The president loves the little monster

Afterwards, when Ao Qin recalled the details of the past six months, he found that there were actually many times when he had touched the edge of the truth, but missed the truth again and again.

For example, after he woke up and found that the nightmare had come true, why did Meng Mo emphasize to him more than once that nothing actually happened.He didn't believe it at the time, because it was impossible for normal human monsters to know what dreams he had - only the nightmare.

For example, one day Meng Mo came to him to confess, why did he repeatedly emphasize that he is really not a human being, he is Meng Mo? This sentence has no logic at all, unless what Meng Mo wants to express is not that he is Meng Mo at all. Rather, he is a nightmare.

For example, on the night after the first tour concert ended, when he heard about Meng Mo's troubles from Gu Lishu, and hurriedly confessed that he had no interest in the little group he was looking for, why did Meng Mo Suddenly angry - because he was the little nightmare back then.

Another example... Why was Meng Mo so angry when he said that the draft was not for him on the night of New Year's Eve, but the next day when he wanted to explain, he interrupted him with a smile and said—— "I know, I am the white moonlight in your heart."

——Perhaps Meng Mo never thought that the Dragon King of the South China Sea would be so weak and stupid, so stupid that he couldn't see through his true identity. It was not until New Year's Eve that he learned the truth from his disturbed nightmare.

Ao Qin, you are really stupid!

But at that time, Ao Qin was so shocked that his mind went blank and he couldn't think at all. He could only think vaguely in his heart——Oh my God!Momo turned out to be Xiaoruan back then!It's unbelievable!

How could a little dumpling who was so pure, so soft and obedient grow up to be such a good-looking, so pretty, so evil, and so gleaming little fairy?

No, no, that's not the point, the point is——

Xiao Ruan's parents trusted him so much, trusted him so much, and entrusted their darling to him to take care of before going on a high-risk mission. Fortunately, he not only failed to fulfill his responsibility as an elder, but instead entrusted his darling to him. son to sleep!

sleep!

Is he still human if he does such a wicked and smoky thing?Still human?

It is simply the number one beast in the sky!

If Meng Mo's parents could be brought back to life, they would probably kill him at any cost.

What to do? What to do? What to do?

If he had discovered the truth earlier, there was still room for redemption, but now everyone has been screwed by him, and the marriage is married... Can he still deny it?Can?

No.

Ao Qin smiled wryly, his heart was full of guilt, but under the guilt, there was a trace of happiness that he didn't even notice.

He looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar little elf, and gently stroked his cheek with trembling hands. He felt a slight tremor at the tip of his heart, a sore nose, and a sudden surge of joy in his heart, rushing left and right in his chest. , galloping and roaring, as if the huge hole left by the gouging out of blood and flesh is being filled little by little with moist nectar...

It seems that there has never been a moment when the happiness and joy in my heart are so full, so full, so full that it will overflow; there has never been a moment when I feel so sorry for a person, feel sorry for him who lost his parents and relatives at a young age, and is alone. Yidi was wandering in this cold and desolate world, feeling sorry for him because he didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. He was starving and freezing outside alone in the cold night, but he didn't have a roof to shelter him from the wind and rain.

Luckily, he's fine, and he's been fine all along.

Thank God.

He has nothing to repay, but he can only be nicer to Meng Mo, hold him in the palm of his hand, put him on the apex of his heart, love him, protect him, take care of him, love him with all his life. He...would not let him suffer even the slightest bit of grievance.

This is already the only thing he can do.

Ao Qin stared at the little fairy in front of him without blinking, smiled slightly, tears welled up in his eyes: "Xiao Ruan, it turned out to be you."

"Well," Meng Mo laughed, "it's me."

"Why did you change your name?"

"Because..." There was a smile on the corner of Meng Mo's mouth, his expression seemed sad but proud, "I'm the only one left in the entire nightmare family." From the moment he heard the news of his parents' death, he never stopped. It is the little soft that parents and elders dote on, he must be strong.

Ao Qin was so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

He stretched out his hand and caressed his cheek lightly, then sat up, carefully carried Meng Mo to the bed and lay down, lowered his head to cover him, on his hair, on his forehead, on the tip of his nose, on his chin... Tight and close intimacy, all the way down, down... Wrap his waist with his softness.

***

When the bomb was dropped in front of Ao Qin, Meng Mo wanted to make you stupid, let you make up your own mind, let you make up your own mind, let you trick me into getting married while I'm drunk!As a result, I didn't even have a chance to experience and feel such a big thing as marriage!

I'm dumbfounded this time hahaha!

He squinted his eyes slightly, admiring Ao Qin's expression with great interest, watching him gradually change from shock, disbelief, pain, despair, guilt... to joy and full of pampering and love, and finally cried up!

Crying bag crying again hahaha!

Meng Mo couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed so hard that his whole body trembled and tears came out.

But he never thought that Uncle Dragon King would suddenly do that to him.

He felt that he was stabbing his whole body so tenderly and carefully, loving him so tenderly and carefully... as if he was some rare treasure.

Meng Mo's heart was so soft that it was a mess, but the center was unprecedentedly reflective and open. He couldn't help inserting his hands into his slightly stiff black hair, and his toes were curled up in the frost. Sighing, tears gradually slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry," Ao Qin swallowed down, staring into his eyes with hot tears, "I love you."

"..."

Meng Mo suddenly felt something was wrong.

Ao Qin's expression was not as he had expected, with only two emotions of shock and ecstasy, but...Meng Mo recalled a little bit, and there seemed to be pain, despair and guilt in his rapidly changing expression just now?

Now Ao Qin said sorry to him again.

What is there to be sorry for?

He reached out and grabbed Ao Qin's pajamas, pulled him in front of him, frowned slightly, and narrowed his eyes: "I'm sorry? Sorry for what?"

Ao Qin lowered his eyelids under his scorching gaze, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after a moment of silence, he said with difficulty: "I..."

He wanted to say sorry, for so many years, I have not taken good care of you, let you eat and sleep outside alone, suffered a lot.

He wanted to say sorry, your parents entrusted you to me before they left, and asked me to take good care of you for them, but I, a bastard... I took care of you on the bed.

He wanted to say sorry, when we first met, I looked at you with tinted glasses, you were so close to me but I didn't recognize you, and I made you angry and sad more than once.

He wants to say sorry, now I may... I can't treat you as casually as before, but please believe me, I will adjust my state as soon as possible, and become the best version of myself for you...Maybe by then, I am qualified to love you well.

……

He wanted to say a lot, but he couldn't utter a single word.

But these words... He should make it clear to Meng Mo anyway.

Ao Qin closed his eyes and was about to speak, but at this moment, Meng Mo's cell phone rang.

"..."

The two glanced at the mobile phone on the bedside table in unison.

Meng Mo smiled apologetically, reached out to touch his mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, and his expression froze instantly.

He didn't have time to listen to Ao Qin's explanation, he stretched out his hand and pushed him away, and got out of bed with his clothes on: "I'll answer the phone."

Meng Mo didn't answer the phone with a smile in front of him like before, but walked to the balcony outside the small living room with a slightly sullen face and frowning, and even closed the sliding door of the balcony.

Ao Qin: "..."

He booked the best hotel suite in the city, the sound insulation is very good, and Meng Mo's voice is soft... Even though he has superhuman hearing, he can only vaguely capture a few broken syllables , can't spell a complete sentence at all.

Moreover, he soon couldn't care less about eavesdropping, because Xiaowei sent him a WeChat message, and there was only one sentence in the WeChat message - "Mr. Ao, the matter you asked to investigate earlier... there is news".

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, Kavin stuck very badly today... so I'm late.

There are a few things to do next, but it's just an opportunity for Lord Dragon King to restore his long-lost IQ hahaha...don't worry.