President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo couldn't laugh or cry, but he was afraid that he would play a rogue with her endlessly, so he had to touch his lips gently.

It was a pity that the car stopped because it had reached its destination.

Yan xiaonuo is secretly happy in his heart. Moxi definitely gets out of the car with her and enters the manor.

At night, the manor is as bright as a palace. The main building is in an arc. The huge pool reflects the bright lights. It has the feeling of a castle in fairy tales.

There's a car waiting for them.

Yan xiaonuo and Moxi decided to change cars and go directly to the tower behind.

Although it is a high tower, it is very clean and tidy. Because it is winter, there are fire walls and warm floors, so xiaonuo doesn't feel cold at all.

When they got to the top floor together, mosey opened the fireplace and lit the candle.

"Why are there candles on the top floor and no lights?" Yan xiaonuo asked curiously.

"I don't know. It was set by my mother when she was alive," he said faintly

Yan xiaonuo is more surprised, "your mother used to live here?"

"This manor is her dowry." "My mother is said to have lived here before, and she likes to have a good view of London, so she comes here a lot," said mosey

As the eldest son and the youngest daughter, Mo Xichen did not get his mother's favorite dowry. It seems that Mo xijue's mother preferred him.

Is this one of the reasons why his father was so strict with him?

Yan xiaonuo shook her head gently. What was she thinking.

All of a sudden, she found that all the decorations here were hydrangeas, and even the railings outside the window were carved with hydrangeas.

How much do you like Hydrangea?

Because it was very cold, mercy would never allow her to open the window. Fortunately, the glass was so clear that people who didn't know would bump into it.

A sound, said the small Nuo along the prestige, the fireworks rocked up, has been blooming in the night sky gorgeous light.

She couldn't help walking to the window and looking up at the beautiful scenery.

Messi stood behind her, quietly with her.

She likes fireworks, balloons, roses, he remembers.

"Ah Yan xiaonuo sent out a exclamation, the voice with a surprise, "Moxi determined you see, it's snowing."

In the night sky, there were little snowflakes. At first, there were only a few small snow beads, but then more and more. The wind did not know when to stop, and the snowflakes drifted down leisurely.

After a sudden warm, Moxi decided to put on her heavy cloak, the voice light: "want to go out to see?"

Yan xiaonuo nodded vigorously, "you also wear thick points, we look together."

"Good." Messi put on his black cloak, opened the French window and went out with her.

Out of the warm room, a cold feeling immediately swept over, but yanxiaonuo did not feel cold, because under the cloak, Messi would take her hand.

The whole of London lights up in the snow. The more beautiful it is.

The white fox hair on her pink Cape hat floated gently with her breath, making her face more delicate and white.

Yan xiaonuo said with a smile, "is the snow beautiful?"

"I didn't look at the snow." "I'm looking at you," mercy said softly

When he said this, his black eyes were even brighter than the light. He was so beautiful that she knew he would tease her, but she couldn't help looking at him.

The snow began to fall gradually, and it became more and more urgent as her heart beat. However, her mood was as beautiful as snow scenery.

"You seem to owe me something." His voice is like the immortal voice outside the sky, which makes people feel broken.

Yan xiaonuo's eyes flashed. Snowflakes fell on her long eyelashes, which were more dark and thick. Before she could speak, Messi would have already kissed her down.

In the heart that kind of like magma general hot feeling, turned into the breath of lips, scalded the snow falling on the face.

She seemed irresistible, or, from the beginning, she had been irresistible.

"The first young master, the second young master, and the third young lady."

Rich tone of English, a tall man came over, although energetic, but his head has some white hair.

"Hello, Mr. Smith," murdochen nodded

Mo xijue and Mrs. Xuanji also nodded slightly. Mr. Smith replied with a smile, "in order to celebrate the young master's stake in Sotheby's, there is an opening ceremony besides the fireworks last night. Please come in."

It turned out that last night's fireworks were set off for moxichen. Yan xiaonuo thought, but Mr. Smith only invited the three brothers and sisters of the Mohist family and did not greet her.

She didn't know whether to go in or keep standing, or to find an excuse to leave.

When he was hesitating, he said faintly, "since it's for the big brother's celebration, the protagonist will be OK. I won't go."Mr. Smith was shocked: "second young master..."

Mo Xichen said in a relaxed tone: "there are so many treasures here. I'm afraid my two younger brothers can't help it. Let him have a look."

Mr. Smith immediately began to laugh: "please help yourself, the two young masters. If you have any instructions, just tell me what you want."

Mrs. Xuanji took the opportunity to finish the scene: "Uncle Smith, you have to take a picture of the baby I like."

"Three young ladies, don't worry, I will, certainly, ha ha." As he spoke, Smith went inside with Mo Xichen and Madame Xuanji.

Messi definitely took Yan xiaonuo's hand and said softly, "let's go and have a look."

"Well." Yan xiaonuo only felt very down-to-earth. All the embarrassment and loss just now disappeared.

The exhibits here are all treasures taken out by various collectors. They are properly placed in the window, with commentaries next to them. There are elites from all over the world visiting. There is no crowding or taking photos. Everyone's quality is very high.

On the other hand, when they saw mexicho, they politely said hello, and he also responded one by one. After walking around, he said at least a dozen languages.

Unfortunately, Yan xiaonuo can only understand English and Chinese, as well as a little Japanese and Korean.

Others are confused, but she still nods with a smile. Body language is also language.

Fortunately, no one will discriminate against her, she can't speak many languages, and they all nod to her.

She felt a little better and decided to go back to learn more languages. She used to think that she could only learn professional knowledge well, but today she realized that she couldn't understand the most basic language of greeting. How can she introduce her works to others?

How can she communicate with others smoothly?

But he must have put a lot of effort into his study when he was young?

She knew how hard it was to study, and those courses alone would be too much for me. Moreover, Messi knew much more than she did. His childhood and adolescence must have been a hundred times harder than him.

"What do you want me to do instead of looking at the exhibits?" Mo xijue's eyes with a deep banter, "kiss you here, the world's headlines, you want me to kiss you."

"Messi, you hate it!" Yan xiaonuo looked at the people around him and said, "I think you can speak so many languages. It must be very hard to learn it?"

"No, it didn't take much effort." "It's just that people from all kinds of countries come to chat with me every day."

With that, he took two steps forward to see the oil painting in the window.

Yan xiaonuo was stunned. Every day, people from more than ten countries would chat with them in various languages. Everyone would be crazy.

His back is tall and magnificent. A foreign couple is talking to him. Mercy will keep a gentleman's smile and talk with them happily.

She always felt that he was just a rich second generation, but he could do whatever he wanted with money at home.

Now it seems that he is really not. He is wearing a splendid light, and everywhere he goes, he is envious. However, few people know how much effort and pain he has to pay behind the glory.

She stood there looking at herself in the crowd with a warm smile in her eyes.

It felt as if the sun lit up the sky, flowers competing to open, warm and sweet, people feel very comfortable from inside to outside.

He said to her softly, "what are you doing there? Come here. "

Yan xiaonuo slowly walked over and held the hand of Mo xijue.

Moxi was stunned slightly, and she had already said, "I've read all these, but I haven't seen the jade bowl that you said is used by Emperor Yongzheng?"

He smiles. "That's not going to be on display here."

Yan xiaonuo immediately understood that such a precious auction must be waiting for the official auction time to take out.

But she was still curious: "where would you see it?"

"Let's go up and have a look, and see the opening ceremony."

Yan xiaonuo deeply smiles, nods clearly, and goes upstairs together with Moxi.