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Mo Xiangwan raised his head, with a hint of childish naughtiness in his eyes, "It's not bitter at all! Why don't I tell you about my childhood! At that time, I was so naughty. My adoptive mother had a headache when she saw me, but my younger brother liked it very much. Me, stick me tight..."

The two sat face to face in front of the fireplace, one eloquently and dancing about the funny stories of youth, and the other with a smile on his mouth, listening carefully to the naughty daughter she couldn't participate in.Fiction Rankings
The shadows of the two were projected on the fireplace by the light of the living room, jumping together with the firelight, it was simply the most vivid picture that Wen Ji'an had seen for so many years.

It just so happened that Hei Zeyao came out after taking a shower and wiping his hair. As soon as he walked down the stairs, Wen Ji'an mysteriously made a "shh" gesture and stopped him from speaking.

Kurosawa Yao looked at the two very similar figures by the fireplace, smiled knowingly, turned around and went upstairs again. [

On this day, Mo Xiangwan chatted with Ling Jiaye for a long time.

Mo Xiangwan has never been so childish as tonight for many years, as if he wanted to show Ling Jiaye the treasure that had been hidden in the corner for many years. As if meeting a friend whom I haven't seen for many years, I want to tell Ling Jiaye all the stories about myself.

Obviously, Ling Jiaye is also an excellent listener. He not only showed surprised expressions at Mo Xiangwan's suspenseful jokes, but also cooperated with her in making various expressions. There is only one purpose for all the expressions, and that is her eager I hope to know everything about Mo Xiangwan.

When Mo Xiangwan finally realized that it was late and it was time to let Ling Jiaye go back to his room to sleep, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

God, Mo Xiangwan doesn't know how excited he is tonight!Even though she had spent sixteen hours on a plane and two hours on a car, she still had such energy?

Mo Xiangwan stuck out her tongue, "Did I delay your sleep?" She scratched her head, "Sorry, I forget the time when I get excited!"

Ling Jiaye's eyes were still shining, without any sleepiness, but she gently advised Mo Xiangwan, "It's getting late, you should go to bed! Are you tired today?"

Mo Xiangwan shook her head, she was too embarrassed to continue the chat, otherwise it would be dawn, "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, she yawned big.

Ling Jiaye glared at her, "Hurry up and go upstairs to sleep! Tomorrow is Saturday, and children from the orphanage will come over. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep until you wake up naturally."

Mo Xiangwan nodded, "I'm going upstairs now!"

After waiting for Mo Xiang to go downstairs for a long time at night, Ling Jiaye lightly turned off the light in the living room on the first floor, and sat down in front of the fireplace.

After listening to Mo Xiangwan's story, Ling Jiaye didn't feel sleepy at all.

Wen Ji'an heard that there was no sound downstairs, so he tiptoed down from the room on the second floor. In the darkness, only the light of the fire in the fireplace was slightly dazzling. Ling Jiaye sat with his back facing him, motionless.

Wen Ji'an sighed, walked over, leaned over and kissed Ling Jiaye's forehead, "Honey, it's late at night!"

Ling Jiaye reached out and grabbed Wen Ji'an's hand on his shoulder, and the man sat down beside her. Ling Jiaye instantly rested his head on the man's solid shoulder.

"Old Wen, I used to resent God, why did I suffer so much!" Ling Jiaye suddenly said.

Wen Ji'an didn't answer.

Ling Jiaye went on to say, "But now I know that God has treated me well! The blessings I enjoy now may not be achieved by others who have cultivated for several lifetimes!" [