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Chapter 066

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    Early the next morning, there were rustling sounds in the room, occasionally mixed with a few protests.  Mo Ruanmiao's eyes were still a bit confused, and she put her hands on the shoulders of the person on her body, not wanting him to get closer, her body still had the feeling of last night, and she was sensitive wherever she touched it.

    How could his strength stop the man from moving?  After a while, Mo Ruanmiao's voice became a bit crying. Mo Ruanmiao's voice was soft, clearly an order, but it sounded like a coquettish voice, "Don't be like this, it's so uncomfortable."

    Mo Chutian let go of Mo Ruanmiao with a chuckle, and leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice, "Is it really uncomfortable? Is it too comfortable?"

    Mo Ruanmiao turned his head to the side like an ostrich, he really didn't want to have too much communication with Mo Chutian in this regard.  Obviously, before the relationship, Mo Chutian was still a gentleman who was allowed to tease you, and I was a gentleman who stood still, but now there is no shadow of what I used to be, and I am clearly a hooligan.

    The two quarreled for a while before getting out of bed. After changing clothes, Mo Ruanmiao sat on the sofa with a pillow in her arms and squinted at Mo Chutian who was checking emails. After watching, she raised her hand to cover her heart, and whispered to her ears.  turn red.

    Every time after finishing the job and getting up the next day, Mo Chutian would kiss where his heart was, and while kissing, he would tenderly ask him if he felt any pain here.  Mo Ruanmiao couldn't stand Mo Chutian treating him like this, the psychological stimulation completely overwhelmed the physical stimulation, and it always gave him an illusion that he was Mo Chutian's treasure.

    Mo Chutian glanced at the mail and put down the tablet. When he looked up, he saw someone staring at him. He smiled in a good mood and waved to Mo Ruanmiao, "Come back to your senses, let's go have breakfast.  "

    Two days passed in a flash. After Mrs. Zhao knew that Mo Ruanmiao was studying painting, she always wanted to ask him to draw a portrait of her so that she could show it off among her old sisters.  So the daily life of Zhao Zhai these days is that the old lady sits at the side and acts as a model for Mo Ruanmiao, while Chairman Zhao and Mo Chutian play chess at the side.

    The old lady is also afraid of delaying Mo Ruanmiao's time. She doesn't have much requirements for the portrait, and she doesn't need to be detailed, just the most basic ones.  But Mo Ruanmiao has requirements for himself, even if it is only a few days, he must paint well, which is a pain for Mo Chutian, he does not know how long it will take to put people to bed every night, Mo Ruanmiao always says wait  Two minutes, and then a half hour wait.

    Two days before the two left Hong Kong, Zhao Manzhen came back from abroad. As soon as she got off the plane, she asked the driver to take her to the old house. The targets were Mo Chutian and Mo Ruanmiao. She just wanted to see what was going on with them.  .  In the end, the imagination was far from hers, and the relationship between Mo Ruanmiao and Mo Chutian seemed to be pretty good.

    During dinner, Zhao Ling's family also came to the old house and brought a few children. The old house was very lively for a while. Zhao Ling has been under strict control by the family for the past few days. Now he saw Mo Chutian  The two hurried over.

    "You don't know what I'm living these days." Zhao Ling didn't dare to speak too loudly.

    Mo Chutian chuckled, "Aren't you all right? People who don't know what you said think you have suffered a lot."

    Zhao Ling glared at Mo Chutian, with a look of remorse, "It's not because of Mo Yuwei, do you think you put some poison on her, she also returned to Hong Kong City recently, and her father brought her to my house the day before yesterday.  She kept catching me asking about you and Miaomiao."

    Mo Chutian was a little astonished, and Mo Ruanmiao came over when he heard his name.

    "What are you so curious about?" Mo Chutian rubbed Mo Ruanmiao's head with a broken smile.

    "I just want to hear it." Mo Ruanmiao said with a smile.

    Zhao Ling told the two of her recent encounters again, and it was called crying, and finally it involved Mo Yuwei, "I think she is a bit strange, I don't know if it is my illusion, what she seems to really want to know is  Miaomiao's situation."

    Hearing this, Mo Chutian's mind moved slightly, and a feeling of vigilance spread to his heart.

    After dinner, all the young and old went to the garden on the roof. Zhao Manzhen, Zhao Ling's mother and sister-in-law played cards with the old lady. The children played together with the game consoles, and the adults chatted on the sofa next to them.  playing.

    After nine o'clock, Zhao Ling's family left the old house, while Zhao Manzhen stayed behind.

    When it was nearly eleven o'clock, Mo Ruanmiao was already asleep. At this time, the other person on the bed left the bedroom. He came to Zhao Manzhen's room, knocked on the door lightly, and opened the door until there was a sound from inside.

    "Mom." Mo Chutian shouted.

    Zhao Manzhen was sitting on a chair by the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a glass in her hand, and a bottle of red wine on the table. She raised her chin, pointed to herself, and said, "Sit."

    As soon as Mo Chutian returned to his bedroom, he receivedmom.  "Mo Chutian greeted Zhao Manzhen first, and then turned to Mo Ruanmiao, with connivance and helplessness in his words, "The person disappeared within a few minutes.  "

    Mo Ruanmiao smiled obediently, planning to get away with it.

    Zhao Manzhen took the conversation and said with a smile, "Miaomiao said she would draw a picture for me."

    Mo Chutian sat next to Mo Ruanmiao, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then Miaomiao can only owe her mother first, because we have to go back to City S tomorrow."

    In the end, there was still no debt. Zhao Manzhen was quite looking forward to this matter. She went to the room and carefully selected a photo of her youth, and asked Mo Ruanmiao if she could draw this. Of course, Mo Ruanmiao agreed, and just took the photo.  After he got it, he realized the specialness of the photo.

    "Brother, is this mother's" Mo Ruanmiao hesitated and said, "I think it looks a bit like a wedding photo."

    Mo Chutian took it and took a look. The woman in the photo was gorgeous, dressed in fancy clothes, with a bit of girlish shyness in her brows, and Zhao Manzhen could be vaguely seen, but it was difficult for Mo Chutian to compare the current her with the one in the photo.  women linked together.

    The girl with gentle eyebrows finally turned into a vigorous woman in the sculpting of time.

    Mo Chutian suddenly understood the meaning of what Zhao Manzhen said last night. He turned his eyes to look at Mo Ruanmiao beside him. The child was leaning against him and seriously thinking about this photo.  It is said that Mo Ruanmiao will definitely look like this after many years, and will grow up, but the innocence is still there.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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