In a flash, it's the day when Ling Mofeng returns home. Lan Yanxi is counting the days with his fingers. Finally, he's coming back.
These days, she refused to let go of her mobile phone and always paid attention to his movements. Sometimes, many things would not be reported. She would be anxious and uneasy. Because it was his last trip, she happened to see a riot in the city where he was. Some people were injured, and the casualties were quite serious. Lan Yanxi's heart was tight. Fortunately, he replied to her message, which made her feel at ease.
It was dark. At the gate of Ling's house, a motorcade stopped. The door opened, and Ling Mofeng came in with a suit jacket. Ling's parents and the old man were waiting for him anxiously. Seeing Ling Mofeng coming in, everyone was relieved.
"Grandpa, Dad, Mom, you're not waiting for me."
Ling Mofeng's handsome face overflowed with a gentle smile. As soon as he got home, he was no longer the superior Mr. President, but the child in the family. In front of the elders, he dared not hold any airs.
"I'm not waiting for you. I haven't cooked yet."
Blue mother angrily gave him a look. Now she can not only act coquettishly to her husband, but also to her son.
Ling Mofeng came forward to give his mother a hug. Blue mother pushed him away: "don't hold me. Yan Xi is upstairs. You go to her. She must miss you these days."
Ling Mofeng was disgusted by his mother. He shook his head and smiled: "OK, I'll go upstairs and see her."
Lan Yanxi has been listening to the sound of the car for a long time, but she is embarrassed to go downstairs, because she is afraid to see him affectionately in front of the elders. She feels that this feeling is only suitable for two people to get along with each other. In front of the elders, Jin still has to hold it.
Ling Mofeng walked upstairs in a hurry. Just now, he could keep his mind steady. But now, when he thought that he could see his beloved woman, his heart surged.
Just as he walked upstairs, he saw a pretty figure leaning against the bedroom door. It was Lan Yanxi, who had already walked out of the door.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance. After not seeing each other for a few days, they were both a little shy. After looking at each other for a while, they both lowered their heads nervously.
Ling Mofeng chuckled. Although he was nervous, he walked to Lan Yanxi with long legs and said softly, "Yan Xi, I haven't seen you for a few days. Pretend not to know me?"
Lan Yanxi couldn't help being stimulated by his words. He immediately looked up and stared at him: "yes, if you don't appear again, I will forget what you look like."
"I'm standing in front of you now. Take a good look at me and remember my face."
The man gently leaned over, his voice low and magnetic.
"Who wants to see you?"
Lan Yanxi turned around and walked towards the bedroom. Her pretty face was already hot.
The man followed her in with a cheeky face and couldn't help laughing: "Yan Xi, I just came back and I have to look at my face. That's really sad."
Lan Yanxi listened to his words and couldn't bear it. He turned around and wanted to explain a few words, but found that as soon as he turned around, he snuggled into his arms. He deliberately took a step forward and watched her throw herself into the net. His smile deepened.
"You..." Lan Yanxi found that he had been cheated. He wanted to escape, but it was too late and he couldn't escape. He could only be held tightly in his arms by the man. His lips, kissed gently between her forehead and hair, as if he was kissing the most beloved thing, carefully.
"Yan Xi, don't be angry, will you?"
The man was really afraid that his joke just now would make her unhappy. He pleaded with her softly.
Lanyanxi's eyes were sour, and her two small hands couldn't help but stretch out to hug his waist. Her cheek was close to his chest. Finally, she heard his heartbeat and was so close to him.
Ling Mofeng looked at her and finally calmed down. He breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her tighter.
Two people hold each other like this. Although they don't say anything more, all the words are superfluous. It's enough to be close to each other's hearts.
"Mo Feng..." Suddenly, the old man's voice sounded outside the door.
The two people who were holding each other quickly let go of their hands. Ling Mofeng immediately straightened his lapel, turned around and walked out of the bedroom. He said with concern, "Grandpa, are you looking for me?"
"That … It seems that Nuannuan hasn't been to school recently, but she didn't say that she's coming back. Ask her what she's doing now. I called her, but she didn't pick up. This girl really doesn't let people have peace of mind."
"The old man found that his granddaughter's wings were hard. He even dared not to answer his phone. When he came back, he must wake her up.
Ling Mofeng immediately nodded and agreed, "OK, I'll call her now and ask."
"Wait a minute, did you ask your friend to take care of her before? Otherwise, you can call your friend and ask him about the warmth."
The old man hinted at Ling Mofeng very vaguely.
Ling Mofeng was stunned for a moment: "Mu Wei Cheng should not know the whereabouts of the warmth. Maybe the warmth is playful and wants to play for a few more days before coming back."
"It's OK. Just call Mu Wei Cheng and ask him."
The old man didn't call Mu Wei Cheng, so he was in a hurry these two days. He almost flew to tie his granddaughter back in person. So as soon as Ling Mofeng came back, the old man couldn't sit still. He had to come to him to discuss this matter.
Ling Mofeng nodded, "OK, I'll call him and ask."
"Now, in front of me."
The old man is not easy to bluff. He must hear with his own ears that his granddaughter is fine now. Only then can he rest at ease.
Ling Mofeng can't laugh or cry. When she turns around, she sees Lan Yanxi hiding behind the door. After meeting his eyes, she seems to be frightened and retracts her head. Ling Mofeng is confused. What's wrong with this little woman?
Lan Yanxi is of course nervous and a little uneasy. In case Ling Mofeng knows that she has known about Mu Wei Cheng and warmth for a long time, but doesn't tell him, will he be angry with her?
Ling Mofeng feels that grandpa and the little woman behind him have strange expressions, but he can't tell what's strange for a while.
Ling Mofeng takes out his mobile phone and dials Mu Wei Cheng's number. After a few seconds of ringing, Mu Wei Cheng's voice comes.
"Wei Cheng, do you know where my warmth is?
I heard that she has finished her work at school. "
Ling Mofeng asked him in a low voice.
Mu Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment over there, and then replied, "I'll take her back tomorrow. She's with me now."
Ling Mofeng's expression was slightly stunned, and he gave a dry smile: "warm didn't fill in the trouble for you."
"No."
Mu replied in a low voice. Then he was silent for a while and said, "Mo Feng, I have something to say to you face to face when I go back this time."
"Well, come back and talk about it. I'll ask you to take care of it again."
Ling Mofeng said with a smile.
"I'll take good care of her. Would you like to say a few words to her?"
Mu Wei Cheng asked.
"No, anyway, you're coming back tomorrow. Let's talk about it when you come back."
Ling Mofeng finished, hung up the phone, and felt that something was not right.
The old man sat beside him, sighed hard, glanced at his stiff grandson, and sneered: "he's a smart kid, and he knows to come back and talk to you face to face."
"Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
Ling Mofeng twisted his eyebrows, and his heart was in a mess.
The old man nodded: "your sister has a boyfriend. Don't you know that?"
Ling Mofeng looked shocked: "I don't know?
Who is her boyfriend? "
"How did you catch up with Yanxi for your EQ?
I'm going to be in a hurry for you. Isn't it obvious?
Your sister is still with Mu Wei Cheng in the evening. Do you think it's normal? "
The old man really wants to knock on his grandson's head and let him open his eyes in EQ.
"What?"
Ling Mofeng was shocked by grandpa's words, and his face was unbelievable: "they are together?"
The old man made a gesture: "don't be surprised, your sister has a good eye, Mu Wei Cheng's character is OK."
"But they are so different in age. How can they be together?"
Ling Mofeng is shocked at the moment. One is his friend for many years, the other is his sister. When he and Mu Wei Cheng played, his sister followed up. He thought that Mu Wei Cheng also treated warmth as his sister. Unexpectedly, he even started with his sister.
"Age is not a problem. The problem is, do you know much about this Mu Wei Cheng?
Is he as upright as he appears to be? "
The focus of the old man's concern is what kind of person the other party is.
"How could this happen?
How can this work? "
Ling Mofeng has been shocked at the moment. It's still hard to believe.
"Well, don't you believe in Mu Wei Cheng, or take your warmth?"
The old man frowned.
Ling Mofeng pinched his eyebrows hard: "who started them?"
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