The door of Huo Qiyan's study was not closed.

Moyan poked into his head and found him sitting at his desk looking at a computer.

With a heart in his heart, Huo Qiyan looked up in the direction of the door.

"Come in." Huo Qi said.

Hearing this, Mo Yan pushed open the door and walked in, put his schoolbag on his desk, pulled a small stool, and sat down next to him.

Then she opened her bag and took out the books inside.

Huo Qiyan closed the computer, "What do you want to make up tonight?" ”

Ink smoke, "It's all right." ”

It looks like you look at it, and I don't pick it.

Huo Qiyan, "......"

"Then I won't talk about it today." Huo Qiyan asked, "Have you been listening carefully to the lectures these days?" ”

Mo Yan said obediently, "Listen." ”

Huo Qiyan hooked his lips, "Okay, I'll choose a few questions for you to do in the knowledge you have learned in the past few days, and see if you have anything you can't do." ”

Mo Yan didn't have any opinion, "Okay." ”

Huo Qiyan took a notebook from her schoolbag, and then in the pile of books in front of her, she chose a question for each subject and wrote it down, and after writing it, she gave the notebook to Moyan.

Mo Yan didn't doubt him, took the notebook, and did it seriously.

Huo Qiyan looked at her seriously doing the questions, and felt like supervising the children's homework.

Mo Yan only glanced at each question and quickly wrote out the answer.

After writing it, she gave the book to Huo Qiyan.

Huo Qiyan took it over to check, and finally found that all the questions were correct.

When his gaze fell on the last question, he raised an eyebrow.

This question was made by himself, and there was a certain degree of difficulty, and Mo Yan actually made it easily.

The guess in his heart was right, she was hiding it.

If he hadn't known that she was M today, he wouldn't have had the idea of testing her just now.

After all, they have all become well-known designers, how can it be that they only scored fifty-nine points in the high school test papers?

So now it is certain that her three test papers, which scored 59 points, are no coincidence.

Could it be that fifty-nine has any special meaning?

He even thought about his birthday, but unfortunately his birthday was not May 9th.

Is it related to that person?

She used to say drunk words, I will be strong and come to you.

Who is that person?

If you ask her directly, I don't think I will say it.

Like he asked her if they had met when she said, guess what?

Maybe she didn't think it was the right time?

And I don't want to tell him yet.

But the feeling he couldn't remember was really bad.

Huo Qiyan's eyes fell on Mo Yan's body.

Mo Yan met his gaze, feeling that his expression was a little more inquiring.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yan asked puzzled.

"Nothing." Huo Qiyan closed the notebook, "It's all right, I won't make it up tonight." ”

Ink smoke, "......"

She did it to prove that she had listened well to the lectures at school and got all the questions right.

Now because she got all the questions right, she won't be given make-up classes.

If you knew earlier, you would have done a few fewer dishes.

"Then I'll go back to my room." After Mo Yan finished speaking, he stood up and put the books on the desk back into his schoolbag one by one.

After Moyan returned to the room, he went to wash.

Huo Qiyan went downstairs, walked to the bar, took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, and drank it.

*

Mohism.

Yang Yue and Mo Yiyi saw today's hot search on the Internet, and their lungs were about to explode.

Mo Yan is really out of the limelight today.

Now the outside world knows that she is the eldest lady of the Mo family.

And she also scored Mo's.

"Mom, Mo Yan, how can she suddenly have the ability, she is now in the Mo Clan, so what should we do?" Mo Yiyi looked at the words that praised Mo Yan on the Internet, and was crazy with jealousy.

How can a person raised by a countryman be a well-known designer m, she still can't accept this fact.

She also wanted to do something to suppress the limelight of ink smoke.

Although Yang Yue was also very irritable, she had to admit that Mo Yan's move was very good, she came prepared, so that people couldn't find fault with it, and she beat people well.

"From now on, we can't underestimate ink smoke." Yang Yue also noticed, "Yiyi, she is here for the Mo family." ”

Mo Yiyi said anxiously, "Mom, then what should we do?" ”

"Don't worry." Yang Yue comforted her, "The relationship between her and your father is so stiff, your father will definitely find a way to force her out of the Mo family." ”

"That's just as well." Mo Yiyi said, "Then should we help Dad, Dad seems to hate ink smoke very much, let's do something, Dad shouldn't be angry." ”

"Let me think about it." Yang Yue fell into deep thought, and after a while, "Yiyi, isn't this weekend the World International Piano Competition held every five years. ”

"Yes." Mo Yiyi said, "What's wrong?" Mom. ”

"Yiyi, if you can get the first place in this piano competition, you will also be famous at that time, the first place in the world international piano competition, this reputation is enough to overshadow the limelight of Moyan this time, and it will also give your father and Mo's parents face at that time." Yang Yue said, "Mom has let you practice the piano since she was a child, and she did not hesitate to ask Jian Li, a pianist from the top Curles music school, to be your master at a high price, just for this moment." ”

"I didn't think of that." Mo Yiyi's mood suddenly improved, "Mom, I must win the first place." ”

"Hmm." Yang Yue touched her head, "I'll contact Teacher Jian Li later to see if there is any certainty that will make you shine in the piano competition." ”

"Okay, thank you Mom." Mo Yiyi said, "Then I'll go upstairs to practice." ”

*

Mo Yan washed up and came out of the bathroom, feeling thirsty, so he went downstairs to pour water to drink.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw Huo Qiyan sitting at the bar drinking.

Mo Yan walked over and shouted, "Brother Qi." ”

Huo Qiyan turned his head and saw Mo Yan in his pajamas.

He stood up and walked over to her.

Mo Yan looked at him inexplicably and didn't move.

Huo Qiyan stopped in front of her, then raised his hands under her armpits, lifted them up like a child, turned around, and put them on the stool.

Ink smoke, "......"

"Drunk?" Mo Yan asked.

"Hmm." Huo Qiyan's face did not change and said, "There is a little." ”

Mo Yan asked, "Then I'll go make you sobering tea?" ”

"Wait a minute." Huo Qiyan said, "You lower your head a little." ”

The stool was a bit tall, and although Mo Yan was sitting, he was half a head taller than him.

Mo Yan didn't know why, but obediently lowered his head.

"So obedient." Huo Qiyan said, "Then close your eyes again?" ”

Mo Yan obediently closed his eyes.

Huo Qiyan, "......"

Huo Qiyan saw her so obedient, and a trace of guilt arose in his heart.

But thinking that there was still someone in her heart, this guilt was suppressed by him again.

Whoever he is, it would be nice to squeeze him out of her heart.

Thinking so, he slowly leaned his face towards her, and hesitated as he was about to touch her lips.

Let's bear with it.

He moved to the side, finally kissed her on the lips and left.