I cry so hard!

There were rustling voices in the darkness, Mo Ruanmiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, he kept talking, and seeing that Mo Chutian didn't refuse, he moved a little closer to him.

After he found a satisfactory position, Mo Ruanmiao stretched out his hands and lightly touched Mo Chutian's arm, his laughter was very clear in the dark night, "Brother, why are you so hot?"

Mo Chutian closed his eyes and tried his best to ignore the soft hands around his arms. Tonight, he regretted wearing a bathrobe to sleep more than once and letting Mo Ruanmiao stay in his room.

"Miaomiao," Mo Chutian's voice was hoarse, "Don't move around, sleep."

Mo Ruanmiao responded, and then really didn't move, just sticking to Mo Chutian obediently, like a small animal that absorbs warmth in winter, he whispered: "Good night."

"Well, good night." Mo Chutian said.

Mo Ruanmiao said good night was really good night, he fell asleep within 2 minutes and slept soundly.As for Mo Chutian, it was difficult to fall asleep. He turned his body and looked at the people beside him, feeling a little headache. He put his hand on his forehead, thinking that he might need to take a cold shower because it was very hot.

The next day, Mo Ruanmiao got up early, and when he woke up, Mo Chutian was soundly asleep.

Waking up in the morning with nothing to do, Mo Ruanmiao lay on the bed and looked at Mo Chutian for a long time. He looked at people carefully, from the brow to the bridge of the nose, and finally his gaze was fixed on the thin lips.

For some reason, Mo Ruanmiao acted as if he was not under the control of his thoughts. When he realized it, his fingers were already on the warm lips.His face blushed suddenly, but he didn't stop his movements. He tapped lightly, feeling that Mo Chutian's lips were very soft.

If Mo Chutian woke up now, the scene would definitely be very exciting, but because he was too tired a while ago and slept too late last night, now he sleeps very deeply, and can't notice any movements of Mo Ruanmiao.

After a long time, Mo Ruanmiao finally stopped moving. He got up, put on his slippers, and left the bedroom lightly.

Mo Ruanmiao changed a set of clothes and went downstairs. A group of servants had already arrived in the villa. Aunt Chen didn't know where to go. The cook was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Seeing Mo Ruanmiao coming, the cook said with a smile: "Miaomiao got up so early, breakfast will have to wait a while, but the steamed buns are already cooked, if you are hungry, you can take a few first."

"Good morning, auntie," Mo Ruanmiao said with a smile, "I'm not hungry yet."

Mo Chutian slept long enough this time, when he woke up it was already 10:30, which is rare for him to wake up so late, and when he looked to the side, it was indeed empty.

The curtains in the bedroom were very thick, Mo Chu opened the curtains after getting out of bed to wash, and the sunlight instantly filled the room, causing Mo Chutian to squint his eyes.

He stood in front of the window and looked at the scenery in the garden. From his position, he could see the laurel tree in the courtyard at a glance. He yawned, and opened the French door to the terrace. The air outside had already brought the heat of September.

Mo Chutian continued to look around the yard, and suddenly his sight caught a thin figure, and he took a closer look, it was Mo Ruanmiao.

Today, a gardener came to take care of the flowers and plants in the yard, and Mo Ruanmiao was helping at the moment, running around in the yard alone, not too hot or too tired.

"Mo Ruanmiao!" Mo Chutian shouted loudly.

Mo Ruanmiao, who was holding a water pipe, was startled by the sudden sound. He looked back and saw Mo Chutian standing on the third-floor balcony.

A big smile appeared on Mo Ruanmiao's face. He waved to Mo Chutian and replied, "Brother! Good morning!"

Mo Chutian called him not to ask him to say hello to himself, but to want Mo Ruanmiao to come back. It would not be comfortable to stay outside for a long time in this weather, so he said helplessly: "Miaomiao, you go into the room first, I have something to look for you."

Mo Ruanmiao didn't think too much, he handed over the water pipe to the worker on the side and walked into the house. When he reached the hall, Mo Chutian happened to come down from the upstairs.

"What's the matter?" Mo Ruanmiao asked suspiciously.

Mo Chutian looked at Mo Ruanmiao. He couldn't see clearly from a distance just now, but now that he was getting close, it was exactly as he imagined. Mo Ruanmiao's entire face was sunburned, and the forehead was even red. There is some sweat.

"Just stay indoors on such a hot day." Mo Chutian raised his hand to check the temperature on Mo Ruan Miao's face and said, then he dragged Mo Ruan Miao to the living room, and then followed the servant beside him. Someone told her to wash a veil and come here.

The handkerchief was quickly delivered to Mo Chutian. He was about to wipe Mo Ruanmiao's face with his hand, but when he touched that inch of skin, he put down his hand and stuffed the handkerchief into Mo Ruanmiao's face. Miao's hand, said: "Hurry up and wipe it down to cool down."

Mo Ruanmiao responded, and then wiped the sweat off her face with a handkerchief.

Mo Chutian got up late, and he didn't want to eat breakfast even after ordering this, so today's lunch was brought earlier, and the two of them had finished eating before twelve o'clock.

The trip to France this time was really exhausting. After returning to China, Mo Chutian gave himself a three-day vacation, and the secretary sent all the important documents that needed to be signed to Xihua.

Mo Ruanmiao thought that she would stay at home with Mo Chutian in the afternoon, but Mo Chutian told him to pack up and prepare to go out.

After tidying up, Mo Ruanmiao asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"Go and find your brother Mo Cheng." Mo Chutian replied.

Mo Chutian had some matters to discuss with Mo Cheng, so he would not come back to eat in the evening. He told Aunt Chen and drove away from Xihua with Mo Ruanmiao.

Mocheng's residence is in another villa area, which is very close to Xihua, and it only takes half an hour to drive.

Mo Ruanmiao was quite excited to see Mo Cheng soon, but Mo Chutian was driving, so he couldn't tell others about his excitement, so he just sat there and smiled to himself.

Arriving at the destination soon, Mo Chutian parked the car in the yard. He asked Mo Ruanmiao to get off the car first. After Mo Ruanmiao got off the car, he drove to another place.

Mo Ruanmiao stood there waiting for Mo Chutian, at this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Mo Ruanmiao was taken aback. He turned around and saw a kid standing behind him at some point. The kid looked very young, he was a boy, and he was very beautiful.

"I..." Mo Ruanmiao thought for a while and said, "I'm here as a guest."

Mo Ruanmiao felt that the child was very cute, and he looked like it, so he squatted down and looked at the child at the same level, and asked, "Are you here as a guest too?"

Hearing this, the kid shook his head and smiled, pointing to the house and saying, "I live here." After answering Mo Ruanmiao's question, he said, "Brother, you didn't come to find Dad. ah?"

"Father?" Before Mo Ruanmiao had time to figure out the identity of the child, he was stunned by this sentence. He made a bold guess, "Is your father Mo Cheng?"

The kid nodded heavily, and said with bright eyes, "Yes! But I still have a father."

Mo Ruanmiao looked bewildered, and couldn't understand what the kid was talking about, mainly because he was still surprised that there was a child in Mocheng, and the child seemed to be three or four years old.

While the senior and junior were talking, Mo Chutian and Mo Cheng walked over together. Mo Chutian looked at the senior and junior and found it funny that they could play together so quickly at such a young age. I think Mo Ruanmiao might still be a child.

"Miaomiao." Mo Cheng first greeted Mo Ruanmiao, who smiled gently.

As soon as the child heard Mo Cheng's voice, he ran to his side.

Mo Ruanmiao stood up, looked at the children and Mo Cheng, and said, "Brother Mo Cheng, your children are so cute."

Before Mo Cheng could say anything, the child smiled and said, "My brother is also very cute."

It was so hot that it was impossible to stand outside and talk all the time, so a group of people entered the house first.

The child's nickname is Jelly, and Mo Ruanmiao thinks this name is very suitable for this child. After all, he looks so cute. At first, he still didn't believe that this was a child from Mocheng, but now that he looked at it, he seemed to be able to call it Jelly. A bit of Mo Cheng's shadow can be found on his body.

Mo Chutian and Mo Cheng were sitting on the sofa by the window talking about something, while Mo Ruanmiao was building Lego with Jelly.

The two didn't say anything to avoid Mo Ruanmiao, Mo Chutian looked a little distressed, his brows were tightly frowned, and his tone was a little helpless, "Brother, I'm here this time to ask you to persuade grandma."

"What's wrong?" Mo Cheng asked.

Mo Chutian felt a headache when he mentioned this. He said, "My mother had contact with the Wang family a while ago. The Wang family has a 25-year-old daughter. You should know what she thinks."

Mo Cheng nodded, and asked again: "What does this have to do with grandma?"

"I don't know what my mother said to my grandma. When I was still in France, she called me several times and asked me what I think about this matter." Mo Chutian said.

Mrs. Mo's meaning was very clear, she just felt that Mo Cheng was old enough to get married, and the young lady of the Wang family was a good choice.

If only Zhao Manzhen came to tell him about this matter, Mo Chutian could still treat it as nonsense, but it was different when Mrs. Mo said it, which showed that Zhao Manzhen was serious.

Mo Cheng thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go check on grandma first. The situation at home is right there. Tell her carefully, grandma will listen."

The marriages of the previous generation of the Mo family were all commercial marriages, and none of the couples ended well.

Mo Chutian and Mo Cheng were still discussing, neither of them noticed that there was something wrong with Mo Ruanmiao's expression on one side, he held the small square in his hand tightly, and was a little lost in thought, this was not the first time he had been taken from Mo Chutian. Hearing such remarks, it was not the first time that Mo Chutian realized that Mo Chutian had reached an age where he could get married.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The kid was quite sensitive, and within a few minutes, he noticed something was wrong with Mo Ruanmiao.

Mo Ruanmiao smiled, picked up a few building blocks and started to assemble again, "It's okay, my brother was just stunned for a while, come on, let's continue."