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"Mother, look that A Yuan is here." Mo Qingxian didn't notice Mo Rou's expression at all, he was immersed in the sudden excitement, wishing to let the whole world wait until Meng Yuannian came back immediately.However, Meng Yuannian sensitively felt Mo Rou's unreasonable indifference. Although it was short, Meng Yuannian, who had already forged a pair of fiery eyes, felt it immediately.After two years of hell-like tempering, his ability to perceive words and emotions is basically unmatched by anyone.He tactfully didn't step forward, but stood at the entrance and nodded slightly at Mo Rou: "Auntie, I'm sorry for bothering you."

"A Yuan, what are you still doing standing there? Haven't seen you for two years and you've become more polite? I told you earlier that my home is your home and my mother is your mother. You can come back anytime." Mo Qingxian hugged Meng Yuan Nian's arm was pulled towards the living room, while talking to Mo Rou: "Mother, do you think so?"

Mo Rou put down the book in her hand, finally smiled softly, and said softly: "A Yuan is here, come and sit down." She turned her head and called in the direction of the kitchen: "Mommy, warm up two cups of milk come over."

Then he turned his head and continued to look at Meng Yuannian. After watching for a long while, he burst into a smile: "I haven't seen you for two years, and I almost didn't recognize her. She looks a little better. I don't know what kind of girl will dare to stand by you in the future." around."

Perhaps it was because of the Lantern Festival, Mo Rou was still wearing a long cheongsam tonight, but the scarlet bottom was embroidered with dark auspicious patterns, her hair was coiled on the back of her head, and an ebony black auspicious cloud hairpin was inserted obliquely.There are small emerald earrings on the ears, light red lipstick on the mouth, red phoenix eyes with slightly rounded willow eyebrows, white jade-like skin printed under the light, looks dignified and demure but also has a delicate taste of weakness .

"My aunt made fun of me again. It's just a skin that looks better than others. Maybe in the eyes of some people, my face is ugly to them." Meng Yuannian's faint echo was not because he was self-effacing. , but nowadays people's aesthetic favorite is a man full of vigor and firm outline.With a face like his that compares to women, it might be very popular if it is a girl, but it is just a pity for a boy, and it may bring some unexpected troubles.

He put his legs together, sat upright opposite Mo Rou with his hands on his knees, and asked, "Did Uncle Lin and Grandpa go out?"

"No, just after returning from the banquet at the old chief's house, the two of them hid in the study. Presumably there is some policy coming down." Mo Rou said softly, and her tone was so soothing that people could hear it. It was like a breeze blowing on the face, and the whole body was comfortable, and even the ears felt a sense of relaxation that had not been seen for a long time.

"Uncle and grandpa are both people who have done great things, and they have worked hard." Meng Yuannian responded politely, and just sat there without saying a word.Sitting face to face with Mo Rou like that, doing their own things with a natural demeanor.Sitting at the side, Mo Qingxian realized that he was extremely embarrassed. He swallowed, and whispered into Meng Yuannian's ear, "Ah Yuan, why don't we go upstairs first?" .”

Meng Yuannian looked as if he didn't hear it as usual, took the milk brought by the servant and drank it in small sips.He holds the bottom of the cup with his left hand, and the little finger of his right hand slightly separates the four fingers to support the body of the cup, which looks pleasing to the eye.Even Mo Rou, who is usually very picky about etiquette, felt an indescribable sense of relief.

"Go back to your room and rest first, and greet grandpa and the others tomorrow morning. I'm a little tired at night." Mo Rou said softly, with a trace of fatigue on his face, but his voice was still soft.

Meng Yuannian thought, the upbringing of the Mo family made Mo Rou's elegance rooted in his bones, and after so many years of nurturing in the Lin family, no matter when, her posture will always be so dignified and virtuous, always this kind Mu Mu's appearance.You don't know when she is angry, when she is unhappy, or how she sees you in her heart.He would rather meet a vicious villain like Master Meng than a gentle thorn rose like Mo Rou.