CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Mo Xiujin's voice echoed slowly in the living room until it finally turned back to dead silence.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly at the moment, leaving a blank for the two people in the living room.

Mo Jue's fingers gave a slight meal and continued to tap his knee. His eyes looked at Mo Xiujin with a deeper examination.

He was not surprised that Mo Xiujin would say so. Among these children, if other people are sunflowers growing in the sunshine, even if there is wind and rain, they always want the warm sun, then Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin are the people growing on the edge of the black-and-white line.

For them, everything is heaven and earth, and the rules of any world are not constraints for them.

As long as it flickers gently, the dark world may also become his direction.

Especially Mo Xiujin, who lived in such an environment since childhood, has parents like Mo Sheng and Lisa. His education and ideas since childhood are somewhat distorted. In addition, he is much smarter and has a heavier mind than Mo Xiulin and Mo Xiuqian, so he will naturally think about things a little deeper than others.

However, intelligence was mistaken by intelligence. Many people who went astray were once top geniuses.

Eukins. Yan, talina, Mo Sheng, Tan Tian

Which one is not amazing?

In contrast, Jian Yi is better.

There are enough concerns around him to hold him tightly. There are Ning Jiwei's father as an example, Jian Haixi's gentle mother, brother and sister. There are too many reasons not to allow him to make mistakes and go astray

But what about Mo Xiujin?

This is why Mo Jue pays more attention to and worries about Mo Xiujin. He is too smart and "free". Such a person is the most "dangerous".

Several people upstairs didn't know what to say. After a burst of harsh piano sound, the sound of laughter suddenly rang through the whole villa.

Mo Xiujin's eyes suddenly moved from the floor lamp in the living room to the stairs leading to the second floor.

He looked at it in a daze. He didn't know whether it was lined by the light or something. The dim look in his eyes slowly faded down, replaced by subconscious confusion and longing.

Of course, Mo Jue didn't miss his change at this moment. Looking at the boy in front of him, his eyes gradually softened.

No matter how mature the little guy pretends, he is still a child at the bottom of his heart.

And to say care, aren't those upstairs the softest parts of his heart?

"Go up, remember, don't go too far."

Mo Jue raised his chin toward the building and looked at his eyes with a touch of tenderness and favor.

Mo Xiujin's eyes lit up, the radian of the corner of his mouth raised greatly, and said with a smile, "then I'll go up."

Then he ran towards the stairs.

Looking at his happy back, Mo Jue smiled and shook his head. Anyway, no one can tell what will happen in the future. Why worry about it at this moment.

Besides, they can definitely keep a few cubs safe.

"Uncle Mo Jue."

Mo Xiujin, who had just stepped two steps, stepped again at this time. He turned his head and looked at Mo Jue, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "you should know how to cherish fragrance and jade. Aunt Qiao is so good. If you don't hurry up, don't cry with us when she is robbed."

The tenderness of Mo Jue's eyes disappeared in an instant. Just about to stare at him, the bear child had blinked and disappeared.

"Smelly boy..."

Mo Jue looked at the empty stairs and laughed and scolded for a long time.

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second floor.

Different from only one floor lamp in the living room on the first floor, the ceiling lamp on the second floor is bright at this time, illuminating every corner of the room. The wind blowing from the balcony lifted the curtain of the floor to ceiling window and slowly fluttered a corner.

Even the lights on the patio outside are on, which makes it warm in the lifeless house.

At this time, the hall, which has almost never seen people, has a circle of people around with the newly moved piano as the center.

Mo Xiuqian is standing in front of the piano and watching Su ri'an spread her hands depressed.

Even if he couldn't see it, Su ri'an could feel the girl's depression. He smiled and said in a warm voice, "don't worry. Take your time. It's like this when many people touch the piano for the first time."

"Xiuqian, this is a piano key, not a stone. Why are you so hard?"

Mo Xiulin stood by and looked at his sister and the piano. He always felt that he saw two words on Mo Xiuqian and the piano respectively, which together was "eight character incompatibility".

"Hum, it's ok if you really want me to hit a stone." Mo Xiuqian stamped her feet, pointed to the piano in front of her and pursed, "let me sit here and play the piano. I can't use too much force. It's torture me in disguise."

His angry face made the people beside him laugh.

Even Shao Li and Jiang ruting, who was bored and pulled over by Jian Rui, laughed low.

Jian Rui patted Mo Xiuqian on the shoulder and couldn't stand up with a smile.

As soon as Mo Xiujin came up, he saw the people laughing together. Mo Xiuqian poked the keys with chagrin.

Even though it was an ordinary picture, Mo Xiujin still felt like he saw warmth and sunshine.

The gloom at the bottom of his eyes was gradually diluted by such a scene. Mo Xiujin hung his usual smile on his face. As he walked towards the people, he joked with Mo Xiuqian: "second sister, make a joke."

Seeing his provocation, Mo Xiuqian groaned, "don't laugh. You have the ability to try."

"Oh, just try." Mo Xiujin held his hands and gently picked his eyebrows.

Mo Xiuqian snorted and looked at him. They were together almost every day. Neither of them had touched this thing. She didn't believe it. Mo Xiujin couldn't make jokes.

When he said that, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him, and Mo Xiuqian automatically stood aside to make room for him.

As like as two peas, he thought he had no difficulty in it. But when he came to the piano, he saw what was exactly the same black and white keys.

Su ri'an sat next to him and felt his approach. He smiled and said, "I asked Shaoli to stick a simple score on the keys. Your hand is flat on it like me."

He said, pointing to duo's position: "the index finger is right here."

Mo Xiujin put his ten fingers according to the posture he said.

Su ri'an's tone is gentle. Compared with Mo Jue Mo Feng's severity and coarseness, he seems to be talking to a friend, not teaching others at all.

Mo Xiujin is a little embarrassed.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Jian Rui and Mo Xiuqian stood by holding hands, covering their mouths and laughing. They were stared at by Mo Xiujin.

"Try to press it down." Su Tian whispered, "like me."

He said, pressing a key, waiting for Mo Xiujin to learn. Thinking of Mo Xiuqian's piano playing strength just now, he hurriedly added: "don't use too much force, just gently."

"Poof ~"

Jianrui couldn't help laughing.

Mo Xiujin blushed and looked at the dorami marked with "123" on the piano key. He thought and pressed it gently.

He can't point, only his index finger clumsily pressed.

But the crowd slowly quieted down.

"This song is..." Jian Rui was surprised. Mo Xiujin played eukins. The moon written by Yan.