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At night, the house is quiet enough to drip water.

Even the last servant was sent to have a rest. Mo Ruqing took a cup of tea, sat on the sofa, kneaded his temple, and waited for his son's arrival. A quarter of an hour later, an extraordinary figure appeared in his sight. He had already washed and changed his household clothes, and came to her. His hair was not dried, and some drops of water fell down.

"What do you want to talk about so late?" Mu Yan Chen asks lightly, sit down opposite sofa.

Even if he doesn't wear a suit, his elegant air of ink still exists, which is slightly frightening.

Mo Ruqing took one more look, and suddenly felt in her heart that the child was still growing up, so big that she could not touch and change some things. He had his own opinions on everything and could not allow her to intervene.

Put down the tea at hand, Mo Ruqing's eyes are gentle, smile and lift her eyes and say: "it's still a matter of the day. Yan Chen, the girlfriend mother you mentioned last time has never met. When will you bring it back to let your father have a look? I think the progress of you two is deep enough and fierce enough. If you don't play casually, you can decide as soon as possible. After all, it's a girl. Fame and reputation are very important. You can't follow you so shamelessly all the time, can you? "

"Do you wish I could make it so soon?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's fast or slow. It's just that it's better to make sure that it's better than making a mess," Mo Ruqing's voice became more and more slow. "Now, no girl is willing to spend so long around you. If you think it's good, you can have a family. You're at that age."

"Anyone can?"

Mo Ruqing was stunned and said with a smile: "that is, there is no incurable disease in general. There is no big defect. There are a lot of girls who have no blood relationship with you. Who can't find them?"

Mu Yanchen quietly looked at the opposite mother, eyes color gradually deep, clearly heard the obvious meaning of her words.

So today's thing is not an illusion.

At that time, in the Lan River room, he held her in his arms, and clearly heard that low call. Lan Xi didn't hear her clearly, but when he heard someone coming to avoid him subconsciously, he comforted her in time and let her go down slowly. He poured some hot water on his own.

Unexpectedly, it is really Mo Ruqing.

His own mother.

Thinking of this, mu Yanchen's lips sparked a faint smile. I don't know why, he has been too sensitive to the word "birth" recently. Blood relationship is too brutal and cruel. Besides taboos and impossibilities, he has not yet seen what it represents.

And now this situation, as if to remind him of another role of blood.

Obey.

The person in the opposite is his own mother. Even if the relationship between mother and son has been vacant for more than ten years, he has to obey her request unconditionally because of the same blood in his bones, and even his partner in the latter half of his life should follow her advice.

Nodding his head, mu Yanchen's long overlapping legs were put down and rose gracefully from the sofa: "I understand."

"As for my girlfriend, I'll bring it back to you and him next week," she said, her deep eyes fixed on her, smiling rather than smiling. "Don't worry, it will meet your standards."

Her standard, the first one, is that there must be no kinship between them.

The established rules, which had been acquiesced to by the whole world, she had to take them out and give them careful instructions, saying that they were not intentional, and even the ghost did not believe it. Mo Ruqing's face was stiff, but she also looked back fearlessly. After all, she said this matter seriously and seriously. It was not funny. It was related to the face of the whole Mu family. No one was qualified to make fun of it.

Mu Yanchen said lightly, "have a rest early", take back his eyes and leave gracefully.

***

Nie Mingxuan took the last puff of his cigarette and threw it out. He squinted in the smoke and looked at the visitor.

The teahouse was originally open at night, but it was temporarily changed to afternoon because someone said that he was not available. Before he came, Nie Mingxuan was still thinking about why he was not available. When he saw the black streamlined car, he understood it completely.

From the car down, it is clear that two people.

The last time I saw her was in KFC. She was wearing a soft school uniform, her eyes were clear and bright, but she was a little cold and distant. At the moment, she looked smart and moving. Tight jeans, white shoes, light orange velvet sweater on her upper body were slightly loose, and her hair was scattered on it, showing a trace of warmth. She was led by mu Yanchen.

"Late?" He raised his hand to look at his watch.

Nie Mingxuan regained his mind and grinned at the corner of his mouth: "no, that's the point. My sister doesn't have class today?"

"Today, Sunday." She whispered.

"Are you waiting for someone else here?" Mu Yanchen raised his eyes and asked.

"No, I'll wait for you," Nie Mingxuan dropped his cigarette end, stepped out, tilted his head, "go in."

Three people walk into the teahouse together. Nie Mingxuan walks behind and looks at the two people holding their hands naturally. She also looks up and talks to Mu Yanchen from time to time. The latter is tall and upright. When listening to her, she lowers her head and is full of patience.

Nie Mingxuan can't help but jump his eyelids and his heart is caught——The last time I saw her, she still looked like she was fried. Now this is Make up?

All the people in the box were playmates and friends when they were young, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. When he saw Lanxi coming, some people who liked to make trouble put wine in front of her. They were all blocked by mu Yanchen. Nie Mingxuan couldn't help but smile and asked, "don't drink or eat. What are you taking her to do?"

Lanxi's face was red, and she was embarrassed.

Mu Yanchen leaned on the sofa and said in a light voice, "she doesn't like to be at home. She will come here and go back to school in the evening."

In fact, after breakfast on Sunday morning, Lanxi was called down by Mu Mingsheng in his study.

- the report card of the mid-term examination is sent home directly. It's hard not to be seen by Mu Mingsheng. Lanxi has been standing in front of his desk, and his legs are stiff. He has not finished training. Mu Yanchen's figure flashed across the study, his eyes stopped, he pushed the door to go in and asked, "do you want to go to the library? Shall I drop you off, or will you take a taxi by yourself

A simple sentence finally let Mu Mingsheng go. Lan Xi breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned around, the little sweet pear vortex in the corner of his mouth was cunning, which made his heart warm. If it was not in front of Mu Mingsheng, he really wanted to take it and kiss it.

Nie Xuan finally saw that they were wrong.

He bent over to get the wine, and mu Yanchen's hand also stretched out. At the moment of shoulder collision, Nie Mingxuan heard him say a word in his ear, and suddenly his eyes burst out a trace of incredible light.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Nie Mingxuan asked, "what do you mean? What do I want to be a woman all of a sudden

Slender fingers took a bottle of wine, Mu Yan Chen Mou color suddenly bright or dark, indifferent way: "emergency."

"Is that what family means?" Nie Mingxuan continued to ask.

"Well."

Nie Mingxuan's thoughts turned a corner in his mind before he reflected. In fact, it was not normal for his family not to urge him at this age. He was just thinking of taunting the older generation's idea that the emperor was not anxious and the eunuch was anxious. By the way, he did not dare to go home now, which was also the reason why he was forced too hard at home. Looking back, he saw a scene of slight astonishment.

Mu Yanchen poured a glass of wine to drink, but in the middle of the air, he was stopped by a soft hand. Lanxi grabbed his wrist, and then took advantage of his stunned moment to take away the wine cup between his fingers. His eyes were clear as water, and he was not allowed to drink.

Mu Yanchen couldn't help but smile.

Reaching over her waist, she whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "you can take care of yourself. It's not appropriate for me to sit here without drinking."

Lan Xi still took the wine far behind him and didn't give it to him.

"If you serve red wine, I know a way to add something to it, but people can't see it." Her eyes were clear and calm, giving him another choice.

Mu Yanchen lips charming smile deeper.

Methods, he naturally knows, either with coke or with Sprite, the way children drink.

"Lanxi..." He read her in a low voice, and the ending was a little dull. He got up and wanted to continue to comfort her. How could he know that the wine cup she had hidden behind her was broken open by the people sitting next to her, and the wine was completely sprinkled on the sweater behind her.

Mu Yanchen eyes a cold, grabbed her arm to pull her close, but the cup of wine has already been all over.

Lan Xi low cry, this just frown to take out the wine cup, but the cup has been empty, her hands also stained with full of wine, the cool feeling of Qin on the back makes her shiver.

"Ah -" a man froze with a smile and apologized, "sister, I didn't mean to. I didn't see you carrying the wine! But what are you two doing? Is it too boring to play with so many people? "

Mu Yanchen did not have time to listen to their coax.

"Get up first. There's still wine on the sofa," he said, tugging her wrist. "Go to the bathroom and deal with it. I'll come back later."

Lanxi's hands were covered with beer, sticky and uncomfortable. He wanted to cry without tears. He was distressed by his own troubles and rushed to the bathroom to wash his hands. He just didn't know what to do with his wet sweater.

Can't you wait for it to dry naturally??

Nie Mingxuan was staring at this scene. He didn't speak from the beginning to the end. After a long time, he said, "do you remember the daughter of the director of the Department of health that I told you last time? When you came to yewujiang, she saw you and was always interested in you. But you said that I was not interested, so I never let go. Would you like me to introduce her to you now? "

Mu Yanchen is holding a paper towel in his palm. The light smell of wine makes his mind stop at the precipice. He raises his eyes and sweeps his eyes and says in a low voice: "what?"

Nie Mingxuan frowned and did not scold out a rude word: "what you just told me, you forget yourself first?"

Mu Yanchen takes back his eyes and reacts.

"Let's make it clear that the premise is just acting, and you don't have to take it seriously. If I can't accept it, I won't force it. " His deep voice slowly spit out a few words, the relationship is clear, just as a comfort to Mo Ruqing.