Xiaoying twisted her fingers nervously and summoned up her courage to say, "Miss Da, Sir, Madam and Miss Er, why are they all gone?" Did something happen last night? "
Xiaoying had already worked here when Mo Ling had not left Mo's home. She was bribed by Yang Feiyun to spy on Moling. After Mo Ling found out, she put her name on the list of "untrustworthy people".
Mo Ling said with a smile, "Sir, madam, the second lady was picked up by Pei Wenxuan last night and said she was going on a trip. I don't know exactly where to go. "
When Pei Wenxuan came last night, Xiaoying had fallen asleep, so she didn't know the whole story. She thought for a moment and said, "Master's legs and feet are inconvenient and she seldom goes out. Master Pei came over late at night to take them on a trip. There seems to be something wrong ... "
"You think too much." Ink spirit lightly interrupted her. "In three days, your master and his wife, Miss Er, will definitely come back."
Xiaoying let out a cry and dared not say anything more.
Mo Ling raised her chin and said lightly, "All right, you go to work."
"yes, miss."
Although there are loopholes in Moring's story, the servants of Mo family think it's a pity that Mo Yingjie's family disappeared. However, no one cares about their own affairs. They are all paid to work, so why bother? Is Jiamu Sauer such an easy person to offend?
MuChen cold personally drive, carrying MoLing came to NingXin sanatorium. Before getting off the bus, Mo Ling was still nervously sorting out her clothes and hair, for fear that her appearance would go wrong and leave a bad impression on Pan Jinru.
Mu Chenhan looked at her every move and couldn't help laughing. He held her hand and said, "Don't be nervous, my mother is actually very easy to talk to."
"I'm not nervous, I'm just worried about leaving a bad impression on her." It is because I care about him that I care so much.
Mu Chen saw that there was no one outside the car. She held her in her arms with her palm slightly hard, lowered her head slightly and stared at her with a smile. "It doesn't matter, you are fine, and mom will like you."
His eyes were gentle and hot, and his strong palm clung to her waist, and the temperature of the palm scorched the skin around her waist. Their bodies were very close, and her chest clung to his strong chest. It seems that even his heartbeat can be felt. She was a little uncomfortable and pursed her lips slightly. Just as she was about to speak, he suddenly lowered his head and gently pressed her lips.
She was startled and put her hands on his chest. Before she could push him away, he had pried open her shell teeth, sneaked into her sandalwood mouth and moved her clove uvula.
MoLing propped up on her chest, some at a loss. He became more careful and gentle, encroaching on her territory bit by bit, and carefully depicting her lips with the tip of his tongue. Their fiery breath intertwined, and his hot palm rubbed against her waist, making her soul tremble.
Mo Ling gradually became addicted to the tenderness he gave and began to respond in a rude way. Her mind was blank, relying entirely on intuition and bearing his gentle but overbearing demands.
Their fiery bodies clung together, and he still kissed her tirelessly. I don't know when, the big palm leaned in from the hem of her skirt and slowly climbed up along her perfect waistline, wrapping her softness.
At the moment when his finger covered the place, she was suddenly surprised and gave him a hard push. His movements suddenly froze, his fingers slowly moved down from her chest and then buckled on her waist. Her head was deeply buried between her neck. She took a deep breath and sighed in a low voice. "I have endured it for a long time."
It took her a long time to realize what he meant by "forbearance". Her cheeks suddenly blushed and she whispered "I'm sorry".
"Fool, I don't blame you." He rubbed her hair and said with a wry smile, "It's my poor self-control when I face you myself."
His self-control ability, which he prides himself on, is simply vulnerable to her.
Her heart is sour and painful. Because of his love for her, because of his forbearance, she leaned in his arms affectionately, afraid to move, for fear that he would provoke him and make him feel worse.
He put his arm around her waist, and his firm and thin chin rubbed against her soft hair. He chuckled. "Wife, you are like spring/medicine to me. As long as I touch you, I can't stop ... "
"Stop it ..." Her face flushed bright red and she was about to drop blood. What a broken metaphor it is because of his imagination. ...
"I'm telling the truth, why not?" When he is alone, he likes to tease her. Seeing her blushing and lovely appearance, he felt very fulfilled.
Moling's cheeks were so hot that she dared not look up at him. She clenched her fist and patted him gently on the chest. She whispered, "If you are glib again, I will ignore you."
"Am I glib?" He said solemnly, "You must be mistaken. Once again, let you have a good taste of my glib tongue. "
With that, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. Ashamed and annoyed, she quickly dodged. "Stop it, we should go to a nursing home."
"Well, go to a nursing home." He reluctantly raised his lip corner, stroked her messy hair, helped her tidy up her clothes, and finally kissed her forehead and said, "Very well, my wife is really the most beautiful."
Mo Ling shook her head funny. This man looks as cold as ice. Once he speaks well, no one can resist him.
Two people walked to the door of the independent courtyard of the nursing home. Before I entered the door, I heard a burst of cheerful laughter from inside.
"Han Xiao, this is so interesting!" The child's cheerful laughter is Pan Jinru, whose mind is not clear.
Then, Mo Ling heard Mu Yuanbo's voice. "Well, it was fun."
"Aunt, if you like it, I'll make it for you later!" This is a young woman's voice, gentle and sweet, like a spring, gurgling.
Mo Ling can't help wondering what they are playing.
Mu Chen's cold eyes sank slightly. He chose a good opportunity and decided to take Ling to visit his mother while Mubo was away. Unexpectedly, things have changed.
"Chen Han" Mo Ling gently pulled Lahan's sleeve and whispered, "Your father is here. Shall we come another day?"
Mu Chen coldly don't know what to think, dark eyes with a light of unknown meaning, smiled and said, "no, let's go in now."
Say that finish, he took her hand and wanted to go in. She quickly hugged his arm and whispered, "No, it's not convenient now, Chen Han. Let's come back another day."
His footsteps were heavy and his dark eyes looked at her deeply. "You don't believe I can protect you?"
"Of course not!" Ink spirit frowned slightly. "I just don't want your mother to see you and your father fighting because of me."
Mu Chen coldly clenched her hand, and her sexy thin lips tightened slightly. She was just about to say something when suddenly a gentle and pleasant voice came from the front, "Brother Moore!"
Might as well the people in the hospital suddenly come over, MoLing hurriedly caressed Mu Chen's cold hand, and took a step to the side, distancing himself from him.
Mu Chen chilly didn't look at the woman coming in front of her, and her attention was focused on Mo Ling. Naturally, she noticed her little movements, her eyes sank and her breath was cold. Even though she knew that she was afraid of others seeing through their relationship, she also agreed with her behavior intellectually, but he was angry, angry that she deliberately alienated herself, just like a stranger!
"Brother Mu, are you coming to see your aunt, too?"
Xue was wearing a long pink dress and stood in front of them with a smile. She is like a blooming jasmine flower, pure and beautiful, with an innate affinity, which makes people want to be close to her.
Mo Ling glanced thoughtfully at Mu Chenhan, and his eyes seemed to say, "When did you have a good sister?"
Is this jealousy? Mu Chen's cold eyes flashed a shallow smile at the bottom, and his lips were slightly raised. His voice said coldly, "Why is Miss Xue here?"
Xue pursed his mouth and smiled, his black eyes looked bright, and his gestures were full of good family demeanor. "Grandma Jose said my aunt was ill and I came to see her. Second brother, menstruation mentioned you just now, but I didn't expect to speak of the devil. "
Mu Chenhan just answered "yes" lightly, then turned to look at Mo Ling and said with a smile, "Go in."
Xue's manicured nails were slightly embedded in the palm of her hand, and she smiled gracefully. "Is this young lady a friend of the second brother?"
Mu Chenhan gave her a faint look and said, "Well, this is my friend, Moring."
Say that finish, he looked up at MoLing, eyes slipped a very shallow light, lips slightly bent. "Ling, this is Miss Xue."
Moling nodded with a smile. "Hello, Teacher Xue."
Nice to meet you, Miss Mo.
Xue has a kind heart. Naturally, you can see Mu Chen's indifference to them. There are obvious differences. He called her "Miss Xue" and called her "A Ling". Her tone and eyes reveal unusual gentleness. She believes that Moling is a "friend" who occupies an important position in Mu's heart. They are lovers rather than friends.
Xue looked at the back of the two of them, and her pink nails squeezed harder into her hands.
Under a stout banyan tree, Mu and Pan Jinru are sitting at a stone table. Both of them were hunched over and playing with something seriously. Mo Ling looked carefully and found that both of them were holding a paper frog in their hands, just like children, fighting with each other's frogs with their own frogs.
Hearing the noise, Mu looked up and saw Mu and Mo Ling coming side by side. The smile on his face immediately subsided and he said with a straight face, "Chen Han, how did you bring this woman here?"
Ink spirit's eyes slipped a bit dim, but still with a faint smile on his face. Mu held her hand and said with a straight face, "I brought Ling to visit my mother. If you have nothing to do, please leave quickly. "
When Mu Yuanbo saw the two of them holding hands in one place, he was too angry to fight. He endured it. After all, he didn't have an attack in front of Pan Jinru and Xue. He said with a calm face, "Your mother has recovered from her illness. Don't just bring someone to disturb her! "
Mu Chen's cold eyes became cold, and he said lightly, "I think we had a clear talk yesterday. Dad, do you have to argue with me in front of mom? "
Who is arguing with whom! Mu Boyuan was so angry that he almost exploded. He gritted his teeth and finally put up with it. With a snort of cold, he said stiffly, "Didn't you come to see your mother? Go quickly after reading it! "
Mu Chen coldly grabbed MoLing's hand, walked to the front of Pan Jinru and let out a cry "Mom" with a smile.
Pan Jinru, who had been immersed in the game, suddenly looked up with a surprised smile on his face. "Chen, you are back!"
She put down the paper frog in her hand, quickly stood up from the stone bench and rushed to Mu. She cried happily, "Chen, you finally came back from abroad. Chen, my mother misses you so much!"
Jose let go of Moring's hand and gripped Pan Jinru, who cheered like a child. She was afraid that she would fall. With a warm smile on her delicate face, she said helplessly, "Mom, you admit your mistake again. I am not an aunt, I am Han Xiao. "
"No, no," Pan Jinru shook his head. "You are my Chen. The person who just played paper frog with me is Xiao Han ... Chen, you have grown taller again. Mom looks back at you now ... "
Pan Jinru affectionately took Mu Chen's cold hand, be caring and attentive. Although her speech is upside down and some words will be repeated several times, Mu Chen's cold hands always listen patiently and respond without showing any displeasure.
Mu suddenly took Mo Ling's hand and pulled her to Pan Jinru. He smiled and said, "Mom, this is Mo Ling I told you about."
Although Pan Jinru's face is full of scars, her eyes are still beautiful. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at Moling in surprise, just like watching an alien. She looked at it with an epiphany on her face. She nodded heavily and said with a smile, "I know, I know, Ling is Chen's girlfriend."
Mo Ling's cheeks burned slightly, deliberately ignoring Mu Rubing's sight, and said with a smile, "Hello, Aunt."
"Hello, hello" Pan Jinru said with a smile, "Your name is Ling? You are so beautiful. If our aunt is not good to you, you can tell her that she will help you beat him. "
MoLing feel MuBoyuan eyes more and more cold, like an ice pick, hate can't chisel a few holes in her body. ...
Mo Ling paused, kept a decent smile and said, "Aunt, he is very kind to me."
"That's good!" Pan Jinru suddenly took her hand, looked at her carefully with her in-laws looking at her daughter-in-law, and said with a smile, "Ling, when will you get married and give me a big fat grandson?"
"..." The smile on Mo Ling's face was almost untenable. She secretly glanced at the cold Mu Chen beside her and motioned for him to help.
I don't know, that guy Mu Chen just stared at her with a cold smile, saying nothing and doing nothing, as if waiting to see the drama.
A little annoyed, she quietly reached out her finger and squeezed it on the back of his hand. With a smile in his black eyes, he held her finger in his backhand. She struggled with embarrassment. Instead, he held on tighter, looked at Pan Jinru calmly and said with a smile, "Mom, Ling has a thin face. She will be shy if you say such a thing."
Pan Jinru's scarred face turned into a flower and said happily, "Well, I won't talk about it, but you have to give me grandchildren early."
"Aunt, you're kidding ..." Moling blushed and pinched her lips uncomfortably. She felt that MuBoyuan, who had been eyeing her, must have killed her heart at the moment. ...
"Brother Mu, Miss Mo, please have tea."
The gentle and gentle female voice just broke the warm atmosphere in this embarrassment. Xue Duan walked to the stone table with two cups of tea. She bent down slightly and put a cup of tea in front of Mo Ling. Then, she put the cup in front of Mu Chen's cold eyes with her left hand. When she straightened up, her long hair hung freely on her chest, slightly raised, just hanging down from Mu Chen's cold face and cheeks.
Mu Chen's brow wrinkled slightly. Seeing that his face was wrong, Mo Ling smiled and said, "Miss Xue, thank you."
Xue transparent eyes quietly slip cold, gentle smile, "you're welcome, lift a finger. Brother Mu, since you have something to say to your aunt, I won't bother you. Uncle Mu, Baoyi is leaving. "
In the face of Xue, Mu is very kind. He said gently, "Baoyi, it's hard for you to have this idea. I came to visit your aunt before I left C city. It's a long way from here to the airport. Let your second brother Mu take you there. "
Xue Ming's eyes were like water, and he looked at them coldly. His white and jade cheeks were stained with a faint blush, and his smile became more gentle and sincere. She said softly, "No, Uncle Mu, don't disturb Brother Mu, let him and his aunt have a good time."
"Your second brother jose have plenty of time to accompany your aunt. You have come so far that we will leave without waiting for you. It's not rude to ask your second brother Mu to give you a ride. "
Mu Chen's fingers with obvious cold joints are holding the teacup, and his eyes are staring at the teacup intently, waiting for the hot tea in the cup to get cold. He didn't seem to hear Mu Yuanbo's words, and his sexy thin lips stretched slightly and said nothing.
Son didn't respond, MuBoyuan time embarrassed, cough, sink a track, "Chen Leng, did you hear me? You are responsible for taking Baoyu to the airport. Don't neglect others. "
Mu Chen was cold and heartless and didn't seem to hear their conversation. He raised his finger slightly, sipped his tea, savored it, put the cup on the stone table, and made a light and heavy sound.
His eyes lifted slowly, and his indifferent eyes fell upon Xue. Cool thin lips gently pull, cold voice. "Sorry, Xue teacher, I have work to do. I can't take you to the airport myself. I'll arrange for the driver to take you there. "
MuBoyuan face changed, staring at Mu Chen coldly. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have taught the disobedient and unreasonable son a lesson.
Snow's fingernails suddenly embedded in her palm, and her purplish lips trembled slightly. After a long time, she slowly smiled and said, "Brother Mu is very kind. I can go to the airport by myself. "
"Let the driver take you there."
Without waiting for her to speak again, he picked up his mobile phone and informed the driver to drive to the door of Ningxin sanatorium. He put away his mobile phone and said simply, "Miss Xue, the driver will pick you up at the entrance of the nursing home in twenty minutes. I'm going for a walk with my mother. Excuse me. "
Xue's face turned pale slightly, and his smile could no longer be maintained. She nodded and said, "That would be troublesome for Brother Mu. Go ahead."
MuBoyuan glanced at Xue, who was trying to smile, and his face became more and more gloomy. He sink a track. "Mr Chen is cold, is a guest, and you are the master. How can you leave the guests hanging here? You sit still and don't go anywhere! "
Mu Chenhan raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. He said flatly, "in another hour, I have to go to the company to deal with some very important things." If dad doesn't want me to spend more time with mom, I'll go now and come back next time. "
Inverse child, inverse child! Mu Yuanbo's chest was full of blood, and he was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. This son of a bitch won't listen to him and dares to threaten him!
"You-"
He flew into a rage and pointed his finger at Mu Chen's cold nose. He was about to fly into a rage when Pan Jinru suddenly grabbed Mu Chen's cold hand and said in fear, "Chen, are you leaving? Don't you want your mother? Ah Chen, don't go ... "
"Mom, I didn't ..."
Cold words haven't say that finish, has been Pan Jinru hug, she is like a child, they cry, mouth chatter, "Chen, don't go, mother very not easy looking forward to your return, Chen, mother miss you so much ..."
"Mom, I'm not going, I'm not going." Mu Chen cold dark eyes flush with pain, generous and powerful hand patted behind her, patiently comforted, "mom, don't cry, Chen won't go in the future ..."
Pan Jinru looked up from her arms, her face was full of tears, but she smiled brightly. "It is good not to go, and our family will be together in the future ..."
"Yes, we must be together in the future." Mu Chen smiled coldly and wiped the tears on her face with her fingers.