"Haha..." In the back garden, Moer Ye was walking on the path with Ling Kexin on his back. He held her legs with his hands, but he wanted to pick at her leg flesh wickedly, causing Ling Kexin to twist and try to break away. For a moment, the two of them were confused.
The laughter continued.
"Er Ye."
"kindness."
"Am I heavier than before?"
"It's much heavier." This wasn't self-explanation to restore memory, but the two of them knew it well.
"No? Have I grown taller?"
"Haha," Mor Ye supported her body and chuckled, "You are still a little dwarf, how have you grown taller?"
"In your eyes, I am short?"
"Yes, little dwarf." Moor Ye thought of the first time she participated in a fashion show. At that time, she was not tall and walked at the back. She was wearing a waist-cinched turquoise pine skirt.
Wearing a pair of boots over ten centimeters high, exposing her slender neck, and wearing a pink woolen hat, she walked like a funny "ugly duckling" with her hands on her hips.
Ling Kexin was not happy about being called a "little dwarf" by her man. She pinched his neck. More Ye didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but laughed even more...
"Come on, baby, give me a kiss." He turned his head, raised his thin lips, and let Ling Kexin kiss him.
Ling Kexin's face turned crimson and she stared at his handsome profile with a hint of girlish shyness. She didn't turn her head and said, "No kiss."
"If you don't kiss me, let me go. If it hurts from the fall, don't cry."
Ling Kexin still didn't kiss, and Mo Ye made a gesture to break up. She was startled, hugged his neck tightly, stared at the corners of his moist lips, moved her lips together, and pressed them lightly...
On the fourth floor of the big villa, Wu Qiong stood in front of the window. Although the lights in the back garden were not bright, she could still clearly see the figure of the tall man carrying the little woman on his back.
It was late at night, the two of them didn't sleep, but they made love to each other in the back garden. It can be seen how deep the relationship was. After recovering his memory, the son really loved this little maid deeply.
Sighing, Wu Qiong closed the curtains.
A small wall lamp was lit by the bedside. Wu Qiong looked at her grandson who was sleeping soundly, and then at her granddaughter who was sleeping on the same side of the bed with her. She couldn't help but feel a little satisfied in her heart.
She lowered her head, kissed Mo Xinnian's little face, and gently stroked her small nose. Because she wore glasses, there were already two red marks on the bridge of her nose.
With her angelic face, Wu Qiong fell in love with her more and more. She lay down and gently hugged Mo Xinnian.
"Er Ye...go back to your room and sleep." Ling Kexin patted the man's head in the pavilion in the back garden.
Mo Ye sat on the bench, smelling the fragrance of her body greedily, and his tongue was still licking her breasts, making her feel numb and itchy. Ling Kexin's face became hot again, and her body subconsciously moved closer to him.
She sat on More Ye's lap, her posture was extremely ambiguous, and the man's hands roamed her body wantonly, eliciting her sweet and seductive moans.
The man raised his head, breathing heavily, and couldn't help but suck her red lips, repeating ###. Ling Kexin was excited again, holding his head and responded positively to him.
The heat moved uneasily in their bodies. The man couldn't stand the heat and rushed in with an arrow...
For a time, the quiet back garden performed a live erotic drama.
The hem of their skirts covered their shyness. Ling Kexin, who was at the top, hugged the man. There were big beads of sweat on her forehead. She bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from screaming.
It was late at night and the house was quiet. Mo Ye took Ling Kexin's hand and tiptoed upstairs. When they came to the bedroom door, they were startled by a little boy leaning on the door.
"Xiao Bo?" Mo Ye knelt down and touched his face. He wanted to push him awake, but Ling Kexin stopped him.
After carrying Mo Yabo into the room, Ling Kexin said softly: "Let him sleep with you, I'll sleep at your feet." After saying that, she picked up her pajamas and entered the bathroom.
Mo Ye put Mo Yabo on the bed and was about to cover him with a silk quilt when he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Xiao Bo, are you awake?" Mo Yabo paused.
Mo Yabo got up, rubbed his eyes, and shook his head, "I woke up after a nap, and then I tried to sleep but couldn't fall asleep because my mom was not here, and my brothers and sisters were not here either..." He pouted, looking very nervous.
Feeling wronged, "Daddy, grandma doesn't like me anymore."
"Xiao Bo, you are overthinking it. Grandma likes you." Mo Ye touched his head.
"But grandma sleeps with my brothers and sisters, not Xiaobo."
"It's okay, come, daddy will sleep with you." Morye lay down, put his arms around his little shoulders and patted him gently.
Mo Yabo paused first, Jier's eyes turned red, his little head suddenly got into his arms, held his arm tightly, and began to sob softly...
When Ling Kexin came out, Mo Yabo had fallen asleep with tears in his eyes.
"Why is he crying?" Ling Kexin leaned down and looked at Mo Yabo's face.
Mo Ye wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with his fingers and said in a low voice: "This child is becoming more and more sensitive now. He is always afraid that we don't like him and will abandon him."
"Say hello to the police station and ask Chu Tianyu to come out early." Ling Kexin thought for a while and said.
Mo Ye pondered, and after a moment, he still shook his head, "The child may not be happy if she follows her. Chu Tianyu has done so many wrong things, and detaining her for a few days is considered a light thing. If you, me, and Bai Leshan
If everyone accuses her, she will have to serve at least a few years in prison."
Ling Kexin said nothing more. She sat on the bed with her legs bent and looked at Mo Yabo who had fallen asleep quietly. After a long time, she said in a low voice: "Let Xiaobo live with us from now on."
Mo Ye's eyes flashed, "Xin'er..."
"I will love him and let him grow up with Zihao and Xin Nian. It should be the best for him."
Leaving Mo Yabo behind and concealing his life experience gained Wu Qiong's support. When she knew it was Ling Kexin's suggestion, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and take another look at Ling Kexin.
Mo Ye stood in front of Wu Qiong with Ling Kexin in his arms. He keenly caught the surprise in his mother's eyes, as well as the subtle bright line... She might have been moved, so she burst into tears.
Mo Yiting didn't get home until three o'clock in the morning last night, and didn't get up until noon the next day. When she woke up, she saw Mo Xinnian sitting beside her bed, her fingers sliding on the screen of her mobile phone.
"Xin Nian, what are you doing?" Mo Yiting asked her lazily.
"Play games."
"Don't you have a mobile phone?"
"Mine is out of battery."
Mo Yiting knocked on her head and slowly sat up, "Hey, Xin Nian, why don't you wear glasses?"
"Grandma told me not to wear it, saying my nose would collapse." Mo Xinnian raised her head, smiled innocently, and then handed the phone to Mo Yiting, "Auntie, get up quickly, I'm going downstairs.
.”
After she finished speaking, she ran away quickly. Mo Yiting was a little strange. She opened her phone and looked at it, and was stunned.
Oh my god, this little guy actually sent a text message to He Xiaoxiao?
Dear friend, how about we meet in the evening? If yes, we will meet at the Music Square at seven o'clock in the evening! You must come, I will wait for you.
Dear friend? When did Mo Yiting use this title? Can He Xiaoxiao not be surprised?
Of course it was strange, so I responded quickly to the text message - who are you?
It was nothing but a good thing to receive his reply. After weighing it, Mo Yiting decided to continue this tone.
Who else? Me, of course.
Of course He Xiaoxiao knew that the mobile phone number belonged to Mo Yiting, but this text message was not sent by her, right? Mo Yiting would not play like this in the past few years.
After about a minute, the text message was replied - are you playful again?
After reading this, Mo Yiting's mouth twitched. At this time, she guessed that He Xiaoxiao must be slandering her in his heart... Nature is hard to change!
I miss you, can’t I?
Reply: No time.
Do you have time to spend with Zheng Miaomiao?
Reply: No time either.
So what do you do?
No reply, five minutes passed, half an hour passed, still no reply.
It was normal for He Xiaoxiao not to reply to her text messages because he didn't love her. Therefore, Mo Yiting was not surprised. She threw the phone aside and got out of bed to wash up.
As soon as she left, the door opened, and a small figure quickly rushed in. She opened her phone and read all the text messages, then entered another text message and sent it out, and sent the text message without leaving any trace.
Deleted.
He family.
He's mother saw the text message ringing on the phone on the table, and looked at it curiously. When she saw that it was from Mo Yiting, she frowned and wanted to open it to take a look, but she endured it.
He Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom and saw his mother looking strange, so he asked doubtfully: "Mom, what's on your mind?"
He's mother sighed softly, "Xiao Xiao, mother just wants to ask you, do you like Zheng Miaomiao or Yi Ting? Yi Ting has been chasing you for so many years, and if you don't like her, then hurry up and tell her clearly.
, don’t delay her youth.”
"Mom, don't worry about my business." He Xiaoxiao picked up the phone.
"You are my son, how can I ignore you?"
He Xiaoxiao shook his head helplessly, clicked on the unread text messages, and after reading Mo Yiting's, his expression suddenly froze.
"What, what did Yi Ting say?" He's mother carefully noticed the change in her son's expression.
He Xiaoxiao was stunned and smiled faintly, "It's nothing, just... invite me to tea."
"Then go ahead. After all these years, you just have to talk about this matter."
He Xiaoxiao didn't say anything. He had a day off today. He had promised a few friends to play ball, so he drove out after dinner.
But today when he was playing golf, he always couldn't hit the golf ball straight and was very lopsided. Several friends kept teasing him about whether he missed his girlfriend, so he had to laugh.
Mo's Manor was still very lively, and the living room was filled with the sounds of children playing. Xu Chenlu pulled Ling Kexin and said she wanted to play cards, and she said she would bring her man with her to join them at the table.
Mo Yiting said he didn't like it, so Mo Yiting moved closer. Wu Qiong sat on the sofa, glanced at Xu Chenlu, and then said to Mo Ye next to him: "I advise your brother not to be serious with Xiao Xu."
"Mom, you are meddling again, let them do it." Mo Ye read the magazine.
Wu Qiong glared at him resentfully and said reproachfully: "It's all your fault. You helped your mother find a girl from a poor family, and your brother also followed suit... Our Mo family is a famous family, son.
You all don't care about the Mo family's reputation or marriage matters, you just do whatever you want, how do you want me to explain it to your grandma?"
After hearing this, Mo Ye smiled slightly and said confidently: "Mom, I believe grandma is not as stubborn as you."
Wu Qiong was a little angry at her son's words. She got up and went upstairs. Mo Xinnian, who was drawing on the coffee table, saw that the expression on her grandma's face was a little unhappy, so she dropped the paintbrush in her hand and followed her.
Mo Yabo, who was standing next to her, was slightly startled, and Jier also ran upstairs.
"Grandma, Mommy said you are not in good health, please don't be upset."
In Wu Qiong's room, Mo Xinnian stood next to Wu Qiong and raised her little hand to rub her shoulders.
Wu Qiong turned his head and smiled at her, "Good granddaughter, grandma is not unhappy."
"But grandma still doesn't like mommy, right?"
"this……"
"I know, grandma, you like Aunt Chu, but Aunt Chu wants to harm daddy and makes you sad." Mo Xinnian looked at Wu Qiong with bright big eyes, "Grandma, isn't my mommy good?
"
"Okay, okay, but..." How could adults explain things clearly to children? Wu Qiong smiled reluctantly, leaned back in the chair, and said no more.
Mo Xinnian continued to rub her shoulders, but her little hands were not strong enough and it felt like scratching an itch. However, her granddaughter knew how to be filial at a young age, and Wu Qiong felt warm in her heart.
"Grandma, my mommy is a good person. She likes grandma. She cooks dishes and cakes for grandma, rubs her shoulders, makes medicine and soaks her feet..."
Mo Xinnian turned her back to the door and said good things to her mother, but she didn't see Mo Yabo standing behind her.
Mo Yabo was speechless and sad after hearing this. He also wanted to say a few nice words for his mother, but after much thought, he couldn't think of anything better or more outstanding than Aunt Ling.
My mother doesn't know how to cook or make cakes. She has never done anything Mo Xinnian said.
But the sad thing is that now that I am not born by my father, will my grandma still want a mommy?
"Grandma, has Aunt Chu been arrested by the police?" Mo Xinnian mentioned Chu Tianyu as she spoke.
Wu Qiong slightly closed his eyes and asked, "Who said that?"
"My aunt said it. She said that Aunt Chu had done too many bad things and was a bad woman, so she was arrested by the police..."
"No!" Before he finished speaking, a hoarse cry suddenly came to mind behind him, "My mommy was not arrested by the police, she went to work."
Mo Xinnian suddenly turned around, Wu Qiong also stood up from the chair, and they looked at Mo Yabo in confusion.
"My mommy is a good person, not a bad person. My mommy is a good person! Not a bad person!" Mo Yabo burst into tears, crying sadly and defending.
Mo Xinnian grinned and stood there awkwardly. Wu Qiong walked over and hugged Mo Yabo, saying lovingly: "Don't cry, don't cry, honey, your mommy wasn't taken away, she went to work, yes