You are so beautiful when you are pitted by me [Quick wear]

Su Wen, the second master of the Mo family, practiced in seclusion without asking about worldly affairs for hundreds of years, but Mo Qi looked at the man in the pavilion who was obsessed with the chess piece and showed a slightly fat side face, and just wanted to silently dispel that immortal demeanor. Cross out a word.

"Xiaoqi, you're back." Even though he was already old, that deceptive face still made people mistakenly think that the person in front of him was only double ten.

"Second Uncle." Mo Qi replied indifferently, his gaze squinted at the man standing beside his Second Uncle.

That man was gentle, especially those peach blossom eyes with gentleness. Even though there were a few subtle traces of aging on the corners of his forehead and eyes, they couldn't conceal his handsomeness and familiarity.

——Rong Fu Rong Mu.

Rong Mu calmly made tea for the baby-faced man. The tea was fragrant and elegant, and flowed into Mo Qi's nose along the wind.

It tastes good, but he doesn't want to appreciate it right now.

"Second uncle." He called again.

The former second young master of the Mo family had always been eccentric. He loved playing chess but didn't like playing chess. He liked to pick people up but didn't like others pointing out his mistakes. He didn't seem to care about other things in his life except for his practice. Years can only be close to each other.

But everyone knows that Xiao Qi of the Mo family is an exception, so the man was not annoyed when he was interrupted, but stood up with a smile to greet him.

"Xiao Qi[-] has not returned home, I miss him very much." He walked over with a smile, leaving the fragrant tea on the side of the chessboard gradually cooling down.Seeing that Mo Qi didn't answer, he sighed helplessly, "I know you don't want to, but if you stay like that any longer, it won't do you any good."

"Well... I know." Looking at the worry in the man's eyes, Mo Qi had no choice but to swallow any more words.

"However, flashy times in troubled times are not conducive to practice, and it's time for you to come back and calm down. Let him go about those trivial matters in the world." The man's voice was soft, and the kindness of an elder made Mo Qi in front of him turn cold, and let him go. The man behind him frowned.

The man wanted to say something more, but Mo Qi interrupted him first.

"Second uncle, I don't want to go home to practice."

After five years of baptism, Mo Qi has already grown taller, faintly taller than a boy with a baby face.

His sudden indifferent tone made the man startled, only then did he realize that the person in front of him was no longer the boy who only reached his waist.

Five years is but a snap of his fingers for him, but Yu Juvenile can change too much.

At least, Mo Qi had never spoken to him in this tone before.

The man was a little dazed, as if he didn't quite understand what went wrong, but he called out after seeing Mo Qi's back resolutely preparing to leave.

"Xiao Qi, wait a minute." The man finally called out, and before Mo Qi could respond, he said, "Ah Mu, Xiao Qi and your family Rong Yan knew each other when they were young, and I need to go to the north to collect some Herbs, Xiaoqi will entrust you to take care of them."

"Xiao Qi, if you want to go, you have to go in an open and aboveboard way. The dark time has passed, and it will hurt the source. Sister only has one child like you, and the Mo family has only one successor. I don't want you to pay any money. error."

"it is good."

The two were playing charades, but Rong Mu on the side didn't show the slightest curiosity, presumably because he has gained a certain understanding of men's likes and dislikes over the years.

Rong Mu never refuses a man's words, even though there is some emotion brewing in his eyes, he never utters negative words after all.

As for Mo Qi, he raised his eyebrows slightly after catching a glimpse of the extreme guilt in the other's eyes.

After exiting Xiaoting, Mo Qi lowered his brows and eyes coldly. People of the Mo family have always been extremely selfish, and those who don't like them will not show any good looks.

How much Rong Yan hopes to see this father, he has known this for a long time, even though he is no longer talking about it like he used to when he was a child, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have any expectations in his heart.

It's just that this person never thinks of the orphan in the family.

The first time he returned home was because his second uncle, Mo Gan, asked Rong Mu to take care of him, so the two young children met, but because of an accident later, he lost his aura, and he couldn't even maintain his adult form to walk.

Going home for the second time was just to accept Mo Gan's wishes and send him, who had turned into a black cat, to be Rong Yan's playmate.

The time of each stay is not too long, and only a fool like Rong Yan would be happy, expecting the other party to stay longer.

To recover the aura, it only takes one trick to send it directly to Rong Yan's home, but Mo Qi didn't do that.

The figures of the two suddenly appeared at a corner of the street, and Mo Qi had already changed into a very ordinary casual clothes, leaving only the long tied up hair to attract people's attention.

It's just that at this moment, he no longer has the heart to pay attention to the whispers around him.

The man holding the hot cocoa lowered his eyebrows slightly. He was clearly walking on the road, but he felt that his whole soul was not on him. He looked a little dazed, which made Mo Qi worried that there might be some accidents. Almost subconsciously, he threw Get off Rong Mu who is following behind him, and go up quickly.

"Xiao Yan." Father Rong called out, causing the man to look up, and then suddenly squeezed the hand holding the hot cocoa tightly, even Mo Qi who walked up to him didn't notice.

"Father?"

The facial features of the two are [-]% similar. Even if you don't deliberately recognize them, you can know that the relationship is very close. Even if they haven't seen each other for five years, the father and son still feel the familiarity from the blood at the moment they meet.

This made Mo Qi, who was directly ignored, a little unhappy, but Rong Yan's current appearance really worried him.

Father Rong seemed to have noticed something, he didn't start talking about the old days, and there was nothing to continue, he walked over and glanced at Mo Qi, "This is Mo Qi, you played together when you were young, I don't know if you remember, when After that happened, he went abroad, and when he came back in recent days, there was no one at home, so he temporarily lived in our house."

Father Rong's ability to keep his mouth shut is almost full, and his peach blossom eyes are full of smiles, as if he and Rong Yan and his son have not been separated in the past five years, and it seems that there is such a person as Mo Qi. Abroad, just returned home today.

Now Rong Yan was really stunned, he stared at Mo Qi blankly, just like what he used to see in the past, when he was in a drowsy sleep, there was a hint of haze in his stupidity.

"Why, didn't you find the note I left for you on the table?" When he got closer and saw the reddish eyes of the other party, Mo Qi guessed the culprit of the other party's soul-out state, feeling a little distressed.

And his words indirectly confirmed the guess in Rong Yan's heart.

"Xiao Mo." Mo Qi looked at Rong Yan's eyes, shocked and mixed together, and finally turned into a touch of peace of mind, his eyes were reddish, and he watched the familiar man walk up and put his arms around him, "Welcome back."

"Well, I'm back." He responded, adding from the bottom of his heart that he would not leave again.