President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo was stunned. There was no longer the evil spirit in the eyes of Mo Xichen, but there was a kind of firmness.

She pondered and said: "brother, I know your mood, but if the elder brother asks for mercy, he can exchange his father's change of heart. I'm afraid it's not true."

Yan xiaonuo vaguely felt that Mo Lingtian would not be the one who made such a decision under the impulse.

It may be that mosey Jue refused the marriage of the Rawls family.

Maybe Adele's exposure.

All sorts of things, let Mo Ling day's heart already buried the seeds of anger, just wait for today's outbreak.

Mo Xichen did not understand, but Yan xiaonuo understood why Mo xijue would not return to Mohism.

That's not to let Mo Xichen and Madame Xuanji get involved.

It's just insincere.

Yan xiaonuo took a look at Jian Ming with a sad expression and said to Mo Xichen: "elder brother, the most important thing now is to settle down Jianming sister."

Mo Xichen is silent and turns to leave with Jianming and Xuanji.

Yan xiaonuo watched their car out of the range of the castle, then turned around, but found that moxijue was standing a few steps behind him.

His black eyes are still the light look, like the unique light of Dark Jade. No one can see what he is thinking at the moment.

Yan xiaonuo stretched out his hand and held the hand of Mo Xi Jue.

Her fingers with warmth, from the palm, although the midsummer mountain wind is hot, but with a bit of romance, the mountain scenery is magnificent and moving, but not as gentle as her eyes and eyebrows at the moment.

"Go back." As if indulged in her gentleness, Mo xijue could not bear to open her mouth to break, and her voice was also permeated with some other gentleness, "it's time for you to have a physical examination."

The period of drug testing is over. Cheng Ziyan needs to have a physical examination of her body and make a careful evaluation before determining the treatment plan.

Yan xiaonuo in the physical examination, Moxi Jue did not accompany her side, he is looking from the London police department feedback about Vivier.

For Wei Wei Er's crimes, Mo xijue doesn't care at all. What he cares about is where is the antidote to Yan xiaonuo.

The method of interrogation in the London police station is better than that of Mersey Jue, and Wei Wei Er is tortured to a faint breath.

But she still bit her mouth.

Mo xijue only felt very upset. She closed the computer with a "pa" sound. Her fingers gently pressed against her eyebrows and closed her eyes slightly.

I've been waiting for three hours. I've been looking at it for a while.

The pain of drug test, only Yan xiaonuo knows, but no matter how painful she can endure it, as long as there is hope.

She and Mo Xi Jue, have, also only left each other.

Fortunately, the results of her examination did not deviate much from Cheng Ziyan's expectation. In other words, the next step of treatment could be carried out.

Yan xiaonuo bit his lips and asked Cheng Ziyan: "father, me, is the child in my stomach OK?"

Knowing her worry, Cheng Ziyan said with a smile, "the child is OK. Don't worry."

Yan xiaonuo breathed a sigh of relief, heard that the baby was ok, she was really relieved.

"Just..." Cheng Ziyan pondered, "the next step may be more painful than before. You should be prepared."

Yan xiaonuo listened, just a faint smile, said: "it doesn't matter, I can insist."

Cheng Ziyan didn't say anything more. He sighed without trace. He thought about how to improve it and let Yan xiaonuo suffer less.

Yan xiaonuo doesn't care. Her indicators are normal, and she can smoothly enter the next link of treatment, which means that she still has great hope to recover.

She wants to tell the good news to mosie Jue.

But Mo xijue is not in the study. The maid tells her that she went to the pavilion.

Yan xiaonuo went to look for him. Sure enough, she saw him sitting on the soft collapse she often sat on, with two pure white samoyes lying on his feet.

Seeing her coming from a distance, two loyal dogs met her first. Yan xiaonuo touched their heads as a greeting, and then came to moxijue.

Her smile reflected the sun, as gorgeous as peach blossom in full bloom, the light green skirt with her footsteps, such as the ripples pushed by the blue water.

"In a good mood, it seems that the results of the examination are very good?" Mo xijue stood up, put Yan xiaonuo's fingers in her hand, and sat on the soft cave with her, sharing the lotus fragrance and cool wind.

Yan xiaonuo said with a smile: "it's not only good, it's just wonderful, you know? The father said that the effect was very good, can continue to treat

Mo xijue was infected by her smile, and the tenderness in her heart turned into a kiss on her forehead, "well, that's great."

"It will be the Chinese Valentine's day soon." Yan xiaonuo smile, big eyes with expectation, "let's go shopping together, OK?"Qixi Festival It is said that the Niulang and Zhinv meet each other once a year. At that end, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

That kind of unspeakable feeling, there is a kind of desolation and helplessness, he has never had such a feeling.

Yan xiaonuo looked at the appearance of Mo Xi Jue who was very little Zheng Chong. He couldn't help but worry, and called out to him, "Mo Xi Jue? Are you all right? "

The clear and sweet voice made Mo xijue come back to her senses. Even though he was in a bad mood, he didn't show it. He said, "I'm ok. Don't worry. I'll go shopping with you that day."

She couldn't hear the pain buried in his voice.

But she still smiles, like a pool full of red lotus, "you are so good." She was prone to his broad shoulder, smiling eyes across a touch of helplessness.

She understood that the poison in her body, abandoned by the Mohist school, was the pain and sting in the bottom of her heart. No matter what she said or did, she could not change the fact that it would sting moxijue.

She thought that Mo xijue had given him unlimited romance, why can't she give him a unique Chinese Valentine's day?

In the following time, Yan xiaonuo was preparing for the Qixi Festival in addition to receiving treatment according to Cheng Ziyan's request every day.

Weide housekeeper naturally fully supports Yan xiaonuo's idea. You know, at this time, there is nothing more happy than to make moxie Jue happy.

In addition to their own work, the maids of the castle worked overtime to finish the work assigned by Yan xiaonuo, but everyone's face was full of smiles.

On the night of the Chinese Valentine's day, the lights were out all around the castle. There was no light except the stars in the sky and the crescent moon.

In the dark night, a clear flute sounds from nowhere. Yan xiaonuo and Moxi Jue together ignite the first light tonight.

It turns out that in the huge fountain, Yan xiaonuo placed one pink lotus lamp after another according to the shape of the fountain.

With the lighting of each lotus lamp, the surrounding darkness is illuminated, and the fountain has a different charm.

The water in the pool is quiet without a ripple, only the light of the lotus lamp flickers slightly, which is amazing in the dark.

As for Xiao Nuo's ingenious mind, is this the only one? Led from the mountain to the stream in the castle, one by one, small round lamps the size of fists were lowered from the upstream. With the slow flow of water, people on the bank were surrounded in the middle.

This feeling seems to be in the sky.

When the elegant flute sound is over, the reverberation of drums and electric sounds rings, and sparks suddenly come out from the originally dark grass.

The fireworks flashed like a dragon in a flash, and then Moxi Jue could see clearly that under the light, the maid in the castle was dancing.

The difference is that the music is very dynamic. With the music, the dance is also full of vitality.

The night was climaxed by music and dancing.

At the end of the dance, the music also changed from fast rhythm to slow rhythm, like the first snow melting in the sun. The snow melted without trace, moistened the earth, and the fragrant flowers bloomed faintly. The warm feeling of gradual human heart was irresistible.

With the music, it is a huge swing that comes from nowhere. In the middle of the swing is Yan xiaonuo.

Mo xijue looks at her, and the fireworks on the ground have been extinguished. Yan xiaonuo is wearing a white gauze dress, and all her black hair is scattered. What she wears is only a pink wreath on her head.

She stood on the swing, the wind blowing her gauze clothes is also real and illusory, that kind of independent feeling of leaving the world, so that the stars behind her have become a foil.

The swing fell on the ground smoothly, and Yan xiaonuo, like a fairy coming from the moon, walked gracefully in front of Mo xijue.

Mo xijue admitted that he was completely shocked by Yan xiaonuo.

At the moment, in addition to the flickering of lights, the stars and the moon have no sound at all. Moxi Jue firmly sticks to xiaonuo's hand, and her voice is filled with a surprise that is hard to hide: "you clever ghost, how can you think of so many ideas?"

Yan xiaonuo before also nervous mood, at the moment also completely relaxed, her brilliant smile, gorgeous, "there is a final idea."

"Oh?" Mo xijue's voice was full of expectation, but found that he did not know when he had been standing by the stream, and the boat stopped at his feet.

I don't know where the lights on the water have gone. Now the light in the water is full of stars.

Yan xiaonuo said with a smile: "let's go back by boat together?"

Mo xijue very carefully with the words of small promise on the boat, do not need to deliberately go boating, the boat itself gently down their own floating.

Only a hydrangea light was on at the bow.

Yan xiaonuo lowered her body and lay in the arms of Moxi Jue. Her black hair curled on her knee, bright and fragrant.

His arms were so warm, and with the natural cool smell of mint in his body.

Stars, moon, breeze, beauty, the atmosphere at the moment, even if two people do not speak, is very quiet.On the contrary, speaking will destroy the rare atmosphere.

Mo xijue never thought that the shy Yan xiaonuo would spend so much thought for him, and clearly her body was not suitable for hard work.

Thinking about, originally accumulated many days of depression actually slowly dissipated a lot.