President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo shook his head, a pair of eyes gentle and bright, "no, it's good to stay here."

Mercy frowned. "I'll take you away."

Yan xiaonuo smile, hand on his left face, "on the medicine again?"

Mercy nodded.

After applying the medicine, the skin on his left face had recovered as before. Yan xiaonuo was once again amazed at Cheng Ziyan's medical skills.

It is only a legendary figure, said to be able to live and die, flesh and bones.

Unfortunately, he had already retired more than ten years ago. There was only one descendant, the eldest son of the richest man in the world at that time. Cheng Ziyan took it as his own and taught all his medical skills.

"What are you thinking?" Mercy asked softly. She had been staring at the bottle for a long time.

Yan xiaonuo laughed, "there is such a effective medical skill."

With a faint smile, "it's no surprise that elder brother has Cheng Ziyan's medicine. It is said that he has been in northern Europe in recent years, and Northern Europe is the place of elder brother."

Yan xiaonuo put the medicine on the bedside table and asked softly, "Moxi Jue, accompany me to see the rain."

It's rare that she's in a mood. How can mercy refuse.

Yan xiaonuo leans on Mo xijue's arms. On their balcony, they grow pink and purple hydrangea. I don't know what technology is used. Hydrangea is still in full bloom in the cold winter.

"Do you like this Hydrangea very much?" Yan xiaonuo remembers where he is, it seems that there are such flowers.

"My mother loved this kind of flower. When I was a child, my mother loved me very much. She used to sing to me while looking at hydrangea."

His voice is full of nostalgia, Yan xiaonuo can't help holding his hand.

"So was your father at that time?" Yan xiaonuo couldn't help asking him.

Mo Xijie's expression was very complicated, but he still said, "when his mother was there, his father was strict, but occasionally he was gentle. He has never been gentle since his mother died

Maybe it's too painful to lose my wife.

Yan xiaonuo put his face on the hand of Mo xijue, and his voice was soft and sticky, "I like roses best."

Mo xijue's hand moved slightly, "how much do you like it?"

"No one has ever given me roses. My best hope is to receive many roses on my birthday." When Yan xiaonuo said this, her peach blossom eyes sparkled and made her look very beautiful.

"Red rose?"

"Well."

"It's vulgar."

Yan xiaonuo sat up and said, "it's vulgar to like red roses!"

"I said that," he said

"You are prejudiced Yan xiaonuo grabs his shoulder with sullen in his big eyes.

They were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

"What day is your birthday?" Asked mercy, gently touching her nose.

"It's Christmas." Yan xiaonuo sighed, "everyone else is busy at Christmas every year."

Grandma was busy selling some small gifts on that day, and usually came home late. Yan xiaonuo never asked for anything. A bowl of longevity noodles cooked by grandma was enough.

However, she still hopes that someone can accompany her to have a complete birthday.

"What did you receive on your birthday?" Mercy continued.

Yan xiaonuo leaned on his chest and whispered, "a bowl of longevity noodles, plus two poached eggs."

That's how her parents celebrated her only daughter's birthday?

"What is longevity noodles?"

"It's a long, long noodle that won't break." Yan xiaonuo said with a smile, "under such noodles, it means blessing longevity. I want to eat it in one breath, and it can't be interrupted."

When she said this, the expression on her small face was bright.

It was so easy for her to be satisfied.

"Silly girl." Mercy would bow his head and kiss her on the forehead.

Yan xiaonuo hugged his narrow and thin waist, and his thick and slender eyelashes were like unfolded feather fans. "Your birthday should be very lively, right?"

"It's usually a birthday party." "You will receive a lot of valuable gifts, you will come to a lot of top elites, but it's boring."

Yan xiaonuo looked up at him. He had no waves on his face. It could be seen that he had no feeling for his birthday.

"What's your birthday?" Yan xiaonuo asked suddenly.

"March 16." "Do you want to celebrate my birthday?"

"It's not my turn." Yan xiaonuo quickly turned his head.

Mo xijue's thumb gently scraped her tiny red face. It was as delicate as a newly opened petal. His voice was like a butterfly straying into the flowers, which dazzled people. "To tell you the truth, I really want to have a birthday with you."Yan xiaonuo's heart pounded, "don't be kidding."

"No "I mean it," she said

His lips fell down like this. The rain fell on the bright window and misted the pink and purple hydrangea.

"Ding Dong."

The sound of the doorbell.

Yan xiaonuo got up and opened the door. It was moxichen.

He still had a big bag in his hand.

"Miss Yan, may I come in?" Mexichen's miserable face had a fatal smile.

Yan xiaonuo thought of his concern for mexicheng and nodded, "Mo Shao, please come in."

Mo Xichen came in with the bag. He seemed to know where Moxi was, and went directly to the balcony.

Mexici was still leaning in front of tatami and did not move.

Yan xiaonuo saw Moxi Chen holding things and sitting beside him.

From the back, there is no difference between the two brothers.

She turned to make tea for them.

"My father missed you so much." Moxichen opened the bag. "He asked me to give you these."

It's all account books, contracts, property rights certificates and so on.

Mercy never looked at it.

"There are several diamond bases in South Africa. My father intends to give them to you." Mo Xichen said again.

"I don't need it." Messi finally spoke.

Mo Xichen frowned with anger in his voice, "ah Jue, why do you need to..."

"What do you mean by pointing a gun at my woman and giving me these things again?" "Brother, you know this feeling better than I do," he said coldly

Mo Xichen's face turned pale.

After a long time, his face slowly recovered blood color, sighed, "really take you no way, I put things here, when you accept, or father there, I'm not easy to explain."

Mo Xichen turned around and left, and Yan xiaonuo stood there with the tea made and bit his lips.

"Miss Yan, please accompany him more." When he passed her, he said, "he only listens to you now."

"I see." Yan xiaonuo nodded.

Mercy stood there, her slender back distressed her.

She went over, took Mo xijue's hand, buried her face in his arms, and gave a low cry, "ah Jue."

Mercy immediately hugged her, his face buried deep in her hair and said nothing.

From the acquaintance till now, Yan xiaonuo has seen many appearances of mexicheng, such as domineering, arrogant, gentle, narcissistic, angry The scenes flashed through my mind as if I were looking at the flowers.

But no one like now his silent appearance let her heartache like a knife.

Although he had never called his elder brother in front of him, he reluctantly accepted the gift in order that he would not be punished by his father.

Both acceptance and non acceptance made him sad.

Yan xiaonuo held him quietly, and time went by for a long time, until the night outside the window gradually rose.

It seems that everything is calm.

Vader housekeeper sent the itinerary of these days, mercy decided to look at it and put it aside, wrapped Yan xiaonuo thick out of the door.

It rained in London in the evening. It was really wet and cold. Yan xiaonuo wanted to stamp his feet.

"I told you not to come out, but to come out." Mercy took her in his arms, and she warmed up a little.

"There are fireworks to see tonight." Yan xiaonuo blinked big eyes and said, "you can't deny that I have seen the schedule sent by housekeeper Vader."

In order to celebrate the official start of Sotheby's auction tomorrow, there will be big fireworks in London tonight.

"It's OK to look in the room." "What if you have a cold?" she said

"No, I'm wearing a lot of them." Yan xiaonuo said with a smile.

"It's colder on the mountain." Mercy said, and asked Vader, "is that ready?"

"Everything is ready, young master." Said Vader hastily.

"Where is it?" Yan xiaonuo asked curiously.

"My villa," mercy said faintly

"Villa? Or in the house? No, it's better to go to the hotel Yan xiaonuo opened his eyes.

"There is a high tower in the villa. You can see it and it's warm." "It's time to get there," mursey whispered

"You have a great place." Yan xiaonuo said.

"In addition to the former manor of the cloud family, only my manor has this tower. You should feel very lucky." "Now on the tower, you can see not only fireworks, but also the night view of London," he said

Speaking to little Norton, he was full of expectation. "Let's go quickly."Mercy took her in her arms and whispered, "your question has hurt my self-esteem."

The tone of the committee is bent with Yan xiaonuo bullying him.

"I just ask casually." Yan xiaonuo's remaining light from the corner of his eyes aimed at Vader housekeeper, and his shoulder slightly shrugged.

"I don't care." "You have to do something to save my wounded heart."

Yan xiaonuo only felt that the goose bumps on her body were going to get up.

And Butler Vader has begun to rub his nose, trying to hide the smile.

"Messier, how can you be like a child?" Yan xiaonuo thinks his head is big.

"My self-esteem is hurt again, and I want double compensation." "You can kiss me for 20 minutes."

Yan xiaonuo almost spurted blood, "twenty minutes out of breath."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Messi put the rascal to the end.