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Chapter 121

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    Qi Siyuan hated seeing others cry, especially girls crying.

    However, he did not expect Lin Ya to burst into tears so suddenly.  She hugged the broken wood carving, her hands trembling constantly.  There were tears in his eyes, full of inexplicable fear.

    She is afraid.

    Qi Siyuan didn't quite understand why the girl who beat him angrily just a second ago suddenly burst into tears because it was just a broken wooden sculpture that was destroyed.

    Hearing Lin Ya's cry, Mo Li pulled himself together and moved into the house.  Seeing Mo Li's figure, Lin Ya went from sobbing to crying loudly.

    "What's wrong?"

    Before the words finished, Lin Ya threw herself into Mo Li's arms.  Song Yu's eyes were almost straightened, did this girl cry on purpose?

    "He broke your q-version wood carving, I feel unlucky, and thenyou"

    Lin Ya spoke intermittently, and Song Yu probably guessed the cause and effect.

    "Youcome out, we need to have a good fight" Song Yu grabbed Qi Siyuan's collar and walked out of the house.

    He, Song Yu, never believed in ghosts and gods.

    Except, about Morley.

    After Mo Li fell ill, he visited almost all the famous ancient temples and monasteries in the world, just to pray to God that this sick man could live a little longer, a little longer.

    Doing such an unlucky thing as damaging the q-version wood carving, this kid, I'm afraid he thinks he's lived too long!

    "Elvis, it's alright, don't bully the kids!" Mo Li pouted helplessly.  However, Qi Siyuan had already guessed his point, so it would be useless to say more.

    After watching the two of them leave the house, Mo Li gently hugged Lin Ya tightly.  The girl's soft waist is as soft as cotton.

    Mo Li suddenly forgot, he returned to Lin Ya's original purpose.  In his mind, the image of him kissing her that night in Canada emerged.

    Breathing is messed up like this.

    Mo Li was at a loss and pushed Lin Ya away, but unexpectedly, Lin Ya stuck to her like sticky candy.  She hugged him and sobbed: "You will be healthy and live for a long time, right?"

    "this¡­¡­"

    Staring at Lin Ya's blood-red lips bitten by her, only the thought of "kiss her" flashed in Mo Li's mind.

    "You will live a long, long, healthy life, right!"

    The eyelashes moved slightly, and the teardrops hanging from the corners of the eyes slid down the corners of the eyes to Molina's warm palm.

    "Click!"

    Mo Li seemed to hear the sound of his heart being locked.  During the three days he left, he tried his best not to think about her.  But whenever he was free, her smile would appear in his mind.

    He told himself that this was just a kind of brother's liking for his sister.

    However, what is this impulse now?

    He wanted to hold her tight.

    He wanted to kiss her.

    He wanted to leave his mark on her.

    "Lin Ya, don't cry. I'm fine. It's just a woodcarving. The maker thought it wasn't very good, so he wanted to smash it and redo it. This is normal in itself. When I wrote the score, I felt uncomfortable.  If you are satisfied, you will also tear up the score and rewrite it. This is a truth, isn't it?"

    Mo Li suppressed the impulse in his heart, smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of Lin Ya's eyes.  This girl is crying like a little cat.  It looks like it makes people want to hug them and hold them high.

    Lin Ya is not a person who loves to cry, but the more Mo Li comforted her, the more she couldn't control herself, tears fell down one after another.

    Seeing this, Mo Li smiled and said, "Elvis, at one o'clock in the afternoon, I made an appointment with Dr. Liu. Before going to the hospital, I want to eat your noodles. Can you make it for me?"

    "Fish soup noodles, is it okay?" Lin Ya immediately regained her energy.  He quickly calculated in his mind how to make a dish in the shortest possible time.

    Song Yu, this guy, likes to grab food with Mo Li.  But that guy doesn't like noodles.

    He doesn't like noodles, so he kept making noises not to let Mo Li eat noodles.  If he didn't make an order to calm that guy down, Mo Li might not be able to finish the noodles properly.

    "Wait for me for fifteen minutes, and I'll fix it right away."

    Lin Ya rolled up her cuffs and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

    It didn't take Song Yu too much time to clean up Qi Siyuan.  He was reluctant to beat his nephew, whom he had finally found.  What's more, this guy Qi Siyuan can only stroke his hair.

    Pushing too hard will only strengthen his rebellious psychology.

      Therefore, in name, it was to teach Qi Siyuan a lesson.  In fact, he just tricked Qi Siyuan into the trap dug for him by He Siling and the children two days ago.

    When Qi Siyuan fell into the pit, a sandbag flew towards him and stood directly above the pit.  Then the mouth of the sandbag was broken, and all the yellow sand inside fell into the pit with a splash.

    The pit was about 1.5 meters deep, and Qi Siyuan was still able to climb up with his own strength.  However, because the sand itself was very wet, Qi Siyuan's body and hands were covered with sand, and when he was doing pull-ups, his hands kept slipping.

    Before Qi Siyuan crawled out to settle the score with him, Song Yu slipped directly to Mo Li's side.

    "Let's go, let's go to the hospital." Song Yu urged.

    Mo Li looked at a big sack floating on the tree in front of the yard, leaned his forehead and sighed: "It's so deceitful when we first met, okay?"

    Qi Siyuan is not one to suffer from boredom.

    Maybe, Song Yu will silently cultivate an opponent who is more capable of deceiving him than He Siling.

    "The person who understands you best will always be yours" Song Yu deliberately paused, and turned the conversation to Mo Li.

    Mo Li shook his head lightly and sighed, "Adversary!"

    If you want a person to understand you, try hard to make him regard you as his opponent.  Because you are an opponent, you will study all your strategies and tactics, as well as possible psychological activities and counterattacks.

    "You dug a pit deep enough!"

    "It's time to pay off the debts I owed before."

    Song Yu rarely fell into reverie.  Mo Li followed his gaze, but only let out a long sigh.

    For Qi Yuan, they have too many memories.

    But Qi Siyuan, who is Qi Yuan's biological son, knows nothing about his gentle and kind parents.

    What a pity this is.

    "Okay, don't be in a daze. Follow me to the hospital." Song Yu interrupted Mo Li's contemplation in a disconcerting way.

    At this moment, Lin Ya came in with a bowl of noodles and two dishes.  The alluring aroma immediately attracted Song Yu's attention.  He teleported to Lin Ya, almost frightened her to overturn the dinner plate.

    "Girl, did you do it on purpose?" Song Yu asked with a dark face.

    This girl, knowing that she is not a vegetarian and does not eat potatoes, even specially made stewed beef with potatoes and stir-fried lettuce.

    "There is still a bowl of fish noodle soup in the kitchen, do you want it?" Lin Ya asked innocently with her eyes wide open.

    There are only these things in the kitchen, and finished products can be made quickly.  It's no use blaming her!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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