"We're here... Well, what should I say? When I was a completely mortal, I lived here for about twenty years."

Mo Chen dragged the suitcase in his hand, let out a gentle breath, and stopped.

He will not miss any details when he is doing the show, and he has already made preparations in advance. Anyway, it will be a problem for such a day. After a dinner is over, it will be considered as if everyone has met.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was evening. It was only three or four hours. Even if it was a farce, he asked himself that he still had this patience.

not to mention……

He looked behind him and saw that the witch was still lowering her eyes, unable to see what she looked like, but the expression on her face was calm, without any sorrow or joy, as if she was an exquisite doll.

This made Mo Chen feel that his conscience was condemned, a little bit. However, since the witch did not clearly express his resistance, he would definitely not let go of his hands automatically—

That's right, Kikyo's white wrist was still held by him. From the plane to the end, and then back to the journey, Mo Chen never let go.

The witch attracted many stunning and envious eyes along the way, so many angry and cursed eyes stabbed Mo Chen like a knife... The equivalent exchange is indeed the constant law of this world, and it is very fair.

In the past, Mo Chen was very repulsive of this strange look, but for some reason, he... enjoyed it very much today.

This must be because of one's noble character and moral sentiment that he disagrees with these unruly people and repays his grievances with kindness...

Mo Chen thought so and nodded with deep understanding.

The witch looked at the low-key and luxurious house in front of her, ignoring the strange sight of the people coming and going in the community at her and the guy around her.

She was used to it, and even the hand she was held was used to. After trying to break free several times, she did not break free again, and just let the other party hold it in her hand quietly.

“…”

“…”

The two of them stood silently in the community, naturally attracting their attention.

But it is just a simple attraction. In the future, the impression of those people will quickly fade away the forgetting under the influence of the radiation of the power of illusion, and will not leave too deep traces.

Just like a dream, it is normal for them to be unable to form deep memories of this period of experience under the manipulation and interference of illusions.

After a little sense of the rare extra eight breaths of life in his house, Mo Chen didn't say anything, but just pulled the corners of his mouth.

The original arrangement was to go out for a meal, but... what should I say? It is probably difficult to coordinate and arrange. After all, everyone is located in different cities, or even on business trips in different countries.

Coupled with that awkward relationship, it is difficult to agree on a location where everyone thinks it is OK.

Why should I go to your place, not you come to my place? Why should I beg you to accommodate you? You can't tolerate me?

If both parties have such patience and character, or as long as one of them is like this, then they will not be able to reach this point today—

Both of them chose to reorganize their families, and perhaps they had really met their true love and found the right person in their lives.

Maybe it's because I don't want to show weakness to the other party, and I think the other party can continue to find someone, but my marriage will be completely ruined after I leave the other party... Maybe it's because...

Anyway, that's all, wait and see.

But one thing should be certain, that is, the other half they choose should no longer be as strong as the other party. Otherwise, they would not have come here at this time today, with a little bit of compromise.

When choosing Mo Chen, it is probably the only best place for both the original "parents" to compromise, so they can come from other places.

Of course, it is not that interesting for the parties involved.

...

...

"Mo Chen..." Kikyo called softly, "Are you not going in?"

To be fair, she had accepted this fact, but she didn't have much of the rest of the feeling.

If the other party suddenly changes his mind and does not want to participate in such a "farce", she will accept it calmly, but it is not a solution to stay outside now, so she will ask.

"No, I'm just thinking about a very simple elementary school problem. If there are two people plus two other people, and there are three oil bottles, how could the final result be eight people?"

Mo Chen shook his head and chuckled softly.

He had been a little surprised since just now, why was it the breath of eight people?

"Forget it, maybe I brought a driver or hired a chef or something. Let's go in and take a look first."

Not wanting to worry Kikyo, he directly exposed such a topic lightly, let go of his long-standing white wrist, and dragged the suitcase that had no need to be carried forward.

Although he didn't notice something was wrong, Mo Chen vaguely discovered something in his intuitive premonition and the chaotic nature that quietly began to surging in his body.

Behind him, the witch took back her wrist and looked down. She saw that the white wrist was held tightly by him for so long, but there was no rosy at all.

Then she lowered her eyes, her expression as calm as before.

But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. After all, my body was just tomb soil and spiritual bones.

Mo Chen once said that with his authority, he could have completely reversal of life and death, turn his hands and set off fate, turn his hands and restore the universe, and reshape his life only casually... But in the end, the witch refused.

She silently recalled the situation at that time. What did she think at that time?

Maybe I feel that I am actually different from the one I used to be. When I first met this guy, I was not the white witch of the past, but a porcelain witch.

Therefore, I always feel...a faint sense of repulsion.

I probably don’t want to deny my current self for the sake of my past self.

Just when Kikyo didn't know why, suddenly, Mo Chen had already opened the door of his house. He was the head of the household and had the key, not to mention that the door was just closed and not locked.

Someone was preparing tonight's family dinner inside, and the fragrance of the meal came to his nose as soon as he opened the door.

But none of these matters, what matters is-

“Welcome back—!!”

As soon as he opened the door, Mo Chen noticed a strange aura and quickly rushed towards him, and a sound full of energy came.

He instantly captured the new image of the enemy, and was also a little unresponsive. Did this guy Naiya really throw away all his morals? With such a stunned kung fu, the plaid dress maid outfit, the energetic silver hair, blue-eyed and dazed luoli was about to pounce on him!

He felt a stern, then he sneered, and just wanted to...

"Xiaochen, are you back?"

The mature and slightly hoarse female voice was filled with surprise, which forced Mo Chen to hold back the chopped palm.

He reached out his hand as if he was naturally demeanor, pressed the head of the silver-haired girl, rubbed it hard, and smiled at the mature woman who ran out with the spatula:

"Yes, I'm back...but, what's going on?"

He said with a smile, but his eyes were nailed to the beautiful girl with silver-haired and blue eyes who was constantly rubbing her hair.

Plaid skirt, maid outfit, silver hair, blue eyes, long hair...

Mo Chen really had the urge to swear for a moment. No wonder he was a "god of no appearance". Naia is really shameless. She thought that the last time she used the form of bloated woman was already very flirtatious. This time...

Is Naiyazi a must-kill?

"Hey? Isn't this your girlfriend? I want to ask you why don't you come with Nayako..."

When the woman found that her son had still skipped the most basic title, she suddenly looked dark, but she had already been mentally prepared.

This was how it was a long time ago. The relationship between the family was cold and distant, and both parents chose to reorganize their families after divorce. The child caught in the middle was naturally the most hurt and painful.

To be honest, my son did not completely cut off contact with him, nor did he speak ill of others, had a bad attitude, but he became much colder and no longer called him a certain title... This was a much better result than women imagined.

But it is precisely because of this that I want to ask for more.

"Ha?" Mo Chen was a little confused. What the hell is this?

He lowered his head and saw the silver-haired luoli, whose hair was maliciously rubbed by his own will, grabbed Daema, and was bulging his cheeks with anger. A cunning look flashed in his beautiful green eyes.

"..." Mo Chen was silent immediately. He admitted that he had indeed miscalculated. Naia was so shameless.

And it really made Him... let her seize a good opportunity.

“…”

“…”

After looking at the silver-haired girl who was caught by herself for a moment, Mo Chen smiled softly, and at the same time, the girl also smiled sweetly, looking obedient and cute.

The witch behind frowned slightly, and she keenly noticed something.

The woman also cheered up and squeezed out a smile that could not tell anything was wrong. She was about to say something, and then she saw the witch, and then her expression was slightly frozen.

I looked at the amazing witch, then at the energetic silver-haired girl, and then at the son who seemed to have become strangers.

The woman's eyes became quite complicated.

Sure enough, are he and his ex-husband too selfish? This kind of selfishness is the greatest harm to the child trapped in the middle! Did he start to learn bad things in revenge as the book says?!

What to do? Are you still qualified to discipline him?

But Mo Chen ignored the woman and didn't have that mood, just as he couldn't really treat the other party as his mother, and he couldn't even shout it.
Chapter completed!