Don't mess with the rich girl

On the rooftop, moxiao cloud was bathed in the sun, and his skin became dark. He was no longer the little boy with white and tender skin at first sight.

"Master, what are you looking for me?" moxiaoyun saw that it was moxiao River coming up and sat up straight to show respect.

"Just call me brother mo." Mo Xiaohe pursed his lips and said calmly.

"Oh, brother mo." Mo Xiaoyun called him honestly.

"How is your physical condition now?" moxiaohe opened another chair and sat opposite moxiaoyun.

"It's almost good." Mo Xiaoyun answered Mo Xiaohe like a routine. He always felt at a distance from him, not as free as Mu Qingqing.

"I have these abilities because I lost your blood, right?" all the time, moxiaohe wanted to find out these abilities, and only the little guy moxiaoyun could ask.

"Yes." Mo Xiaoyun hung his head and looked a little dignified. "What abilities do you have?"

"I can hear farther, and my eyesight is much better than before. Moreover, I feel like I have a magnetic field." Mo Xiaohe doesn't hide. These abilities are given by Bai Mo Xiaoyun. He must know better.

Mo Xiaoyun's little hand was slightly clenched, and he was wearing a gray cardigan coat. Obviously, he was thick enough, but he still felt cold.

"Your wound still hurts. I have medicine here. You take it back and apply it. It's powdery. You should paste it with some water." Mo Xiaoyun took his backpack from one side, took out a blue powdery medicine packed in a glass test tube and handed it to Mo Xiaohe.

"Don't look at the dose, just a little nail cover at a time is enough." Mo Xiaoyun saw through his idea and gave a warm hint.

"Thanks." moxiaohe put the test tube into his coat pocket. "Tell brother Mo honestly that you lost a quarter of your blood to me, which gave me supernatural ability. Did you also lose this part of your ability?"

Mo Xiaoyun raised his head, and his eyes were complex and inconsistent with his age.

"You're right." for a long time, Mo Xiaoyun sighed helplessly, held his cheeks in his hands and looked at the distant mountains.

The scenery in late autumn is not completely desolate, and the mountains are still green, but no matter how beautiful the scenery on earth is, it is not the mountain of m-122 nebula.

"Is there any way to return the blood to you?" moxiaohe frowned and his expression became serious. He didn't want to owe others for nothing, even aliens.

"There's no way, the lost can't come back." Mo Xiaoyun said dejectedly.

"Blood purification?" Mo Xiaohe had a very bold idea in his heart.

"Then you have to change the blood all over your body. Do you want to die?" Mo Xiaoyun's tone was very flat, but he knew it was impossible. It's not worth letting a human risk his life for another in order to let the alien obtain his original ability.

"In addition to losing this part of your ability, is there any other impact?" moxiaohe asked seriously.

"Can't fix the chandelier in the future? Is it an influence?" Mo Xiaoyun said half jokingly.

"Because of the magnetic field?" moxiaohe half knew and half understood, so he had to verify moxiaoyun.

"Yes, my magnetic field has weakened, and I can't do many things. Maybe sometime in the future, I will become like you." after a pause, he added: "I, an alien, have a cold. Hospitals on earth can't cure it. Eating will make my intestines and stomach uncomfortable, and even my skin will become wrinkled."

The more you listen to it, the frown of moxiao River tightens and loses a quarter of his blood. The consequences are quite serious for moxiao Yun, an alien.

"Master, don't think about returning the blood to me. It can't be purified. Even if it is purified, it can't be transfused back into my body." Mo Xiaoyun shrugged and didn't care about it.

The conversation was in full swing, but mu Qingqing went up to the roof. Mo Xiaoyun quickly shut his mouth and looked at her with some guilt.

"Xiao Yun, look at this." Mu Qingqing brought the tea bowl and China upstairs with a wooden plate, and then put them on the small table. Staring at moxiao cloud with expectation.

Mo Xiaoyun looked at her unidentified, "master, these are broken."

"Cough." moxiaohe coughed twice and stared at Mu Qingqing with expectant eyes for a while. He understood the girl's idea and wanted moxiaoyun to restore the broken porcelain and tea bowl in front of him like the previous chandelier. "Isn't the little guy still in good health? It's not good for you to let him recover these things?"

Mo Xiaoyun just reacted. Master, this is to let him recover things with his own ability. He stared at his hand a little lonely. He couldn't do it anymore.

"Yes, I forgot this." Mu Qingqing looked lost. This is her favorite tea bowl all the time. The green color and the pattern on it make her feel very comfortable.

"Do you have to do this?" moxiaohe saw her loss and asked her what she meant.

"I like this tea set very much. Maybe I can't find it in the market." Mu Qingqing's white fingers gently rubbed the smooth porcelain, and he was very reluctant to give up.

Skilled craftsmen, who are as like as two peas, are the same as the Chinese.

"Really? Is uncle mo the one who can make porcelain?" Mu Qingqing remembers that Mu Anren said that the moxiaohe family opened a winery. Is it difficult that Mo Liming has other hobbies?

"It's from the MOH family, not my family."

Mu Qingqing was speechless. It's nice to have a huge family.

"Thank you first." Mu Qingqing took a smoke from the corner of his mouth, saying something insincere.

"Remember to invite me to dinner. This is the price of help." moxiaohe said with a smile.

The price was quite light. Mu Qingqing smiled faintly, "OK."

I thought sister-in-law Kang's affair was over. What Mu Qingqing didn't expect was that all kinds of gratitude and resentment with sister-in-law Kang had just begun.

After applying the medicine developed by Mo Xiaoyun, the scar on Mu Qingqing's face will be as good as before in less than a week. After removing the gauze, the skin on his face will become smoother and whiter than before.

"Sister, are we still going to the park tonight?" under the heavy night, aunt Qiong and Mu Qingqing sat in the living room, as well as the little devil moxiaoyun. Because Mu Qingqing said hello to him in advance, she had to say that going to the casino was going to the park, so that Aunt Qiong wouldn't be suspicious.

"No, I have to go to school tomorrow, and you have to rest early." Mu Qingqing yawned and felt tired. For several nights, she took moxiaoyun to the casino. She really didn't want to go out today, so she had to give up.

"Good night, aunt Qiong, good night, sister." Mo Xiaoyun said hello and skillfully went upstairs.

"Oh, this child is so good and not naughty. He listens to everything you say." aunt Qiong's heart has softened into a pool of mud. Mo Xiaoyun is young and quite sensible. Even Mu Anren praises him.

"Aunt Qiong, do you think it's time for children of his age to go to the first grade?" Mu Qingqing thought of what he said to her when moxiaohe came to visit. He can't let Mo Xiaoyun stay at Mu's house so idly, can't integrate into the normal society, and it's easy to make people doubt his identity.

"Yes, he's eight years old now. If he doesn't enter the first grade, he won't be sociable." aunt Qiong thought. Her children were in the second grade when they were eight. "It's not the same thing to send to preschool. Those children are too young. If they go in at his age, they will be very lonely."

"Well, this matter has to be discussed with my father." Mu Qingqing thought deeply. Although she had enough money to pay the tuition for Mo Xiaoyun, it was difficult for her to explain the origin of the money to Mu Anren. Mo Xiaoyun has to discuss with Mu Anren about going to school.

"By the way, your mother called yesterday and said, let me clean up the room here, and they're coming." aunt Qiong suddenly thought of it. Fortunately, she thought of it, otherwise Mu Qingqing didn't have any psychological preparation, and the day must be more sad at that time.

"Come and live?" Mu Qingqing slightly raised her eyebrows. Su Cuiyun had no news for so long and suddenly said she wanted to come. It really made her a little uncomfortable.

"It seems to say what procedures to go through, and I didn't ask about the details." aunt Qiong and Su Cuiyun never had much to talk about. In addition, Su Cuiyun never had a good face for her, and she didn't like to say anything to Su Cuiyun.

"Will they come over?" it's a matter of certainty. Mu Qingqing asks Mu Yichen if they will come over. I really miss my brother who hasn't seen him for so long.

"I don't know."

"You three never fight. Yi Chen is a boy and greedy is playful. You have a similar personality and know how to be considerate. Xiao you has been weak since childhood and can't play with you two." aunt Qiong also thinks of these two children. She looks at the grown-up children, sisters and brothers. If you say feelings, Mu Qingqing attaches the most importance to feelings. Mu Yichen ranks second, Mu Xiaoyou doesn't care about them.

Muqingqing didn't listen carefully. She couldn't resist the feeling of sleepiness. "Aunt Joan, I'll go to bed first."

"Go, go." Aunt Joan got up, turned off the TV and went upstairs.

After a week, Mu Qingqing completely didn't expect to have a monthly exam. She didn't see Xiao Huali for a few days. She was reborn and became mentally abnormal.

"Qingqing, the scar on your face will be complete so soon?" Xiao Huali was a little surprised. At that time, Mu Qingqing had only a pair of eyes wrapped around her head. It looked particularly serious. It took only a week. Her face returned to the original shape without scar. It really surprised Xiao Huali.

"It's expensive medicine. You don't have to mention it for every penny." Mu Qingqing waved his hand. "It's you. I haven't seen you for a few days. How can you adjust your mental state to be like beating chicken blood."