After closing his eyes lightly, Moerye hugged Ling Kexin into his arms, raised his head, took a long breath, and said quietly: "Xin'er, I'm working hard, I must think of you."
"You will, you will think of me." As long as he captures some repeatable images, one day he will remember everything.
"Did you hate me once?"
"Yes." Ling Kexin's hand touched his back, and the water spread all over his body. The caress of the water molecules made people extremely comfortable. She pressed her face against his chest, listening to his violent heartbeat, and said softly, "
Everything happens for a reason, and now, I don’t hate it anymore.”
Hearing this, More Ye lowered his head and held up her chin affectionately. Her tender lips were plump and rosy. A trace of sunlight fell, crystal clear. When More Ye tensed up, he opened his mouth and pressed hard on her red lips.
Seized...
"Yeah!" Mo Xinnian was just happy when she saw Mo Ye kissing her mother. She hurriedly covered her eyes with her little hands and shouted in panic, "Brother, brother, pull me ashore quickly."
Mo Zihao glanced towards the deep water, then pushed his sister's little body and slowly swam to the shore.
"My godmother said that in movies, the ones that are not suitable for children...it's best to stop kissing. Mommy didn't pinch Uncle Mo." Mo Xinnian held the slippers in one hand and held Mo Zihao's swimming trunks with the other as he walked into the villa.
Walk.
"Mommy, you don't have to worry about it... Hey! Little girl, let go!" Mo Zihao slapped her little hands off. If she didn't, her pants would be pulled down.
"Why don't you wear a vest and let me catch you?" Mo Xinnian felt aggrieved.
"You are so old and can walk without falling. Why are you holding me back?"
Mo Xinnian pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at Mo Zihao, "I want my brother to lead me."
"Boys and girls holding hands without clothes don't look good."
"Then Uncle Mo and Mommy kissed..."
"They are adults."
"You are my brother."
"Little girl, don't talk back to me. If you have the ability to talk loudly outside, it doesn't matter if you keep chirping at home." Mo Zihao rolled his eyes at his sister.
"Bad brother," Mo Xinnian muttered, and was about to run in front of him when he suddenly screamed again, "Brother, someone is coming."
Mo Zihao hurriedly looked outside the courtyard gate. Through the fence, he saw a red sports car slowly stopping. Then, a beautiful mixed-race man led Mo Yabo out of the car.
"Is it them?" His little heart tightened, his eyes darkened, he threw the slippers on the ground and strode over.
"What are you doing here?" He looked at Chu Tianyu solemnly.
Chu Tianyu smiled proudly, his eyes slid across his face contemptuously, and then he glanced sharply towards the swimming pool, humming softly, "Are you really living as a family?"
"Mommy! I want Daddy!" Mo Yabo shook Chu Tianyu's hand. Through the fence, he seemed to be able to feel Mo Ye's breath. He became impatient, raised his foot and kicked the door, "
Open the door! Open the door!”
"I won't open it! You go!" Mo Zihao was not afraid at all. When he straightened his body, he really had the cold aura of Mo Ye.
Chu Tianyu chuckled, raised his chin in an air of style, and looked at Mo Zihao, "Hey, you little bastard, let your mother come out."
"No one scolds my brother!" Mo Xinnian, who had been hiding behind Mo Zihao, suddenly came out of his head and yelled angrily.
"Haha, little fox, how about you call me?" Chu Tianyu narrowed his eyes and stared at this beautiful little face, his expression even colder.
"..." When Mo Xinnian heard her calling him a little fox, her mouth dropped and her eyes immediately turned red. She grabbed Mo Zihao's hand and pulled him towards the house.
Mo Zihao didn't want to pay attention to Chu Tianyu and his mother, so he turned around and followed his sister.
"Hey! Ling Kexin, come out!" Seeing that the two children didn't open the door, Chu Tianyu raised his voice.
The last few rays of light had faded from the sky. In the swimming pool, after seeing the children leaving, More Ye took Ling Kexin to a dark corner and kissed her fiercely. His wet and hot mouth slowly went down, and his hands moved
Swim freely underwater.
Ling Kexin scratched his hair, raised her face, and moaned with pleasure from her slightly parted red lips...
"Ling Kexin!" Suddenly, a loud shout made her open her eyes. She held Mo Ye's head and looked toward the courtyard door in surprise.
The swimming pool is surrounded by tall trees and green precious shrubs. From this perspective, the surrounding situation cannot be seen, and people outside cannot see the swimming pool, but based on the sound, Ling Kexin knew it was Chu Tianyu.
"Er Ye, hurry up, someone is coming." After saying that, Ling Kexin pushed him away and climbed up first.
"Ling Kexin, you are so despicable!" Seeing Ling Kexin walking over wetly, Chu Tianyu clenched his teeth and cursed sarcastically, "A poor and humble maid, taking advantage of my man's amnesia, used any means to lock him up.
Do you still have any sense of shame here?"
As she said that, she glanced up and down at Ling Kexin again, and saw that the soaked skirt clung to her fair skin, outlining her exquisite figure. What was even more proud was that she had given birth to a pair of twins.
Her breasts are still so tall, and the deep ravine hidden in the white snow is a fatal temptation for men.
Chu Tianyu's eyes almost boiled with anger. Although Mo Ye was already a "useless" man in her heart, she was superior to the little maid in front of her in every aspect. In the end, she was defeated by her.
Very dissatisfied!
Sometimes life is about fighting for reputation! The word "failure" has never appeared in Chu Tianyu's life dictionary. She believes that the God of fate has always favored her.
No, five years ago, when More Ye was about to marry the little maid, he had a car accident, so he still belongs to her!
Now, he can't escape her grasp. Mo Ye is recognized by outsiders as a filial son. If the little maid can't win Wu Qiong's favor, she won't be able to enter the Mo family.
Even if she, Chu Tianyu, hangs More Ye on a bamboo pole to dry, she won't leave him to the little maid! As long as she marries him and she gets Xinhuang Media Company, then she doesn't have to care about this man.
Water kept falling from the tip of her hair. Ling Kexin's hands pinched the hem of her skirt, looking at Chu Tianyu displeased, her lips trembling slightly, "Chu Tianyu, I have already said that we are competing fairly, I don't
I think I’m playing tricks... Also, please be more respectful when you speak in the future, don’t talk too much, little maid!”
"What's wrong?" Mo Ye came over with a white bath towel wrapped around his lower body. His strong chest muscles and well-developed and strong muscles were so dazzling and charming, and the hair that fell casually due to moisture made his face look beautiful.
Even more handsome and graceless.
He walked to the door and put his arm on Ling Kexin's shoulder. He looked lazy and spoke slowly, "What... the little maid?"
"Daddy!" Mo Yabo called him loudly with his face pressed against the fence partition, his blue eyes flashing.
Mo Ye was startled, quickly retracted his hand, and left Ling Kexin's side, "Xiao Bo? Why are you here?" He walked over and opened the door.
Seeing his reaction, Ling Kexin frowned slightly and her heart sank slightly.
Chu Tianyu immediately raised his sexy chin, a proud smile passed from the corner of his lips, and put his hand on Mo Ye's arm, "Darling, Xiaobo must find you. If you don't go home, he won't eat.
, there is no other way, mother has no choice but to ask me to come to you."
Mo Yabo rushed towards Mo Yabo very cooperatively and stretched out his hand to hug him. Mo Yabo had no choice but to pick him up and pat his back gently, "Xiao Bo, be obedient and obedient. Daddy will go back to accompany you when he has time."
.”
"No, Daddy, I want you to go home tonight. Xiaobo wants Daddy to accompany him, he wants Daddy to accompany him..." Mo Yabo hugged his neck and shook him constantly.
"Okay, Daddy promises you, can you go home with Mommy first?" Moor Ye touched his face with doting in his eyes.
"No!" Mo Yabo's attitude was very resolute, with his arrogance and willfulness revealed in his voice.
"Daddy!" Suddenly, there was a shout in the yard, and the voice was even louder and clearer. Mo Ye turned around and saw Mo Zihao wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of black suspender shorts. He was clean, handsome, and majestic.
She walked out of the house with dignity and dignity.
Then, another little princess rushed out of the door. She smoothed her short hair a few times in a carefree manner, her black eyes sparkled, and her mouth opened. She wanted to scream but didn't. Mo Zihao turned to look at her, and she took a deep breath.
After brewing his breath for a while, he burst out explosively: "He is our daddy!"
"Bah! Little beggar!" With his father in his arms, Mo Yabo became bolder. He glared and spat at the two children in the yard with disdain.
"Xiao Bo!" Mo Yabo's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he looked at Mo Yabo with dissatisfaction, "If you continue to curse, Daddy won't like you anymore!"
This heart was jumping with excitement just because Mo Zihao called him "Daddy" for the first time, and because of Mo Xinnian's cute words, which made him feel sweet, but suddenly he was stunned by Mo Yabo's "Bah" and
The phrase "little beggar" brought him back to his original cold and hardened self.
"Wow...wuwu..." Mo Yabo opened his mouth and burst into tears when he saw his father scolding him.
Moer Ye has been with Mo Yabo for two years, and their relationship is not ordinary. Seeing him crying now makes him feel sad for a moment. You know, in the past two years, he has never been so downcast and cruel to him.
"Okay, if you don't cry, Daddy will still like you." Mo Ye wiped the tears from his face and persuaded him to go back with Chu Tianyu.
However, Mo Yabo was clinging to him like an "octopus", and Mo Zihao couldn't stand it any longer. Mo Yabo had scolded someone before, but he hadn't settled the score with him yet, so he immediately bit his teeth.
He quickly rushed out of the courtyard gate.
"Get down!" He pointed sternly at Mo Yabo in Mo Ye's arms, his clear black eyes shrinking again and again, as if he was holding back too much anger.
Mo Yabo cursed "pig" in a low voice at the bottom of his throat in English, then buried his face in Mo Ye's neck and turned a deaf ear.
"Zihao, you go back first. Daddy will persuade him to leave later." Mo Ye didn't want to offend either of his children! It's true, it's difficult to deal with children born from different women.
Chu Tianyu was very satisfied when she saw that her son was very smart and capable. She leaned on Mo Ye's shoulder and said softly: "Darling, mom is still waiting for you at home. If you don't go home, she won't either."
Have a meal."
When Mo Ye heard this, his expression was slightly stunned, while Ling Kexin lowered her eyes sadly. At this time, Mo Xinnian walked up to her, looked up at her, and then put his little hand into her cold palm.
Ling Kexin held her hand, smiled sadly at her daughter, and then shouted toward the door: "Zihao, come back!"
Mo Zihao's lips trembled slightly and he looked up at Mo Ye. The look in his eyes was too complicated. After a while, he walked into the yard and took his mother's hand.
The moment Ling Kexin turned around, she looked back at Moer Ye sadly. Moer Ye's heartstrings tugged, and the hand holding Mo Yabo relaxed slightly. Mo Yabo was afraid of falling, so he hurriedly shouted: "Daddy, Daddy,
Go home quickly!”
After a while, Mo Xinnian hugged Mo Ye's coat, and Mo Zihao came out of the villa carrying his briefcase. The brother and sister did not speak, their faces sank slightly, and their eyelashes that frequently fluttered out of help.
After dispelling their sadness and grievances, they silently put their things in Mo Ye's car, then lowered their heads and returned to the yard hand in hand. Mo Zihao did not forget to close the door when he entered.
"Zihao, I am thinking..." Mo Ye called, but the brother and sister did not look back.
Mo Ye suddenly felt unspeakably uncomfortable. He thought that these two children must be unhappy.