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Chapter 817

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Little Pomelo really fell asleep after a while, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She lay there, tossing and turning, and kept looking at her phone.

She didn't know if it would disturb her, but in the end, she still sent a 'goodnight'.

She thought that there wouldn't be any messages, but just as she was about to look at her phone, the screen lit up. "Goodnight, Baby."

Weiwei's heart warmed.

Mochen asked, "Is it convenient for you to make a call?"

Weiwei replied, "Wait a moment."

She glanced at Little Pomelo and gently moved her hand away from her neck. She picked up her phone, got off the bed and went to the bathroom.

Closing the door, she leaned against the door and dialed Mochen's number.

Before the phone rang, the call was connected. There was a familiar and pleasant voice on the other end of the line. It was a voice that made people feel as warm as spring.

Mochen smoked and looked at the night sky outside. "Are you asleep?"

It had been a few minutes since she sent the message.

Although there was a door between them, Weiwei's voice was still rather soft, afraid that she would disturb Little Pomelo. "Yeah, but I'm not asleep."

Mochen asked, "Why not?"

Weiwei replied, "I miss you."

Mochen's heart tightened and his eyes darkened. "Do you think so?"

Weiwei replied, "That's exactly what I think."

Mochen smiled bitterly. His eyes were dark and his thin lips moved slightly. "I miss you even more. I want to crush you in my arms."

Weiwei was speechless.

She didn't ask where he was, nor did she ask when he would be back.

Mochen asked, "Little Pomelo and the little fellow slept together?"

Weiwei replied softly, "Yes. Little Pomelo is asleep. Mohan is in the Capital and the little fellow went to sleep with him."

Mohan replied, "Oh." He thought of the message that Mohan had sent him. He didn't reply, nor did he want to reply.

The Mo Family only had him and Mohan. They couldn't deal with the assassins at the same time. It was too dangerous!

Weiwei glanced out of the bathroom window. "There are a lot of stars outside."

Mochen said softly, "Yes, there are many stars, but not as many as the stars in your eyes."

Weiwei said, "Really?"

Mochen replied, "Yes."

Weiwei looked at the stars outside. Thinking that he was also looking at the same starry sky, she had a feeling that he was by her side.

Mochen thought about tonight's operation. They were going to the nest of the assassin organization.

On Mo Nan's side, they already had a rough idea.

He might not be able to contact her for a long time. The day of a bloody battle might not be far away.

He wanted to call Weiwei and listen to her voice.

After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "When did you fall in love with me?"

Weiwei was stunned. She thought about it carefully. She didn't know!

She didn't know when she had unknowingly fallen in love with him. She had watched him beat up countless hooligans outside the school.

He saved her in the karst cave?

Or was it because he was nervous about her?

Or was she always jealous?

The memories of the past suddenly came alive.

But she really didn't know when she had fallen in love with him.

Although she didn't know when it started, she was already deeply in love with him.

Mochen asked, "What about the words?"

Weiwei snorted. "I won't tell you now. I'll tell you on our wedding night."

Mochen smiled. "Okay, sing me a song, okay?"

Weiwei said, "That's fine. Mo Shao, what song do you want to listen to?"

Mochen frowned. He thought for a long time and said softly, "I'll grow old with you."

Just from the name of the song, one could tell that it had a good and auspicious meaning.

Faintly scolding, she said, "This song isn't called this, okay?"

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