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Chapter 018

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    In the end, Mo Ruanmiao was honestly dragged by Mo Chutian's wrist to change clothes in the room. Along the way, Mo Ruanmiao kept asking Mo Chutian if he was not cold.

    Mo Chutian couldn't take it anymore, turned around with a calm face, and gritted his teeth like a warning: "Mo Ruanmiao, shut up."

    Only then did Mo Ruanmiao stop asking, and then muttered in a low voice that Mo Chutian was so fierce.  This sentence was naturally heard by Mo Chutian, he glanced sideways at Mo Ruan Miao, and Mo Ruan Miao was completely silent.

    When the two came down after changing their clothes, Zhao Ling had been sitting in the living room for a long time. He was reading a magazine while eating red bayberry. When he saw the two coming down, he frowned and wanted to talk.

    Mo Chutian was worried about Zhao Ling talking indiscriminately, so he immediately gave him a warning look.  Zhao Ling naturally received this look, he was in a complicated mood and thought it was funny, Mo Chutian really protected him tightly.

    "Miaomiao." Zhao Ling greeted Mo Ruanmiao with a smile.

    Zhao Ling met Mo Ruanmiao, but Mo Ruanmiao was unconscious at that time, and he had no impression of Zhao Ling, so he just said "Hello" to Zhao Ling dryly.

    When outsiders were present, Mo Ruanmiao's closeness to Mo Chutian was very obvious. Now he was sitting next to Mo Chutian, and Zhao Ling was sitting on the sofa next to him.

    "Miaomiao, this is Zhao Ling," Mo Chutian introduced Zhao Ling to Mo Ruanmiao after sitting down, "Just call him Brother Ling."

    Before Mo Ruanmiao could respond, Zhao Ling spoke first. He raised his eyebrows at Mo Ruanmiao, and said with a smile, "What's your name, Brother Ling? You're so lucky, just call him Brother."

    "Don't listen to him, just call Brother Ling." Mo Chutian said, for some reason, he just couldn't see Mo Ruanmiao calling someone else's brother.

    Of course Mo Ruanmiao listened to Mo Chutian, and he greeted Zhao Ling again with a smile, "Hello Brother Ling."

    Zhao Ling looked at Mo Chutian, then at Mo Ruanmiao, and said angrily: "All right, all right, Brother Ling is Brother Ling."

    ?Because Zhao Ling came, Aunt Chen made two more dishes, and the dinner time was later than usual.  Zhao Ling is usually a casual person. He talked non-stop at the dinner table. The content of his chat with Mo Chutian was not all about eating, drinking and having fun. He also mentioned some business affairs. Mo Ruanmiao couldn't understand, so he buried his head in eating.  meal.

    All of a sudden, Zhao Ling mentioned Mo Qixing, and Mo Ruanmiao paused, finally there was something he could understand, but what Zhao Ling said next seemed not so easy to understand.

    Mo Ruanmiao only heard the general idea. Mo Qixing went to Hong Kong City to meet Zhao Manzhen at the beginning of the month. The next day, news spread that several precious vases in the villa had been destroyed.  A bad meeting.

    "By the way, I think my aunt seems to be getting very close to the Wang family recently. Last time the old lady of the Wang family celebrated her birthday, she even went to give gifts." Zhao Ling said.

    After hearing this, Mo Ruanmiao suddenly understood that Zhao Ling was Zhao Manzhen's nephew and Mo Chutian's cousin.

    Mo Chutian didn't understand, so, "What's the matter if you get close?" He chuckled, "It's worth you to come and tell me."

    Zhao Ling showed his usual unreliable expression again, "The Wang family has a 25-year-old daughter who just returned to China at the beginning of the year. Do you think it's worth telling you?"

    Mo Chutian's face darkened instantly. What Zhao Manzhen told him before was true. He laughed back angrily, and joked with Zhao Ling: "How do you know that her target is not you?"

    Zhao Ling looked terrified, "Don't, don't, don't be me, I want to play for two more years."

    The two were still talking, and no one noticed that Mo Ruanmiao's expression was wrong. He was drinking soup with a spoon, his eyes were lowered, and his long and dense eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.

    He understood all this passage. Zhao Manzhen was looking for a future wife for Mo Chutian. Mo Chutian was already twenty-seven and it was time to start a family. But Mo Ruanmiao felt a little uncomfortable.  How is this going.

    Zhao Ling stayed until 8:30 and left. Mo Chutian went out to see Zhao Ling off for half an hour. Even if Mo Ruanmiao was a fool, he should know that the two must have something to avoid saying to him.  .

    On the table is the taro ball bean curd that Aunt Chen just made, with some ice in it, which is just right for relieving the heat in summer.  Mo Ruanmiao lay on the table looking at this bowl of bean curd, her calf swayed, and it took him a long time to hold the bowl and put something into his mouth with a spoon.

    Just as he was eating in a daze, a big hand held his neck and kneaded it lightly for a while, making him itchy. He dodged his head and said, "Don't do this, it's so itchy."  .¡±

    There was a delicate touch under his hand, and Mo Chutian rubbed it again like a ghost.next.  The place touched by Mo Chutian seemed to be passing through a small electric current. Mo Ruanmiao felt strange and embarrassed, so he wanted to avoid it. He sat on a high stool, and after a few movements like this, his focus became unstable.  One who didn't pay attention to the whole person rushed forward.

    Both Mo Ruanmiao and Mo Chutian were taken aback by this sudden change. Mo Chutian caught Mo Ruanmiao almost without thinking, hugged him in his arms, and felt his warm breath on his chest.  Chu Tian's usually shrewd mind suddenly stopped working.

    At the beginning, Mo Ruanmiao didn't make any movements, his hands were holding onto the shirt of the person in front of him, his nose was filled with a nice smell, his ears were burning red, it took a long time before he slowly raised his head, and whispered  He said: "I told you not to make trouble with me."

    Mo Chutian let go of Mo Ruanmiao and told him to sit down. He knew he was wrong, coughed twice and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let's not make trouble next time."

    However, the aftermath of what happened today was very serious. Mo Ruanmiao couldn't calm down after returning to the room. He vaguely felt that his feelings for Mo Chutian were no longer the feelings that his younger brother had for his elder brother.

    Maybe it's more like a real relative.

    Mo Ruanmiao rubbed her ears, took a book and began to read, trying to divert her attention.  As a result, he only picked up the book and read it for a few minutes, when Mo Qixing called, and he quickly picked up his mobile phone to answer the call.  He had always respected Mo Qixing, and he greeted Mo Qixing as soon as he got on the phone.

    "Ruan Miao, I will go back to City S at the end of the month, and I won't leave until after you start school. Now I want to tell you about living in school," Mo Qixing just finished a meeting, and his contact with Mo Ruan Miao is still there.  He is close. He is very concerned about the only child left by Zheng Junmei. Mo Ruanmiao has started school, and it is time for him to go back. "I mean, it is fine to live in an apartment near the school. I don't worry if I have an aunt to take care of her."  Some."

    For what Mo Qixing said, Mo Ruanmiao had already thought up a set of excuses, and he smiled and refused: "Thank you uncle, but I still want to sleep.  Living off-campus feels even weirder.¡±

    The two chatted a lot, and Mo Ruanmiao was very firm. In the end, Mo Qixing was persuaded by him and agreed to let him live on campus.

    "Okay, if you're not used to living here, tell me, or you can tell Chutian." Mo Qixing said.

    "Okay." Mo Ruanmiao replied.

    After hanging up the phone, Mo Ruanmiao walked onto the terrace. He leaned on the railing and looked around the yard. The cicadas rang into his ears. He thought that he hadn't even asked Mo Chutian for a place to plant roses.  It's time to go, time flies.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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