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Mo Nuan didn't answer, because her attention was on the top floor. She couldn't help asking, "who lives on the top floor?" She remembers that when she came last time, she only knew that there was a study on it. She didn't pay attention to whether there was a room or not. She just seemed to see Mo Ping mountain.

Wang Ma took a look, and then said with a smile, "that's the master's bedroom and study."

Mo Nuan slightly raises her eyebrows. When she just comes up, she pays attention. It seems that Mo Zixi and song Xueyi live on the second floor, while her room is on the third floor.

Mo Nuan's bedroom is a typical European princess style. From the bedstead to the wardrobe and the dresser, it is made of white pear wood. There are specially enlarged photos on the wall. The whole room is decorated with a little fresh air, which is very warm.

At a glance, the rover was attracted by the warm pictures on the wall.

Wang Ma and Mo Nuan, while making the bed, replaced a new set of bedding, clean action.

Seeing that Lu Chen's attention was not on their side, Wang Ma quietly took Mo Nuan's hand and said in a low voice, "Miss, I think you have a better eye for men than Mo Zixi. I just saw it. It's so sweet. Looking back at Ding Rui, I can see that he is always indifferent to Mo Zixi. He doesn't care about Mo Zixi at all. After marrying such a man, he must regret it. "

Mo Nuan smiles. It seems that many people say so about her.

Wang Ma took Mo Nuan to say some whispers again. Seeing that it was late, she went out of the bedroom and said, "uncle and miss, you are here to have a rest tonight. You can call me if you have anything."

When they nodded, Lu Chen found that compared with B city, this is mo Nuan's real home. Mo Nuan's footprints are everywhere, so that he was completely attracted as soon as he came in.

There are also several large albums of her on the table. He sits on the edge of the bed and looks at them carefully. From birth to 18 years old, there are smiling faces in almost every photo. It can be seen that Mo Nuan was a very happy child when she was a child. It was the experience behind that made her calm and self restrained.

Looking at the photos, Lu Chen could not hide the smile on his face. "They all said that women have changed a lot. It seems that you haven't changed much since you were young. You can be recognized at a glance, and you are thin all the time."

Mo Nuan's mind is not on it, but thinking about what he just saw. Song Xueyi and Mo Pingshan are not sleeping in the same room. When did this happen? Is it to conceal the illness after illness to separate? For a time, Mo warm heart has countless guesses.

It wasn't until Lu Chen asked her to look at the album that she came back to her senses. She looked up and saw many miniature versions of herself. Each one was full of smiles and funny moves. For a moment, she thought it was very interesting. She leaned her head on Lu Chen's shoulder and planned to have a good look.

Lu Chen seriously turned over a photo, each one will carefully look for a long time, Mo warm and other impatient, urged, "Lu Chen, can you look faster, what are you thinking?"

Lu Chen said solemnly: "I was thinking about what Xiao Nuan was thinking when she took pictures." Looking at these photos, a small Mo warm fresh appeared in his brain.

Mo warm smile, "you can really boring, even think about these."

Every photo of Mo Nuan is very good-looking. Lu Chen can't help but say, "I can't see that you have been a beauty since you were a child."

Praised by his husband, Mo warm mood is also excellent, "that is."

All of a sudden, Lu Chen had a slight exclamation, "isn't this naked fat girl also you?"

Smell speech, Mo Nuan immediately leaned over to see, really see a one or two-year-old period of Bare Butt photo, for a time small face burst red, suddenly covered the photo, "this one is not allowed to see."

"I don't know who it is." Mo warm low way, but the picture of the child's round face obviously has some of her shadow, her sophistry appears so powerless.

Mo Nuan wants to grab the album right away, because Lu Chen is looking forward from her 18-year-old photo. She is worried that there are more ugly photos behind.

Lu Chen raised the album high. Mo Nuan stood up and couldn't get it even on tiptoe. Finally, he could only stare at Lu Chen with wide eyes and said excitedly, "Lu Chen, don't look at the back. What good photos can you take when you are one or two years old?" Even if it's not naked, it's the way you look in diapers. It's embarrassing to think about it.

"That's not necessarily. It's not necessarily that the latter is more wonderful." Lu Chen made up his mind to see what was behind.

Mo Nuan can only sit at the head of the bed, Lu Chen looked at her with a smile, "Nuan Nuan, what are you afraid of? I haven't seen any place on you, so I don't have to hide it from my husband."

"That's not the same." Mo Nuan felt that there was a gas blocking in his heart, which was very humiliating.

Lu Chen shook his head with a smile, and then continued to turn back. He found that the owner of the photo was very attentive. Every month, three months, six months, almost every one or two months, he would take photos. There were Mo Pingshan holding her, there were dead mothers holding her, there were three people in the family, and more were single photos of her.

For example, when he was lying on the ground and lifting his neck, or when he was sitting in the car and stumbling as a toddler, he almost saw Mo Nuan's whole childhood. His heart was so soft that he thought that if they were children in the future, he would also make some photo albums for them, which was very commemorative.

"Warm, there's no dew in the back. You don't have to worry."

"Really?" Don't warm your eyes.

"I won't lie to you."

Mo Nuan looked at the picture again. She was a little fat at the age of one or two, especially her hands and face. She was round. When people looked at her, they could not help but want to pinch her. The corners of her mouth could not help bending. "She was very cute when she was a child."

"Why not after eighteen?" Lu Chen asked suddenly.

Mo Nuan thought for a moment, "because eighteen is just the time to know that mother and daughter exist." My mother also committed suicide that year. How could she take any photos in those years? Even if she took them occasionally, she must not be in the mood to sort them out.

Lu Chen's eyes flashed slightly, gently gathered her shoulder, diverged from the topic, "you used to love taking photos, which is slightly different from now." Now when she takes pictures, it's not so natural.

"Children don't know anything." Don't warm the casual way.

"When we go back, we'll take these photos with us, so that I can have a good look at you when I'm bored."

"I've seen it all over. What else can I see?" Mo warm disgruntled curled his mouth.