Good Morning, Dear

Dundun stopped talking and refused to communicate with anyone. He began to play drums without piano fingering.

Sitting on the sofa, he bounced on his leg.

Sitting at the table, he bounced on the table.

Lying in bed, he was playing in mid air.

He is like a devil, with strange behavior and evil smile. If he hadn't been prepared, Cheng Qingyao was really flustered at first sight. However, if you have been prepared, you are still afraid, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

So she went to Niannian to discuss with him. She wanted to let him, not against him, and avoid him as much as possible.

Niannian made a good oral promise: "OK, OK, the fairy will do whatever Mommy says." but when she twisted her head, she said to Yao Yao: "Is my mommy stupid? She asked me to let him. Why? If she has the ability to put her horse here, I'll fight one by one. Come on, I'll fight one by one. How did my father teach me? I'm not afraid of being horizontal, but I'm afraid of not dying. It really annoys me. I don't want my life."

"OK, sister, I'll help you kill him. If he wants you to lose an arm, I'll let him break his limbs. Anyway, I won't let him bully you." Yao Yao doesn't stop and wants to help her. That tone is the best brother in the world.

Niannian liked him so much that he said, "you're a good brother."

Yao Yao kissed him again: "you are also a good sister."

Then, good brother and sister, hug and kiss together to design how to deal with Dun... Cheng Qingyao is more and more crazy as she looks at it. She wants to kill her head. When is it time? Can they be serious? Let them be polite, and they have formed an alliance!

Want to die!

There was no other way but to let Mumu keep an eye on them: "you sleep in a room with them at night. If dundun comes in and breaks down, you should keep an eye on them. Keep an eye on them. Protect them and you can't hurt Dun, okay?"

"I see." Mu Mu, like Niannian, promised very well, but silently planned in her heart. If dundun dared to come in and do something bad, she crushed him with her weight. She was not polite. Afraid of sleeping too heavily, she specially hung a bell behind the door. Dundun would ring as long as she pushed the door in.

At night, the atmosphere is even more strange than during the day. Everyone's eyes are full of evil smiles raised by shield, as if he had a big play to be staged late at night.

"Will something happen?" Cheng Qingyao lay in bed, unable to close her eyes. Mo Li kissed her, and she was not in the mood to respond. The whole person was in a bad state and wanted to be crazy.

Mo Li took her in his arms and kissed her eyes: "He's on the first floor and lives with Nan Youjin. He doesn't have a piano now. You've seen his fingering without a piano. He's still young. Playing and fingering is messy. So, he can't hypnotize Nan Youjin now. If he can't hypnotize, Nan Youjin will know if he moves a little and will press him back to bed. You don't have to worry about it and have a good sleep!"

There is only one person who can sleep well this night, that is mo Qinglian. He belongs to the "hard man" who can't blink even when the sky is falling apart. He only has his hand in his eyes, but the wood carving he carved now is very beautiful. It's a hairpin.

Give it to her!

This made her unhappy again: "Qinglian said that the hairpin was given to me. He said that I was a fairy. Only that kind of beautiful hairpin can match me. Therefore, Qinglian is the one who knows how to appreciate me most in the Mo family."

"You are so beautiful!" Mo Li nodded her nose and stared at her with doting eyes. After living with her for several nights, tonight is the night they really live together. No one bothers them. They are sober and can hug and chat like real couples.

It felt wonderful. The more I saw it, the more I liked it. She kissed her face again. She returned with a sweet smile and looked at him: "the psychology of autism is difficult to understand. I never know what they are thinking. If it wasn't for the full room of wood carvings, I don't know what kind of image I used to have in Qinglian's heart. However, I have an idea. Can you see?"

"What do you think? Tell me."

"Don't you have a plan to hold a Handicraft Exhibition for Qinglian? I want to give him a bigger one and take the opportunity of displaying his talents to appeal to the whole society to care for autistic patients. How many autistic children are abandoned every year? How many autistic children can't get complete treatment every year because of their economic situation? If the Mo family can't afford it, but the Mo family can help more autistic patients So I want to take the opportunity of the exhibition to set up an autism fund in the name of Qinglian to treat patients in this field. What do you think? "

Mo Li narrowed his eyes: "I seldom think about Qinglian's business for him. I usually think about what medicine he wants to use and what medical methods can cure him as much as possible. I hold an exhibition for him purely because his craftsmanship is so beautiful that I want to show my face to the outside world and prove that my second young master is not a waste. He also has great and ordinary people can't reach his craft. I have selfishness to hold an exhibition and want to publicize Mohs , I want to find business opportunities for myself. Set up a fund... "He heard about it for the first time and had this idea for the first time:" it feels good. Public welfare activities can also publicize Mo Shi. Qinglian has made enough money for Mo Shi in recent years to help others and benefit Jide. "

Cheng Qingyao smiled: "you are really an evil capital. Even Qinglian won't let go. You want to borrow him to make business opportunities."

"What else? There are tens of thousands of employees in Mohs. What can I take to support them? At the end of the year, their eyes are green and they are counting how many year-end awards they can get every minute. If I don't break my head to think about these things, where will the money come from? If I don't give them money, you won't be afraid of them dividing me up?"

Cheng Qingyao was amused and giggled: "it's a pity to divide the corpse in your shape. I think they'll want to sleep with you more."

Mo Li's eyes brightened: "what about you?"

"Of course, I want to sleep with you more than they do." she rolled over and pressed down. She was full of passion and ambiguity. This time, she didn't know what was going on. Cheng Qingyao especially wanted to do it. Before she could do enough foreplay, she squeezed him into her body.

She was gasping for breath in pain. He was stuck very tight. It was so painful that the green veins on his forehead burst and crawled on his head like little green insects. She couldn't move in or out and complained to him, "it's okay. What are you doing when you're so big?"

"How can I satisfy you if it's not so big?" Mo Li took back the initiative, pressed her under her, and then laughed at her with a red face: "you have big eyes and small belly. You can't swallow one mouthful. You still want to swallow one mouthful."

"There's no way to be greedy." Cheng Qingyao smiles with no face or skin. His weakness was pinched, and his whole heart was drunk. He slowly fluctuated his waist: "if you satisfy your greed, you can satisfy yourself alone."

Then, it's always then... Passionate, boundless firepower, figure taking measures, light flickering... However, at the most critical time, he asked her to wait for him. As soon as he took off, there was an earth shaking voice downstairs

Cheng Qingyao was frightened and fell directly from the clouds to the world. She held Mo Li tightly with her small hand, and her eyes were terrified: "what movement? Earthquake?"