President's Single-minded Love

Put on the desk that thick medical books, Yan xiaonuo feel if this book up smash people, must be good to use.

Although the book is kept very neat, the edge of the page has been rolled up because of frequent reading.

Yan xiaonuo is also a person who often reads books. She knows how this is going on.

"That's why you're on Mo day?" Yan xiaonuo looked at the slightly rolled up pages and said faintly, "it's not only a good match, but you're all in love with Mohist. You're the most suitable person, whether it's to Mozi or to Mohist school."

Wei Wei Er raised the chin, looking at Yan xiaonuo said: "good."

The eyes, the expression, are extremely determined.

Yan xiaonuo heard here, it is impossible not to be surprised. She is not only surprised at weiwei'er, but also at Mo Ling Tian.

In her impression, Mo Lingtian is a tyrant who doesn't think about other people's feelings at all, but now it seems that he is not.

He seemed to care a little bit about Messi.

Because of Princess evelena?

Yan xiaonuo put up this idea, she calmly accepted weiwei'er's eyes and asked, "how do you want to talk to me about these?"

Wei Wei Er's hand "pa" once closed the open medical book, said: "want you to retreat in the face of difficulties."

"Back in the face of difficulties?" Yan xiaonuo laughed. "If you just want to threaten me with rolst or Mohist, you are wrong."

Weiwei Er looked at Yan xiaonuo for a while and said coldly with a smile: "you really don't see the coffin and don't shed tears. Then I'll show you this thing."

Finish saying, Wei Wei Er took out a recording pen from the drawer.

Yan xiaonuo looked at the recording pen and asked, "what is this?"

Wei Wei Er did not pay attention to her, but put the recording pen into the computer.

The time is displayed on a day four years ago.

Large and small wavelengths began to appear on the screen. Yan xiaonuo heard the familiar voice full of anxiety: "Wei Wei Er, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Weiweier's voice was full of weakness and helplessness: "ah Jue, I'm so scared."

The voice was still steady and powerful, "don't be afraid."

There is a large blank in the middle. At last, the voice of Mo Xi Jue rang, "I will marry you, you can rest assured."

The recording stopped abruptly.

Yan xiaonuo stepped back several steps and resisted the cold wall. She looked at weiwei'er and said, "it's not like this. Your recording is fake."

Weiwei Er threw the recording pen in her hand to Yan xiaonuo and said faintly: "you can go to any person to identify."

Silver white recording pen, small and delicate, flashing light in the light, stabbed Yan xiaonuo's eyes.

Weiwei er said: "Yan xiaonuo, do you know what role you are now?"

Yan xiaonuo even shook his head, "no, if so, why doesn't Moxi decide to be engaged to you now?"

Weiwei'er said to Yan xiaonuo with a smile: "why don't you get engaged to me? Not for your stomach? How eager ah Jue was to have a child. Mo Xichen is not married now. This child is the first child of the Mohist family! Yan xiaonuo, do you want me to say more? "

Mohist's first child They have the first right of inheritance.

Vader housekeeper once mentioned this matter to her very implicitly, and told her how precious she was in the eyes of mosijie.

Yan xiaonuo only felt that her mind was about to explode, and her brain was buzzing. She held her head and murmured to herself, "I don't believe it. Messi will never do this to me. I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

Wei Wei Er looked at Yan xiaonuo contemptuously and said: "Yan xiaonuo, your good life is to live one day less, and give birth to a child well. This is your mission. If you have delusions about other things, even if you have ten lives, it is not enough to die!"

Yan xiaonuo turns a deaf ear to Wei Wei Er's threat. She stands up and turns around and rushes out.

Weiwei Er looks at Yan xiaonuo's dejected back, and her eyes fall on the recording pen on the ground.

At this time, housekeeper jasley came in and gently held Vivier. His voice was full of love and sigh: "Miss, you are tired."

Weiweier sat on the sofa supported by jasley and said softly, "jasley, you have been wronged these two days."

"I don't feel aggrieved, as long as the lady is comfortable," said jasley, standing at the table, pouring a cup of coffee for Vivier and placing it in front of her

Weiwei Er took a sip of coffee and sneered: "if you don't give her some color to see, I really don't know who she is."

Jasley thought for a moment and said to weiweier, "Miss, you are very skillful. In fact, as long as you use a little means, Yan xiaonuo's child will be gone. Then..."

"Don't say it." Weiweier interrupted jasley, put the coffee cup on the table, and looked at her coldly, "ah, I wish I had children. I can't do such a thing."Jasley looked at weiwei'er and said, "even if the second young master wants to have children, he can only give birth to you, not Yan xiaonuo, a woman of unknown origin and boundless wealth."

Wei Wei Er sat on the sofa, silent for a moment, or shook her head: "don't say it's ah Jue. Now the whole Mohist school attaches great importance to Yan xiaonuo's children. I can't do such a thing."

"Miss..." Jasley did not stop trying to persuade him, "what a good opportunity there was to kill people with a knife. Now that the knife is gone, does miss want to watch Yan xiaonuo give birth to a child? Yan xiaonuo's character is not that kind of easy to handle, I'm afraid there will be trouble

"Jasley." Wei Wei Er gently said, "no matter who gave birth to the child, if the child is gone, ah Jue must be very sad, very sad."

The housekeeper said reluctantly, "your heart is on the second young master, and you care whether he is sad or not. But what about the second young master? How many times did you cry when you came to the castle? How many nights were you so sad that you couldn't sleep

Wei Wei Er listened, closed her eyes tightly, and tears slipped down her white cheek.

"The eldest lady of the Rawls family, the apple of the master's and Madame's eyes, have you ever suffered such an injustice?" Jasley's tone was full of regret.

Vivil sat there, took a tissue from the table, wiped her tears, and said, "jasley, I know what you mean, but now, I can't bear to do such a thing."

After a pause, she said, "I'm not afraid of anyone. I just don't want to be a woman that a Jue hates. Even if he doesn't love me, I don't want him to hate me."

Jasley listened to Vivier, looked at her and said, "Miss, you really met the devil in your life."

Wei Wei Er wryly smile: "I admit my life, still can't?"

Jasley was speechless, so she took Vivien in her arms and sighed a long time.

Yan xiaonuo hastily returned to the master bedroom, and Moxi was still sleeping on the bed.

She went to the bed and gazed at his sleeping face.

Because of this period of time physical and mental have suffered a lot of trouble, mercy decided to thin cheek almost no meat.

Still sharp contour, still sexy thin lip, still heroic sword eyebrow.

These are her deep love and trust appearance, words small Nuo can not distinguish, which is true, which is false.

She couldn't imagine that Messi would say to Vivier, "I'll marry you. Don't worry."

Yan xiaonuo felt that she was going to explode. She squatted down with her head in her arms and couldn't help crying.

Messi must be sleepy, always hearing the cry of a woman. He tried his best to open his eyes, but found that there was no one in front of the bed.

Is it your own auditory hallucination?

Messi decided to call xiaonuo, but there was no response.

He was puzzled in the heart, got up and called for the maid to help him dress, "where is Yan xiaonuo?"

"Miss Yan is in the kitchen," the maid replied while lowering her head to dress him

"What is this spot doing in the kitchen?" Mercy must have frowned. It's not time for dinner.

The maid replied respectfully: "Miss Yan said that the young master didn't eat much at noon, so she went to the kitchen to make you some appetizers." Said, she pursed her mouth to smile, "Miss Yan is really worried about young master."

Mozi never said anything, but there was a smile in his black eyes.

He dressed, immediately went downstairs to find Yan xiaonuo.

She was pregnant and weak, and she could not bear to cook herself.

In the kitchen, the slender figure in the apron is standing in front of the stove, with black hair in a bun, a snow-white neck exposed, very gentle and lovely.

Before he knew it, he went behind her and held her in his arms.

Yan xiaonuo was scared, until she smelled the familiar cool fragrance, she just breathed a sigh of relief, "are you awake? Did you sleep well? "

Messi shook his head and said, "I don't know if I'm dreaming. I always hear people crying."

Yan xiaonuo heart a thorn, low ground said: "I do not dream do not know?"

"I don't know." Mo Xi definitely hugged Yan xiaonuo more and more, the tone was full of love, "how do you cook yourself? You're still pregnant. Don't be tired. "

If this is the foreword, Xiao Nuo will not think much of what, only think he is in love with her.

But now, Yan xiaonuo only thinks that Moxi is thinking about children.

Her voice light: "may as well matter, uncle Cheng left me a prescription before leaving, I eat according to every day, the body is much better."

Messi decided to lift up her broken hair and kiss her gently, saying, "it's ok if it's OK. Don't cook in the future. Let the cook and maid do it."

"I'll do it once." Yan xiaonuo said softly, and then put the cooked soup in a small porcelain bowl.Messi will sit at the table, waiting for Yan xiaonuo's soup and snacks.

When Yan xiaonuo served the meal, he said to mexicho, "I'm a little tired. I went upstairs to have a rest."