National Male God's Favorite: Kiss Goodbye, Sweetheart

Chapter 98 Three Year Old Liang Nuan Nuan
The man in the front row saw the two children playing through the rearview mirror, couldn't help but smiled, and reminded in a gentle voice, "Be careful not to hurt yourself."

Liang Nuannuan glared at Bei Xingchen, and said fiercely in a voice that only they could hear: "What about you, stay away from me."

"Be good, be quiet." With a deep voice, Bei Xingchen picked up the little girl from the side and put it on his lap.

Three-year-old Liang Nuannuan... is really too young.

Holding her was like holding a doll.

soft doll...

Sitting on Bei Xingchen's body, Liang Nuannuan rolled her eyes helplessly. After struggling a few times, she had no choice but to give up, and curled up in Bei Xingchen's arms helplessly.

Mo Xun's father thought it was two children playing around behind, and he didn't take it seriously.

The scenery outside the window was stretched into streamlines, Liang Nuannuan raised his head, his little head rested on Bei Xingchen's chest, his butterfly-like eyelashes slid across a perfect arc, and stared closely at the scene outside the window.

And... really 12 years ago.

She and Bei Xingchen went back to 12 years ago, what about Mo Xun?
Has his consciousness returned, too?
Such doubts continued until Liang Nuannuan saw Mo Xun, looked at his strange and gentle eyes, and realized that Mo Xun's consciousness had not returned.

Mo Xun's father held Xuemo with one hand, and Liang Nuannuan with the other, and walked into the house. Bei Xingchen followed casually, looking at the surrounding environment from the corner of his eye.

Mo Xun was dressed in simple home clothes and was holding a white water glass in his hand, then Mo Xun's father let go of his hand and pushed the two little girls beside him, "Xun'er, these are your sisters, Xuemo , cool and warm."

"And brother, Bei Xingchen." Bei Xingchen corrected in time.

Mo Xun's eyelids twitched, his eyes briefly swept around Liang Nuannuan and Bei Xingchen, and fell on Xuemo.

Xuemo grabbed Mo Xun's father by the corner of his clothes, and looked at the silver-haired and blue-eyed boy timidly.

Liang Nuannuan took a step back silently, grabbed Bei Xingchen's clothes, looked at Mo Xun with a faint expression, looked at Mo Xun who smiled faintly at Xuemo, curled his lips slightly, and stretched out his hand.

Liang Nuan frowned lightly, opened her thin lips slightly, and muttered in a low voice the voice that appeared in her hallucination a long time ago: "Hello, I'm Mo Xun, can I call you Momo?"

"Hello, I'm Mo Xun, can I call you Momo?" Mo Xun's light voice almost rang out at the same time as Liang Nuan Nuan, but it completely covered Liang Nuan Nuan's voice.

Xuemo's bright eyes fell on Mo Xun's hands, as if she let go of all her previous defenses and anxiety, she smiled sweetly, "Okay, Brother Mo."

Liang Nuannuan suddenly trembled all over, and pushed Bei Xingchen to the wall, and said softly with a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's over, it's over, this world is really fantastic."

Bei Xingchen pointed to Mo Xun and Xuemo over there, "See, they don't see us at all."

"That's right, his name is Xuemo, Momo. I don't call you Chenchen either." Liang Nuannuan echoed.

The corners of Bei Xingchen's mouth froze, and the image of Mo Xun calling him one by one was automatically filled in his mind, and goose bumps suddenly appeared, "Then don't shout, and don't think about me."

　Ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)