abuse the world

Lang Huan anxiously followed the little girl in front of her as she walked on the dim corridor. The sun was shining brightly outside, but the light shining into the house was very weak, making it look spooky.

Looking at the corridor, it was dark, as if there were countless monsters lurking in the darkness, waiting for them to come to the door.

Every time he took a step, Mo Langhuan became nervous.Lang Huan is naturally sensitive to other people's emotions, just like a small animal's instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages to protect itself, so he can accept the existence of Zhongqing and Junxie without any grievances, no matter how bad the eldest lady treats him , since the eldest lady has no intention of harming him, she is not particularly afraid.But for his father, even though he admired him very much, he couldn't ignore the fear from the bottom of his heart.

At the end of the road, the little maid in front led Mo Langhuan to a gilded gate, and quietly retreated.Mo Langhuan stared at the back of the little girl going away, until the other party was completely submerged in darkness, he didn't have the courage to follow.

Mo Langhuan swallowed, even though his legs were trembling, he still called out "Father."

"Come in." Not long after Lang Huan finished speaking, an indifferent voice pierced his ears.

Langhuan squeezed his sweaty palms, pushed the door open and entered.

Surrounded by the unexpected glare of the sun, Lang Huanzheng was stunned for a while before gradually getting used to the sudden light.

The object of entry was the figure by the window, Lang Huan lowered his head not daring to look at him, and could only try to minimize his sense of existence.

Mo Mengyuan sat in front of a pitch-black qin table. On the qin table was an expensive-looking guqin. Zhong Qing had no research on this, and the only person around who might know would never explain it to him.

Mo Mengyuan lowered his head slightly, not realizing that his son was right in front of him, and started playing like no one else was there.

Counting it, this is the second time that Zhongqing observes this Patriarch Mo through the water mirror. The sound of the guqin is slightly low, revealing a sense of elegance. I also have to admit that the other party's appearance is really like a dog, and he is worthy of the four words of a beast in clothes and hats.

The sound of the piano was still going on, but the sudden turn became more and more rapid. Mo Junxie glanced at the person in the glasses, and sneered very faintly.

Zhongqing accidentally saw that smile, and suppressed the weird thoughts in his heart, but in his heart, he hated Patriarch Mo even more.

At the end of the song, maybe Mo Langhuan was the only one who didn't have any other thoughts among all the people present.

"Come here." The person who was playing the piano just now said calmly.

Mo Langhuan walked towards Mo Mengyuan almost subconsciously, and when he came back to his senses, he had already walked around to the right side of the piano table very stiffly.

Mo Mengyuan was sitting sideways, but even so, he still seemed to be looking down on Langhuan.

"Look at me." Mo Mengyuan said, his voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.Mo Langhuan raised his head obediently, but met a pair of eyes full of desire and longing, like a hungry beast in the dark, the eyes that would choose to eat someone, even if he didn't know what this meant, Mo Langhuan was still scared back step.

As if Mo Langhuan's last trace of reason was crushed by Mo Langhuan's appearance, Mo Mengyuan directly pressed Mo Langhuan into his arms.

With a strong sense of crisis, Zhong Qing no longer cared about the danger of being exposed, and wanted to rush directly to save Mo Langhuan. How could he not know what Mo Mengyuan's eyes meant.Thinking of what Mo Langhuan experienced in that strange article, Zhong Qing had the urge to call out the author to talk about his life, and of course he did so later.

But before Zhongqing could attack, Mo Junxie took a step forward and blocked Zhongqing's way.As a spiritual body, Lord Mozun certainly enjoys absolute control over this body.

Zhongqing looked at Mo Junxie in puzzlement, but found that the other party just glanced at him with a little pity.

"A adoptive father is not as good as a biological father." Mo Junxie's cold voice made Zhong Qing even more puzzled, but it also made Zhong Qing pause.

It was only because of this moment that the postures of the two people in the water mirror changed slightly.

In this position, Mo Mengyuan hugged Mo Langhuan into his arms with an absolute gesture, but before he could move any further, the person in his arms trembled because of this embrace, and sobbed softly.

Mo Mengyuan raised the chin of the person in his arms, and saw a teary face, suddenly became more irritable for some reason.

He squeezed Mo Langhuan's chin viciously, and heard the other party's pain as expected. He met Shang Langhuan's misty eyes mockingly, and was interrupted by the child in front of him just as he was about to say something.

"Father, father." Lang Huan's fingers holding Mo Mengyuan turned slightly white due to the force, and his voice trembled unconsciously because of excitement. This was the first time his father hugged him, just like hugging a younger brother .When Mo Langhuan realized this, he felt that he was going crazy with joy.He repeated those two syllables, not knowing what to say, looking at Mo Mengyuan with anticipation and admiration.

Mo Mengyuan saw that those beautiful pupils were full of himself, for some reason his heart softened suddenly, he lowered his head and touched the mist at the corner of Langhuan's right eye, his slender fingertips came from Langhuan's small Turning his face away, he turned to caressing his hair, Lang Huan was a little overwhelmed by this gentle movement, and his little face was flushed.

Zhongqing took this scene into his eyes, and after realizing that Mo Langhuan was not in any "danger", he clicked his tongue softly, sat down cross-legged with his back to the water mirror, and stopped talking.

Seeing Zhong Qing's indifferent expression, Mo Junxie was slightly surprised to give Zhong Qing an extra look, "Aren't you angry?"

If someone else asked Zhong Qing such an obviously teasing question, he wouldn't even bother to answer it.But it was Mo Junxie who asked this question. Lord Mozun seemed to have such an aura innately, even if he just stood there, he would have the urge to make people worship him.What's more, Zhongqing still had some inexplicable thoughts about Mo Junxie.

"That's his father." Zhong Qing said dispensable.Looking forward to and admiring his father for so many years, if possible, Zhongqing also hopes to give Mo Langhuan a good dream, but it is a pity... Hearing Mo's whispering to the child in the water mirror behind him, Zhongqing's eyes There was a glimmer of haze.

Zhongqing's answer was within Mo Junxie's expectation, but Mo Junxie couldn't have any other interest in this matter, so he closed his eyes and meditated.

But outside the water mirror, it is a good scene of a father's kindness and son's filial piety.

Mo Langhuan was not big in stature, and sat in Mo Mengyuan's arms with a pair of indistinguishable and beautiful skins. The Patriarch Mo, who was holding Langhuan, was naturally handsome, and wearing a green shirt added a touch of elegance to him. , the rare gentleness revealed in the eyebrows and eyes, this is the treatment that even the most favored wives of the Mo family can't get, Mo Langhuan is completely dazzled by this unique gentleness, thinking about himself Are you dreaming?

Hearing Patriarch Mo's murmur to his lover in the water mirror behind him, Zhong Qing grinned a sarcastic smile. Of course he knew Patriarch Mo's plan, but this time he couldn't ask for more.

Mo Mengyuan lowered his voice, and within just a few words, the child in his arms was fascinated, making the child speak out, and even if Zhong Qing didn't stop him in time, Lang Huan would be able to make him and her right away. Mo Junxie's existence was exposed.

Sensing that the uninvited guest outside had already planned to force his way in, Mo Mengyuan couldn't get enough of it.He rubbed the belly of the child in his arms, and felt that the child in his arms was stiff because he was afraid of tickles, but he resisted and refused to get out of the way.So Patriarch Mo in a good mood finally let go of Lang Huan and let him go back.

Zhongqing stared at the place where Mo Mengyuan's salty pig's hands had been rubbed, thinking in his heart that he must definitely let Mo Langhuan take a few more baths, and when Mo Langhuan was playing with that fat pig, Zhongqing did not do this plan.

Lang Huan still looked panicked when he came, but he was reluctant to leave when he left.It was just a sentence, "Huan'er will call my daddy in the future." The child's eyes and brows were full of smiles, and even volunteered to come to pay his respects every day, which made Zhong Qing angry and Lang Huan cast himself into a trap, but he couldn't help but sigh a long time. tone.

Zhong Qing clearly understood how much Lang Huan expected his father, so when he thought of how Patriarch Mo treated Mo Lang Huan in that novel, Zhong Qing felt extremely disgusted.Zhongqing knew that his mood was very strange. From the beginning of reading that novel, he had unconsciously felt pity, even fondness for Mo Langhuan. Draw Mo Langhuan into his own small circle.

But before Zhongqing figured out what was going on, he was 'shocked'.

Mo Langhuan returned to his small courtyard along the original road, but before he could sit down and drink tea, Mo Junxie walked out of Langhuan's body.

It was really walking out, even if Lord Mozun looked like a translucent projection at this time, even with a chain attached to his chest.

Mo Junxie still had the indifferent look in Lang Huan's sea of ​​consciousness. He condescended to lift off Mo Lang Huan's clothes. A black bead was pulled out from the dantian of the lower abdomen.