Mo Ye took the reins and saw the frightened woman sitting on the horse, shaking her head and shaking her head. She knew that the horse was frightened and saw someone she knew well. She couldn't control it and hurriedly turned the horse's head...
"Daddy!" Mo Zihao was extremely excited. He grabbed the reins of the horse and overtook Hei Feng when Mo Ye was stunned.
Mor Ye shouted to his son: "Hold the reins and make him stop." As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Anya's bay-red horse ran towards him in panic.
He narrowed his handsome eyes and aimed at the target. When the maroon horse passed by, he jumped up with lightning speed and landed firmly behind Lin Anya. Then he grabbed the reins and shouted:
"Xu..."
This bay-red horse is called "Lieyan", and it is one of Moer Ye's favorite horses. Every time he brings Ling Kexin over, he will pick it up. The two of them ride the same horse together, which is very warm and romantic.
He came late today and didn't say hello to the boss in advance. After Lin Anya's repeated pleas, the boss handed over the horse that belonged to Mor Ye to Lin Anya.
When Lie Yan heard Mo Ye's voice, he immediately became quiet, retracted his legs, and walked slowly.
It took Lin Anya a while to recover her soul. When the man's warm and firm arms wrapped around her and she smelled an alluring sexy scent in front of her nose, her pale face suddenly turned red.
"Are you okay?" Moor Ye did not let go of the reins and turned his head slightly to glance at Lin Anya.
Such a nice voice? I seem to have heard it somewhere before. It is rich and magnetic, yet sexy.
Lin Anya's heart skipped a beat. She slowly turned her head, raised her little face, and saw a handsome face. Under the brim of a black hat, there was a pair of deep and charming eyes, bright and bright, and thin pink lips.
Slightly raised.
Tian Na, Mo Ye? The prince charming in my heart?
Lin Anya was surprised and shy, her face glowed with excitement, and her charming eyes were almost red.
When Mo Ye saw her like this, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes. He patted the horse's head and got off the horse expressionlessly.
She no longer looked at Lin Anya, but walked up to the horse's head, touched its nose and eyes, with gentle and kind gestures, as if to a child, and said softly: "Lieyan, be obedient, don't run, walk slowly.
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Lin Anya likes horseback riding, but she is not good at it. She heard that there is a maroon horse named "Blaze" at the racecourse, which was kept by Mor Ye, so she came here specifically to ride it today.
She called a few friends and went to the stables to choose horses, and she asked the boss to ride "Fire". The boss refused at first, but he couldn't resist her repeated pleas, Lin Anya's flirtatious eyes, and the hidden secrets.
She handed him a wad of money and gave her the "raging flame".
The staff violated the rules, but Lin Anya had ulterior motives...
She didn't expect the surprise moment to come so quickly. Today, the horse allowed her to lean on this handsome man's chest and smell his charming breath.
Lin Anya was almost drunk!
With a shy smile, she looked at Mo Ye longingly.
Wearing a black riding suit and black riding boots, he has a toned and sexy figure, a standard figure, wide shoulders and narrow waist, slender hands and feet, tall and handsome.
Looking at such a man makes me want to rush up to him and hug him tightly.
"Daddy, get on the horse quickly." Mo Zihao seemed to see Lin Anya's nymphomaniac expression clearly, narrowed his black eyes, and raised his hand to greet his father.
At this time, a staff member came over on horseback. When he saw Mo Ye, he got off his horse and apologized repeatedly.
Although Morye chartered three horses at this racecourse, regardless of whether he rode them or not, it was always against the rules to give the horses to others.
The staff looked apologetic and bent down frequently. Moor Ye smiled faintly and said, "Forget it, if we don't do this next time, you can take Lie Yan back."
After saying that, Mo Ye galloped onto the black horse, ran to his son, raised his eyebrows at him, "Come on, son, run with daddy!"
"Okay!" Mo Zihao also liked excitement. He whipped up his horse and chased the black wind.
Seeing Mo Ye and his son riding into the middle of the forest, Lin Anya suddenly remembered that she didn't even say "thank you" to him.
"Master, I would like to ask, when does the man in front usually come to ride horses?" Lin Anya's shyness was gone, and what remained was her boldness.
"Not necessarily. Sometimes he doesn't come for two weeks in a row, and sometimes he comes twice a week."
"Will he come alone?"
"Occasionally, he comes here alone. Recently, he often brings his wife and children here." The staff answered one by one. After saying this, he looked at Lin Anya curiously.
"Miss, what are you asking him for?"
"Oh, I'm just asking casually, because if he hadn't saved me just now, I would definitely have been injured." Is this a good reason?
Besides, Ling Kexin took her baby daughter to a children's boutique. When she received a call, she learned that More Ye had taken her son to the racecourse. After buying clothes, she felt it was too early to go home, so she took her to Fengsheng Department Store for a walk.
See what else you need to buy.
In the afternoon, there was a heavy flow of customers in the store. Ling Kexin was holding her daughter's hand while looking at the bedding, when her little hand suddenly pulled away.
"Xinxin." Turning around, the daughter was already running towards a man and a woman.
Mo Xinnian ran up to He Xiaoxiao, and a pair of bright starry eyes swept over the faces of He Xiaoxiao and Zheng Miaomiao. Doubts and a touch of sadness appeared on their beautiful faces.
"Xin Nian," He Xiaoxiao bent down affectionately, raised his hand and touched her head, "Who are you here with?"
Mo Xinnian's face was slightly stretched, she stared at He Xiaoxiao solemnly, and asked angrily: "You don't want my aunt anymore?"
He Xiaoxiao choked, and a trace of unconcealable embarrassment flashed across his handsome face. He raised his eyebrows slightly and pulled up the corners of his lips solemnly, "She... was not Uncle He's in the first place."
"You lied!" The little princess felt really uncomfortable, and she pointed at Zheng Miaomiao.
She could tell it from the fact that Zheng Miaomiao's hand was in Uncle He's arm. Moreover, Zheng Miaomiao's smile today was filled with pride.
That is the triumph of the winner, the joy of success.
"Xin Nian, what did I lie to you about?" Zheng Miaomiao always had a smile on her face.
"Didn't you say that you wouldn't rob Uncle He?"
"I didn't."
"Then don't hold him." Mo Xinnian got into a child's temper, so she grabbed Zheng Miaomiao's hand.
"Xin Nian!" At this time, Ling Kexin came over. She pulled Mo Xinnian to her side and apologized, "I'm sorry, don't be offended."
Zheng Miaomiao smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, she's still young."
Ling Keqing nodded towards her, and his eyes drifted to He Xiaoxiao. He Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, with mixed emotions in his dark eyes. He did not look directly into Ling Kexin's eyes, smiled faintly, nodded, and then avoided looking at Zheng
Miaomiao said: "Let's go, we have something else to do."
"Mommy, why does Uncle He not want aunt?" As soon as they left, Mo Xinnian's tears fell down, and her aunt's sad and lonely look appeared in front of her eyes.
"Xin Nian, you are not young. There are some things you don't understand. The feelings among adults are not that simple."
"It's just that simple between you and Daddy. If you like him, Daddy will want you."
"That's because Daddy also likes Mummy."
Mo Xinnian blinked and she seemed to understand... all this was because Uncle He didn't like Auntie.
Not interested in shopping anymore, Mo Xinnian asked to go home, and Ling Kexin agreed.
As the car drove to the intersection of the pedestrian street, Mo Xinnian, who was sitting in the back seat, called out, her voice sounding very excited, "Mommy, Mommy, look, it's my aunt."
Ling Kexin held the steering wheel and slowly leaned to the side of the road, then followed her daughter's hand and looked to the left...
A man and a woman walked side by side, but it turned out to be Mo Yiting and Qiao Zhenzhong?
"Mommy, is that Uncle Qiao?" Mo Xinnian swept away the previous feeling of depression and looked ahead with twinkling eyes.
"Mommy, my aunt is beautiful. Are there many boys who will like her?"
"Well, yes."
"Mommy, I want to go take a look."
"No, let's go home."
An hour after Ling Kexin arrived home, Mo Ye came back with Mo Zihao. The two of them had a great time, with happy smiles on their faces.
Ling Kexin was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and Mo Xinnian was sitting in the living room watching TV.
"Little princess, come here, daddy hugs you." Morye squatted down and opened his arms.
Mo Xinnian put down the remote control, ran over and hugged his neck, burying her head on his shoulder and neck, murmuring coquettishly, "Daddy, don't you love me?"
"Of course I do." More Ye patted her back lovingly.
"Then why don't you wait until your heart comes back before you go horseback riding?"
"For this?" Moorye smiled, pulled her face up from his shoulders, looked at her pretty face and said, "Next week, daddy will take you there."
"Really?" Mo Xinnian's eyes lit up, and the grievances on his face swept away.
"Of course." Morye couldn't help but kiss her little face and sat on the sofa.
Mo Zihao had changed into tight-fitting clothes and went downstairs. When he saw his sister sitting on his father's lap, acting affectionately, he curled his lips and walked over to pull his sister down.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Mo Xinnian thought he was trying to win favor, so she punched Mo Zihao's shoulder in dissatisfaction and pouted.
"As soon as Daddy comes back, you keep pestering me. What will Mommy do?" Mo Zihao said dissatisfied.
Mo Xinnian paused for a moment, and Jier turned to look at his father, seeing his loving smile, his handsome face, and charming eyes, which he could never tire of looking at.
She grinned and showed another sweet smile, narrowed one eye and said shyly, "Who makes Daddy so handsome? I like handsome Guoguo."
"Yes!" Mo Zihao threw her a small chestnut unceremoniously and shouted, "Go upstairs and do your homework."
"Hmph!" Mo Xinnian suppressed a smile, chirped at Mo Zihao, got close to his face and screamed at him, "Bad Guo Guo, you are so ugly!"
After yelling, she ran away. Mo Zihao took a deep breath and clenched his small fists.
Morye stood up with a smile, touched his son's head and said, "You are the brother, let's let the sister be."
"Daddy, does she still need me to give in?" She doesn't win back every time? And he often chokes with anger.
Mor Ye lowered his head, looked at his son's beautiful face, and nodded lovingly on the tip of his nose, "Who told you to be born a few hours earlier?"
Mo Zihao looked at his father's face and suddenly said seriously: "Daddy, while you are out there, is there a girl who takes the initiative to tell you that she likes you?"
"Well... yes, there is, but daddy won't pay attention to it." Mo Ye smiled.
Lin Anya's infatuated look appeared in front of Mo Zihao's eyes, a trace of worry slipped through his eyes, and he asked old-fashionedly: "What if that girl is as beautiful as mommy? Or she is more beautiful...will you like her?"
"Hey," Moor Ye lightly scratched his nose with a slightly serious expression, "Son, you can't doubt Daddy's feelings for Mommy."
"Oh, you are so handsome."
"Haha, it's not Daddy's fault that he's handsome." Moor Ye pinched his face affectionately again, smiling again, "You are also handsome, you are a handsome guy."
Only then did Mo Zihao laugh.
Ling Kexin had washed the dishes in the kitchen and had taken an apron and was about to tie it around her waist when More Ye came in. He took her shoulders and kissed her affectionately in the ear.
"Didn't you agree to go to the manor? Why are you cooking for yourself?"
"I want to eat the food I cooked."
"Then I'll do it."
As soon as Mo Ye took the apron from her hand, Mo Zihao opened the glass door and poked his head in, "Daddy, Mommy, grandpa wants us to go to the manor for dinner."
When they arrived at Mo's Manor, Mo Lin solemnly said to Mo Ye: "You are the boss. I hope you will set a good example for your younger brothers and sisters. Go home every weekend to accompany grandma, mom..."
"Yes, Dad." Mo Ye always respected his father.
Ling Kexin brought some ingredients from home, greeted the old lady and Wu Qiong, and went directly to the kitchen.
Mo Xinnian spoke less today, not because she didn't want to talk, but because her mother had specifically told her that she must keep a secret from everyone.