Hello, I'm Shimo

"Is this your Nuan Pavilion?" Si Linyan looked at the surrounding environment unexpectedly but not unexpectedly. It was deserted and deserted. It didn't match the name Nuan Pavilion at all, but it did resemble his style, and he wanted to be in Si's mansion. Like the house in the past, except for the necessary things, the inside is also empty.

"Yes." Although the establishment of this warm pavilion was relatively short, Mo estimated that he would never forget the many good memories in the warm pavilion in his life.I casually sent a message to the historians, and by the way, sent them a picture of the hairpin to show them, because time was too tight and I forgot about it.

"It's very empty." In the originally empty room, three of the walls were all made of mirrored glass, which made the room wider and more empty.

With a glance, you can see the whole room, a piano, a microphone stand, a microphone, a long horizontal bar, a tea table, a teapot, two teacups, and two chairs, so everything in the room is Everything is complete.

In fact, there were three teacups, three chairs, and a group photo of the three of them before, but Jean Mo changed it a little bit. She didn't want to hide anything, nor was she afraid of Si Linyan asking any questions, but she didn't want too much. It's just an explanation. After all, some things have passed for a long time. No matter how beautiful the memories are, he doesn't want to bring up the old things again.

"I don't like too many things appearing." Mo explained, the more things there are, the more crowded Mo feels.

"Mo can dance?" Si Linyan glanced at the large open space in the corner and the horizontal bar.

"No." Mo knew why Si Linyan asked this, but he didn't want to explain, just like he could change the decoration in the warm pavilion with just one thought, but Mo didn't want to erase the only existence.

Seeing that Mo didn't need to explain, Si Linyan didn't ask much. In his opinion, Mo was just being modest. After all, his Mo could sing and play musical instruments, but he had never heard of it before, so low-key. , so Si Linyan would not be surprised if Mo could dance.

But this time Si Linyan was wrong.

"Mo, can you sing a song for me?" Si Linyan suddenly remembered the nursery rhyme that Mo hummed softly in his ear ten years ago. Si Linyan has never forgotten it, or Said he never forgot.

"Okay." Mo hadn't sung for a long time, since those two people left, he was no longer in the mood to sing, and the last song in his memory was the requiem for Momo.

"What song do you want to hear?"

Si Linyan is not a person who likes to listen to music for entertainment. He doesn't know anything about popular songs and good songs. "Just choose your favorite song."

Is it your favorite song? Mo doesn’t know much about the songs of this era, or in other words, when he didn’t meet those two people, Mo never thought of understanding the songs here, never thought of going deep into this world and integrating into this world .

"Then sing this."

After saying this, Mo sat gracefully in front of the piano, and gently placed her slender fingers on the keys.

She closed her eyes, and the curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyelids. When a note sounded, a beautiful melody poured out from her fingers.

And at this time, Mo Qing's cold and ethereal voice sounded, like a clear spring flowing through a stream, bringing a refreshing and crystal clear breath.

"Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd

Never forget your face

Dreaming of meeting by chance one day

从此 我 开始 地 思念

When I miss you, you are on the horizon

When I miss you, you are in front of me

When I miss you, you are in my mind

When I miss you, you are in my heart

I'd rather believe that we had an appointment in a previous life

The love story of this life will never change again

I'd rather spend my life waiting for you to discover

I'm always by your side

never went far"

(Legend - Faye Wong ps: Xiaojiu's favorite)

After the song was over, Mo slowly opened his eyes. Before Mo could fully open his eyes, he was embraced by a warm embrace. His dry red lips stuck into his hot tongue, domineering. And eagerly skimmed every inch of softness in Mo's mouth, as if he would lose his life if he didn't do so.

Electricity-like throbbing diffused from the tip of the tongue, being kissed airtightly, breathless, heart pounding uncontrollably, all sensations were covered by the intense and passionate kiss on the lips.

"Hmm... Yan..." Taking advantage of the gap, he spit out such a sentence, but it was quickly blocked again. The originally intense kiss became more unbridled at this moment, and Mo could no longer hold back.

Si Linyan didn't let go of Mo's swollen red lips until he was sure that Mo's limit was reached. Finally, he kept pecking a few times before completely letting go.

"You are not allowed to sing in front of others in the future." The sexy and deep voice was commanding, but in the depths of the words there was a faint imperceptible prayer.

Blinking his misty and moist eyes, looking at this handsome man who looks like a god in front of him, how can such a Si Linyan be rejected.

"Okay. I promise you" Promise that you will not sing in front of others in the future.

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The morning sun shines through the layers of interlaced branches like broken gold, and shines mottledly on the thick fallen leaves, dyeing this silent mountain forest with a beautiful color.

There was a faint smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and the cold eyes were stained with broken gold, which appeared to be shining, and the black hair that reached his hips fluttered in the wind, adding a touch of magnificence to the young man's ordinary face. The slender waist that was not enough to hold was tightly embraced by a pair of strong and polite hands, and the young man was surrounded by the owner of the arms. The man who embraced the young man had a handsome and indifferent face.The sharp-edged chin, the sharp thin lips, the straight bridge of the nose, and the dark and deep eyes, it can be seen that the man is a serious and cold existence.

At this moment, the dark and deep eyes of the ice-cold man were filled with deep tenderness, and he was staring at the young man beside him, as if there was only that young man in the world.If you look carefully, you will find that the boy's body is slightly leaning against the man's side, although it is not so obvious and a bit shy.

The two people bathed in the morning light, with a hazy beauty, seem to disappear from everyone's sight in the next second.

The picture was frozen at this moment, and it became the most beautiful moment in memory.

"Is this the photo you took in Wulin? It's so beautiful." Lu Ting looked at the two people in the photo with emotion. If he didn't know the relationship between the two of them, Lu Ting would really think that these two people are a couple Woolen cloth. (Xiao Jiu: Lu Ting, it's the truth, these two people are a bunch, don't believe it for freshmen.)

"Yeah." Mo Bai slumped on the soft sofa boredly, constantly muttering in his heart, when will these two people leave.As soon as they entered the living room, they asked Mo to get the so-called photos, because the photos were placed in the bedroom, and the two women dared not even go up to the second floor, let alone the bedroom.

So the beggar insisted that Mo take out the photos of this trip for them, and was so annoying that Mo could only go upstairs to get the digital photo album.

But after taking it off, the mouths of the two women still didn't stop. They kept talking from the first photo to the last photo, the only photo of a person in the album.

"This is the first time I've seen a photo of my father." Si Ning said with emotion.

It can be said that this photo is the only photo of Si Linyan in the entire Federation Starfield, and this photo is also a group photo.

"Everyone in the academy knows that I am the marshal's daughter, but every time someone asks me what my father looks like, or asks me for his photo or virtual image, I feel very powerless. Since I can remember At home, I haven't seen any pictures of my father." Si Ning smiled wryly.

There may be no one in the entire Federation Starfield who doesn't know the young children of the new generation of the Si family, but absolutely no one will know what the head of the Si family, the Marshal Si Linyan of the Federation Starfield, looks like.

"I've grown up so much, and I haven't seen any pictures of my uncle. My father said that my uncle never likes trouble." Lu Ting curled his lips. In fact, I think Si Linyan's approach is quite good. He will be watched like a monkey. No matter where he goes, there will always be a group of people behind him. Lu Ting has a deep understanding of the feeling of attracting attention.

If possible, Lu Ting is really unwilling to have such a high-profile opportunity.

"It's really troublesome. Every time I go out, there will be reporters following me." Si Ning also has a deep understanding of this feeling.

"Read it all. After you finish it, leave me. I'm a little tired and want to have a good rest." When I didn't pay attention, this woman started talking blah blah blah blah again, and the topic seriously deviated original track.

"Got it." After so many years of being together, Si Ning still understands Mo, at least one thing Mo will not change, that is, he likes to be alone. "By the way, before I leave, I have one more thing to ask you."

"What is it?" Mo raised his eyebrows, he didn't think Si Ning had any questions to ask.

"It's your birthday in two days. What are your plans?"

"Plan?" Mo blinked suspiciously.

"That's right, you also know that when you came back that year, you were only tested for DNA. Although the outside world knew that the Si family had a ninth son, your father didn't include you in the genealogy at that time, and he didn't introduce you to the family tree. The whole family." Seeing that his father loves Mo so much now, Si Ning should be willing to write Mo into the genealogy and let Mo get the treatment he deserves, otherwise if one day his father is no longer the head of the family, then Mo's status in the Si family It's embarrassing.

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