighteen, he could not do as he pleased. It wasn't until four years ago that he learned that as long as he married the only daughter of the Mo family, he could get the freedom he wanted.

Staring at the girl's side face looking at the night sky, waist-length straight hair, moving slightly with the wind, thinking that since you don't hate it, let's try to get along.

Xu Mo raised his slender legs and walked towards the girl, looking from behind, he saw that the girl had been tilting her head back and not lowering her head since she had just started, thinking about what she was looking at. After walking over, I saw that the woman was drooling very unfiguratively, looking at the raspberry of a tree on the edge of the corridor and drooling.

Xu Mo......

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Mo Xiaomo sucked the drool, his eyes did not leave the fruit tree, and he touched his stomach and said, "I seem to be hungry." ”

Xu Mo......

A few minutes later, Mo Xiaomo sat on the floor of the cloister, drooling at the reddish-purple raspberries in the bamboo basket, she actually wanted to eat it immediately, but the only remaining conscience told her that the one on the tree had not come down yet, so it was not good to eat it like this. Fu looked up again at a man who was pulling his trouser legs and rolling up his sleeves to pick raspberries on the tree. With an earnest face, he also reminded him to be careful from time to time.

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