Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

To put it bluntly, I still love my own man.

"You don't have to worry about these things, as long as you are responsible for having a good time." Mo Qingchen said. He sorted the homework on the table together, took Xia Zhian's hand and walked outside the door.

"What is this?" Xia Zhian asked suspiciously.

"Didn't you choose to go to the beach? I'll buy you some equipment."

Mo Qingchen's so-called equipment is naturally a swimsuit.

Xia Zhian was stunned by the man's first-class action. Before she could react, she was stuffed into the car by Mo Qingchen and drove directly to the nearest shopping mall nearby.

"No," Xia Zhian advised, "didn't you buy a swimsuit last time? Let's go and buy something portable."

"Why not?" Mo Qingchen said boldly. "The last swimsuit was worn last time. Why do you always wear the same one?"

Xia Zhian couldn't help remembering that the whole row of suits in Mo Qingchen's wardrobe were not as simple as high-end brands. They were all handmade made by foreign masters.

"Do you think everyone is as beautiful as you?" make complaints about the true face of decadent capitalism.

"I don't care. I want to buy a new one anyway." after that, I couldn't help taking Xia Zhian to the swimsuit counter.

Xia Zhian's face suddenly burst red. Buying swimsuits with her boyfriend is 10000 times more shameful than buying underwear with her boyfriend. Mo Qingchen's face is really not ordinary!

"Then, don't follow me, I'll buy it myself!" Xia Zhian said, trying to distance herself from Mo Qingchen and pretend to be a passer-by.

Mo Qingchen didn't do it. He took Xia Zhian's hand and said, "of course you have to let me choose what you wear for me."

They quarreled here, and the counter sister of the swimsuit counter immediately welcomed them warmly.

"Guest, do you want to choose a swimsuit?" the counter sister said with a full smile. "We have a lot of new models in our counter recently. Miss, you must be very beautiful with such a good figure."

"What's a good recommendation?" asked Mo Qingchen.

Xia Zhian followed Mo Qingchen awkwardly. She wished she could be invisible now.

"Like these models, they are in a more atmospheric style. These models are sweeter. These here are sports style -" the cabinet sister introduced them one by one, interrupted by Mo Qingchen, who was impatient.

"Don't these. Is there a sexy style?"

Xia Zhian was like a little cat with fried fur all over. She slapped Mo Qingchen angrily and said angrily, "what are you talking nonsense?"

At least it's a public place. Can this man speak more reliably?

The cabinet sister smiled shyly. It's rare to see a face like Mo Qingchen who has "at least 50000 to go to the sea". Moreover, her girlfriend is also super beautiful. She immediately said, "Miss, you don't have to be embarrassed. There are not many open-minded like your boyfriend who want your girlfriend to dress sexy. This is very satisfied with your figure."

Xia Zhian's face is redder, satisfied?

She couldn't tell whether Mo Qingchen was satisfied with her. Although she was careless every time, she never really did anything beyond the boundary

No, why does she think more and more?

It's all Mo Qingchen's fault!

"Isn't it just a swimsuit? Just choose," Xia Zhian urged. "We have to buy something else."

Mo Qingchen ignored her at all and immersed himself in the large-scale dress changing game of "miracle Zhi'an around the sea". He took several sets of swimsuits in a row. There are all kinds of colors and styles, but they are sexy without exception.

"Wrap them all up!" Mo Qingchen threw a lot of swimsuits on the counter and took out his card directly.

The counter sister received such a big order today, and the smile on her face couldn't be brighter. She repeatedly said, "Miss, your boyfriend is willing and considerate to you. He not only goes shopping with you in person, but also is willing to buy you so many swimsuits."

Xia Zhian blushed when she heard this, but she couldn't help fighting back.

Buy so many swimsuits, in the end is good for her, or someone for their own welfare, this has to make a question mark!

After buying swimsuits, they went to buy some portable things, and then went home in large and small bags.

On the way, Xia Zhian couldn't help saying, "Mr. Mo, I know you don't need money, but you don't have to be so extravagant?"

Xia Zhian doesn't want to interfere with Mo Qingchen. To put it bluntly, she is not convinced that he buys so many swimsuits.

"What are you doing? I'm afraid I can't afford you?" Mo Qingchen asked.

Did this man understand the point?

"I have my own savings," Xia Zhian said, not to mention the Yan family gave her a lot. "Why don't you let me raise you if you have to raise me?"

Xia Zhian may not have the confidence to say such words, but once the aura of "big miss Yan" is added, she is still the kind of identity that can keep a small white face. She still has the confidence to say this sentence.

"OK," Mo Qingchen said with a meaningful look at Xia Zhian, "don't worry, maybe one day."

After returning home, Mo Qingchen insisted that Xia Zhian pack up quickly.

"So urgent?" Xia Zhian asked, isn't it all arranged?

For a double trip, Xia Zhian's time is basically no problem. Just accommodate Mo Qingchen, but it's not so anxious.

Mo Qingchen glanced at his wristwatch and said, "I've asked people to book a ticket. I have two hours to board the plane. It's not too urgent."

Not in a hurry? Xia Zhian is almost angry. She doesn't know the Kung Fu of shopping. Mo Qingchen has people book tickets here.

It's kind of like leaving.

Xia Zhian immediately went to pack up, while Mo Qingchen left a note with a telephone number to Xia Yifan.

"Your sister and I are going out to play for a while, and the family affairs will be left to you." Mo Qingchen said to Xia Yifan.

"I have your mobile phone number." Xia Yifan said, looking at the note given to him by Mo Qingchen in doubt.

"The previous number will be turned off," Mo Qingchen explained. "The two little guys, Niannian and Tangtang, may be more difficult to serve. It's hard for you."

"Nothing," said Xia Yifan, "brother-in-law, remember you owe me a favor."

"OK, what do you want me to do?" Mo Qingchen asked happily.

"Well... I haven't thought about it yet. Can I mention it when I think about it?"

"Always available."

As soon as Xia Zhian came out, she heard the dialogue between them and felt very strange.

"Why did you turn it off and change a new number?" Xia Zhian asked, not to mention people like Mo Qingchen. Even for an ordinary person, changing a phone number is also a very troublesome thing.

Not only is it inconvenient to contact, but also the telephone number is bound to many things.

"Nothing, just change it if you want." Mo Qingchen said perfunctorily and turned off the topic, "are you ready? We'll start for the airport."

"It's ready," Xia Zhian said.

So, Mo Qingchen took his luggage and Xia Zhian and set out to go to the airport.

"Have fun!" Xia Yifan said.

She hurried to the airport. After boarding, Xia Zhian was confused. The speed of all this was too fast to believe that she was already on the plane.

In a few hours, they will land and the journey will officially begin.

Xia Zhian's brain came to life slowly at this moment. The more she thought about the previous things, the more she felt something wrong.

"Mr. Mo, tell me the truth. Why did you turn it off and change the number?" Xia Zhian asked.

"It doesn't count changing the number. I already have several contact information."

"Then why shut down?" Xia Zhian knows very well that even if people like Mo Qingchen are not in the company for the time being, many decisions must be approved by him.

Once the power is off, the people in the company will not want to contact him, which will delay things.

"When I took you out to play, I wanted to completely put aside the company's affairs and shut it down, but I didn't want to be disturbed." Mo Qingchen explained.

"Oh..." Xia Zhian was sweet in her heart. She didn't expect Mo Qingchen to pay so much attention.

But after a while, she felt wrong again. Mo Qingchen must have something to hide from her. She still felt that the impact of shutdown was too great.

"But if the people in the company can't find you, they will be very anxious in case of any big event?" Xia Zhian asked.

Mo Qingchen talks nonsense again and tries to muddle through, but it is difficult to convince Xia Zhian.

"No, you must be hiding something from me." Xia Zhian confirmed her guess more and more.

"What's the matter? You think too much."

"Don't do this," said Xia Zhian, a little wronged. "Tell me, or even if I go out to play, I don't feel at ease. How can I play? It's better to buy a ticket back immediately after I arrive later."

Hearing Xia Zhian say so, Mo Qingchen knew he couldn't hide it.

"In fact, what Mohs is doing now has nothing to do with me."

Xia Zhian was shocked and asked, "what does it mean to have nothing to do with you?"

So, Mo Qingchen told Xia Zhian about Mrs. Mo's phone call before. He shrugged and said indifferently: "so, it has become like this."

Listening to Mo Qingchen's relaxed tone, Xia Zhian's heart sank.

But what can she do?

Want Mo Qingchen not to give up Mo? This is not something she can decide at all. Mrs. Mo's attitude is so firm; But if she wants to quit and break the relationship with Mo Qingchen, Xia Zhian is not willing. Why?

Xia Zhian had nothing to say now. She sat quietly in her position, and the whole person became listless.

Mo Qingchen saw this and thought it couldn't work.

"What are you doing? We came out to play. What's the matter with your broken face?" asked Mo Qingchen.

"No..." Xia Zhian wanted to stop talking. She wanted to comfort Mo Qingchen. She felt that the light words really didn't have any weight. She had to squeeze out a smiling face and said, "I'll squint for a while. When it's time, you call me."

"Yes." Mo Qingchen agreed and carefully helped Xia Zhian cover the thin blanket.

It was just nightfall when the plane arrived at the seaside city.

Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian walked out of the airport. The wind here was with a faint smell of salty and fishy. The breeze blew. This was what summer should have been like.

Xia Zhian's mood became better again.

No matter what kind of situation she will face in the future, at least now she is still with Mo Qingchen, so don't waste time and seize every minute to find happiness.

After they went to the hotel and settled in, they took their luggage back to their room.

"Tired?" Mo Qingchen asked, helping Xia Zhian pinch her shoulder.

"Not tired." Xia Zhian raised her smiling face and turned around to hold Mo Qingchen's waist.

What a rare time for the two. Xia Zhian just wants to be tired of being with Mo Qingchen. No one knows them here, and no one wants to separate them.

"Then let's go to the seaside and have a look at the night scene, OK?" asked Mo Qingchen, bowing his head and kissing Xia Zhian's soft hair top.

"OK."

Both changed loose T-shirts and shorts and walked out of the hotel hand in hand.

The boundless sea, the stars in the night sky, the sound of sea water and waves, the laughter of people playing on the beach, make people completely relax physically and mentally, and can put down all the pressure and burden at ordinary times.

Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian hold hands. His other hand is holding the slippers Xia Zhian took off.

"Do you want to take off your shoes too? The sand is so soft and comfortable to step on." Xia Zhian said.

Mo Qingchen didn't care, but he didn't want Xia Zhian to help him carry his shoes, or he couldn't hold hands, so he shook his head and refused.

"Girls love this."

"Bang -" Xia Zhian said disdainfully, "Mr. Mo, we are out to play. Don't hold the shelf like this. Everyone is barefoot like this. You also take it off."

"I don't want to take off my shoes, I just want to take off my clothes." Mo Qingchen said calmly.

"You're a rascal!" Xia Zhian was angry. She didn't want Mo Qingchen to take off her clothes. Although it was dark, it was the same reason that Mo Qingchen didn't want others to see her in a swimsuit.

Xia Zhian changed direction with Mo Qingchen. She walked on the other side near the sea. When the waves rushed to the shore, she could just wet her feet. The sea was cold and comfortable in this season.

At this time, a pair of men and women playing on the beach passed by them. The girl ran in front and the boy chased behind. When the girl turned her back to see her boyfriend, she accidentally bumped into Xia Zhian.

Mo Qingchen immediately took Xia Zhian into his arms and directly turned the man around and held him on the other side.

"Sorry!" the girl looked at them with some regret.

The boy also chased over, repeatedly apologized for his girlfriend and asked, "I'm sorry, I don't know if I hurt you?"

Young people's vitality is always full of appeal. Looking at them, Xia Zhian realized that she seems to be the same age as them, but why doesn't she get along with Mo Qingchen like this

"It's all right, didn't hit me." Xia Zhian said gently.

"I'm so sorry," said the boy shyly. "I hope I didn't disturb you. I wish you a happy evening."

With that, the young man and woman continued to walk towards the front.

The girl seems to be complaining about the boy: "it's all your fault. If you hadn't chased me..."

Mo Qingchen looked at Xia Zhian and found that she was still looking at the couple, some dissatisfied.

"Haven't you seen enough?" asked Mo Qingchen.

Xia Zhian is always embarrassed to say that she still envies such a way of love, but when she thinks about it, she thinks it's good to be with Mo Qingchen.

But her little mind could not escape Mo Qingchen's eyes. He immediately remembered that Xia Zhian had called him "old uncle", frowned and said, "why do you like young people so much?"

"I didn't," Xia Zhian retorted.

"Do you still see?"

"Can't you have a look?" Xia Zhian thought this man was really unreasonable.

"No," Mo Qingchen held Xia Zhian's chin in one hand and forced the other party to look up at him. He announced overbearing and overbearing, "you can only look at me."

Xia Zhian couldn't help laughing. Is this man jealous?

"Mr. Mo, why are you so jealous?" Xia Zhian's fingers that are not afraid of death are still pointing to people's chest, which is simply adding fuel to the fire.

"Oh - what's so good about that little boy who doesn't have neat hair?" Mo Qingchen said disgustingly.

Thirty is the golden age for a man, okay?

In short, it is his Mo Qingchen who is the most delicious at this time. Xia Zhian's appreciation is really not level.

"Do you know that other people's hair doesn't grow up?" Xia Zhian's conditioned reflex sings the opposite tone.

"Oh..." Mo Qingchen lengthened his voice and said with deep meaning, "it means that you know, it seems that our Zhi'an has a lot of experience."

Xia Zhian was so ashamed of this. He knew she had little experience and deliberately said such words. Xia Zhian was so angry that he knew that he would always suffer a loss when talking about his kung fu.

"You're bored to death. I don't want to pay attention to you." Xia Zhian turned and left.

There was a fire on the beach not far away, which was very eye-catching. Xia Zhian saw it all at once and asked excitedly, "look over there, what's that?"

"Bonfire party?" Mo Qingchen guessed.

"Ah, really?" Xia Zhian looked forward to it and took Mo Qingchen's hand to run over there. "Let's go and have a look. It's fun!"

Mo Qingchen reluctantly shook his head and had to cooperate with her.

When I got closer, I found that it was indeed a bonfire party. There were a lot of men and women, some couples and some good friends, all laughing and laughing here.

Soon, some people in the crowd danced around the campfire. At the beginning, most people enjoyed it with reserve. At most, there were several cheers and whistles.

Later, after the fun, more and more people joined.

Xia Zhian is a professional dancer. She feels itchy and eager to try. Considering her "old uncle", ah... Xia Zhian has to look at others with envy.

Mo Qingchen looked at the light shining in Xia Zhian's eyes. Against the background of the fire, the face was more beautiful and moving, and the light in his eyes was intoxicating.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Xia Zhian suddenly shouted, because Mo Qingchen squatted down beside her.

"Help you put on your shoes and make a fuss." Mo Qingchen said calmly.

But Xia Zhian even blushed at the tip of her ears. She was not sugar. She had to be helped to wear it. She said awkwardly, "I will wear it myself. Get up quickly."

It was just a pair of slippers. Just put your feet in it, but Mo Qingchen had to hold people's feet and wipe off the sand carefully before he put it into his shoes carefully.

Xia Zhian was softened into a pool of water by his precious and important action. She suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with "old uncle". She was really more painful than young people. She lifted it up. The attack power was frightening at the nuclear bomb level.

One hit, such as a volcanic eruption, the whole person is wrapped in magma.

After wearing shoes, Mo Qingchen stretched out his hand in front of Xia Zhian and said, "come on."

"Hmm?" Xia Zhian raised her eyes to him, full of doubts.

"Don't you want to dance?" Mo Qingchen took Xia Zhian's hand and joined the dancing crowd.

Xia Zhian was still confused in her mind. She asked, "will you?"

She has never seen Mo Qingchen dance, and this is not a necessary skill for the president. She always feels untrue.

Mo Qingchen likes to show off sometimes, but sometimes he doesn't say anything. He won't tell Xia Zhian. He was also a male god popular with thousands of girls in college.

Although he is not a great dancer, he can easily catch people's eyes with his face and figure.

Sure enough, the combination of handsome men and beautiful women is extremely eye-catching everywhere.

The people who made the bonfire party were fully equipped and brought a stereo. At this time, a group of people danced around the bonfire, just like a dance on the beach at night.

Professional players soon found that Mo Qingchen was not superb in dancing, but it did not prevent her from being deeply attracted. Those eyes were almost growing on Mo Qingchen.

They were gradually let to the center by the crowd from the edge. In the cheering of the crowd, Xia Zhian only felt her heart beating faster and faster.

After all, it was summer. After dancing around the campfire for so long, Xia Zhian was sweating, but she was comfortable.

On the way back to the hotel, Xia Zhian was still immersed in the atmosphere just now.

"Mr. Mo, I can't see that you can do a lot." Xia Zhian praised.

"Not as good as you. I still remember you dancing in the nightclub -"

Before Mo Qingchen finished his words, Xia Zhian covered his mouth.

She thought she was angry, crossed her waist and said, "don't mention that again."

Xia Zhian felt ashamed. Why was she so inch at that time? She was caught by Mo Qingchen after not jumping for two days

However, if he hadn't caught her, it wouldn't have happened later. She and Mo Qingchen might not have come to this point.

Fate is always so magical that it brought Mo Qingchen into her life and became her luckiest gift in the past 20 years.

"What can't be mentioned?" Mo Qingchen pretended to be generous at this time. "We Zhian can dance. There are so many beautiful women on the stage. You dance best. I'm afraid the men in the whole nightclub are attracted by you."

Xia Zhian immediately grasped the key point and asked, "so many beauties? Are you staring at others!"

This is really a little harsh. After all, at that time, with their relationship, Mo Qingchen saw how normal others were.

"I glanced at you and couldn't move my eyes as soon as I saw you."

Mo Qingchen realized later that he was in an awkward mood at that time. Why would he be angry? Did he think Xia Zhian deliberately appeared in front of him, or was he angry that she performed on the stage in exposed clothes?

"I don't care," Xia Zhian also learned the set of "overbearing president", held Mo Qingchen's face, let him stare at himself and said, "you can only look at me."

Mo Qingchen laughs. His pure little girlfriend actually knows how to do it.

"OK, just look at you." then Mo Qingchen no longer embarrassed himself and kissed the mouth that seduced him all night.

After returning to the hotel, Xia Zhian felt that the boiling blood slowly cooled down. She couldn't help thinking of the conversation with Mo Qingchen on the plane.

She really couldn't hold back. She hugged Mo Qingchen's waist from behind, put her face on his safe back and asked, "Mr. Mo, are you really willing to give up Mo's group for me?"

"Have you figured it out? Maybe one day, you'll regret it."

In Xia Zhian's view, Mo Qingchen gave up not only the Mohist group, but also the Mohist school.

For people like her, family affection is an indispensable part. It can be seen from her persistence in Xia Yifan. Therefore, she always feels uneasy and guilty because of herself.

Mo Qingchen took the hand around his waist and directly held Xia Zhian in his arms from behind.

"Think clearly, think very clearly."

"But --"

"Don't be," Mo Qingchen interrupted Xia Zhian and asked, "why, I gave up Mo's family and have no money in the future. I'm afraid I can't afford you, so I regret it?"

"I don't mean that!" Xia Zhian immediately became anxious and hurriedly wanted to explain, "I think they are always your family. Will they --"

"It's not good," Mo Qingchen interrupted Xia Zhian again. He seriously stared into her eyes and said, "but I want to remind you that I may really become poor. Maybe I have to rely on you in the future. How about you? Are you ready?"

"I'm ready, I can!" Xia Zhian broke her fingers and said, "although I didn't have much money before, my mother gave me a lot of things and a house. If it's a big deal, we'll move in, and then I can find a job."

Looking at Xia Zhian's serious appearance, although Mo Qingchen knew from the beginning that she was not a material woman, she still felt warm in her heart.

The woman loved him not because of everything outside him, which made him feel very relieved.

Xia Zhian said, seeing Mo Qingchen smiling and joking at her, she couldn't help blushing and shaking her hand and said, "I don't count. Anyway, I can still afford you, but you can't be as extravagant and wasteful as before. I hate it most!"

To say, "keeping" is really a very magical thing.

Put aside its literal meaning, if the object of keeping is really the person you like, it seems to be a very cool thing, especially on Xia Zhian. The contrast between before and after this is simply not too charming.

Xia Zhian couldn't help thinking that if Mo Qingchen really broke away from the Mohist School and became her little white face, it was really difficult for people not to feel proud.

There was a small sofa beside the French window. Xia Zhian leaned over and said at his command, "Hey, I will raise you in the future. Should you please Lord Jin?"

Mo Qingchen lowered his head and smiled. He thought that there were many patterns for this little thing. He was also happy to play with her.

Squatting next to the sofa, he stared at Xia Zhian with tantalizing eyes and asked, "Lord Jin, how do you want me to please you?"

Xia Zhian's heart beat suddenly broke through 180. She felt that she was worthless. She quickly looked away and said, "then massage first. Be serious. My requirements are very high. If you are not satisfied, you are not allowed to sleep today!"

"The request is quite high." Mo Qingchen said, but he obediently put his hand on Xia Zhian's back and really massaged it.

"Well, Lord Jin, are you satisfied?" Mo Qingchen asked while massaging.

Xia Zhian suddenly remembered that once she asked Mo Qingchen to make a floor shop. As a result, the delicate young master Mo Qingchen took good care of her, helped her dry her long wet hair, and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Listening to the sound of the water, Xia Zhian hesitated and lay motionless in bed without changing into her pajamas. Anyway... Maybe she would take it off again. Her face was red and she thought shyly.

The man's action was very fast. Mo Qingchen came out while wiping his hair. Looking at Xia Zhian wrapped like Zongzi on the bed, he smiled and asked, "Why are you still playing coquettish? You're too lazy to change your pajamas?"

A question mark appeared in Xia Zhian's mind.

No, it's impossible that Mo Qingchen's IQ and EQ don't understand this hint, or... People don't have that plan at all?

Sure enough, Mo Qingchen took out his pajamas and helped her put them on like coaxing her daughter. He bowed his head and kissed her lips. He said gently, "well, little thing, go to bed."

Xia Zhian was completely stunned. Her eyes widened and she was completely at the mercy of Mo Qingchen like a doll, but he just hugged her tightly in his arms——

So you're ready to go to bed?

Xia Zhian was stunned!

From an adult's point of view, what happened tonight should not be!

It's so strange. Xia Zhian thought silently. She couldn't help recalling the relationship between the two people all the time. She felt that she was not completely unattractive to Mo Qingchen, but... Why did Mo Qingchen still do nothing at this level?

Xia Zhian fiercely closed her eyes and wondered if she was too hungry and thirsty?

No, is he too hungry or... Is Mr. Mo abnormal?

Maybe sun Mingzhu's affair left too much shadow on Mo Qingchen, so that he resisted and rejected it.

Both of them have planned to get married. This kind of thing should be faced together.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhian couldn't help her curiosity and said weakly: "Mr. mo..."

"Hmm?" Mo Qingchen pasted it on Xia Zhian's back, and the hot breath he exhaled when talking sprinkled in her ear.

This made Xia Zhian feel more strange. She was cruel and finally asked, "you, are you... Is there any problem in that regard?"

Men should care about this kind of thing. Xia Zhian thought that even if Mo Qingchen really had a problem, she would just accompany him to see a doctor for treatment. She would never dislike him.

Mo Qingchen was stunned by Xia Zhian's question directly. He was stunned for several seconds before he reacted. He really understood that meaning. That's right.