116 The trouble caused by a sugar

By the saying, Mo Xiaoran has been with this group of big men for about three or five days, but so far, Mo Xiaoran has only figured out the names of several of them, although sometimes he will forget one or two, or three or four people whose names are wrong. Well, it seems that there are not many people in total. Please forgive Mo Xiaoran. Even Mo Xiaoran can't help admitting that she has really done what she should do at this age these days. Well, that is to say, Mo Xiaoran sleeps except for eating, and then follows the ninth son for a few laps from time to time, otherwise she will be angry. Those men had fun, and this little life was also very comfortable.

Sweat drops, I'm sorry. Recently, with the age change of Mo Xiaoran, Mo Xiaoran's thoughts have also deteriorated.

At this moment, it was a good time at noon, but Mo Xiaoran lay in a lazy look, staring at the ceiling and silently counting the names of those people in the bottom of his heart.

"Xuanyue, Xuan Che, Xuan Yu, Xuan Lang, Xuan Mo, er, corresponding to the eldest son, the second son, the third son, the fourth son, the ninth son... Well, no, no..." Mo Xiaoran broke his short fat finger, frowned, as if he was thinking very hard, and kept muttering.

"What is Xiaoran doing?" Just as Mo Xiaoran was constantly looking for his memory in a mess to give the names and titles of these people, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a warm voice followed. Mo Xiaoran didn't have to turn his head to look at the people to know that this was Mr. Jiu, that is, Xuan Mo.

"Xuan Mo." Mo Xiaoran said a faint sentence, and then there was no follow-up. Xuanmo was puzzled by Mo Xiaoran's ability to hand over her name clearly. Xuanmo really couldn't figure out why the little girl who had never even spoken clearly could only teach her the name so clearly. However, Xuanmo is very happy about Xuanmo's incomprehensibility, and it is a pleasure from the bottom of his heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Xuanmo slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, then gently picked up Mo Xiaoran's soft body and asked with a smile.

"The Lun family is wondering if Xuanmo will like the Lun family." Mo Xiaoran raised her head and tilted her head to look at Xuan Mo with a gentle face and asked. The fat little feet kept stepping on Xuan Mo's thighs. It was soft. Xuan Mo felt as if it was going to be soft to his heart. The smile at the corners of his mouth expanded, and the corners of his eyes also showed a bright afterglow.

"Of course." Xuan Mo seemed to be very willing to answer such a topic. His eyes and eyebrows were full of joy. Without thinking at all, he directly said the answer. This speed also made Mo Xiaoran a little distracted. Mo Xiaoran looked at the gentle man in front of him. There was no falsehood, but seemed to say the answer from the bottom of his heart. It's just a case.

Such a scene, such a question, unconsciously Mo Xiaoran once again remembered the dark man far away from the fox clan. If that person would be as happy as him, if there would be some similar personalities between them, would the result be different now?

"Xuanmo, what's the difference between like and love?" Mo Xiaoran looked at Xuanmo and said this sentence clearly word by word, and his eyes were so serious. Such a Mo Xiaoran made Xuanmo very strange, as if it was not the two- or three-year-old girl in front of him, but a woman who had been deeply hurt.

"Like and love..." Just as Xuanmo was seriously thinking about such a profound question raised by Mo Xiaoran, Mo Xiaoran did not stand firm and accidentally stepped on Xuanmo's crotch, and then heard Xuanmo's pig-killing scream from this room.

Immediately, such a scream attracted a large number of spectators. Mo Xiaoran only felt that it was just a blink of an eye, and so many people appeared in front of his eyes.

"Nah, Xuanmo, look at it, there are a lot of people." Mo Xiaoran shouted happily with satisfaction about the phenomenon in front of him. The small arm kept shaking, pointing to the group of people, and the other arm tightly grasped Xuanmo's collar.

When the men present saw such a legendary nine prince who had never broken their appearance, they finally ate and blushed. Some men couldn't help laughing at the bottom of their hearts when they saw such a scene, and on the surface they still pretended to be a decent gentleman's sanctimonious brother. He asked with concern, "Lao Jiu, are you all right?" However, the corners of his mouth were still caught by Xuanmo with a look that was almost twitching.

"...It's okay." Xuan Mo endured the pain in his crotch, raised his body and said as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

"Would you like to find a doctor?" Another man in a light blue brocade robe continued to ask uneasly. If Mo Xiaoran remember correctly, this man should be the second son Xuanyu, who deserves to be the second son. How do you think of it? Well, it seems that he should be called the second brother in the future.

"Second pot, what about the sugar we promised to buy for the Lun family?" Just as some men were proud, Mo Xiaoran mercilessly handed over a basin of cold water from beginning to end, so that the smile on their faces was so fixed that they could not fall down, and the most ugly face among these people was the one standing not far away in a shallow body. Xuanyu, the blue second son, after all, the words of this second brother and any title related to the second brother are his great pain. Almost whoever touches will suffer. However, when he enters such an ignorant little doll, he naturally says the name with a pure face, which is a groundbreaking example. But in this way, Xuanyu, the second son, can't do anything about this little doll. After all, he doesn't know anything when he comes here. As the saying goes, it's not to blame those who don't know, let alone a child who doesn't move anything.

Finally, the second son couldn't stand the hidden smile of the crowd. He shook his sleeves and turned around and left. Some people's eyes also moved with the departure of the second son Xuanyu. When they turned their heads again, they saw the smiling face of the ninth prince Xuanmo. How to look at it, they were so cautious. .

"Xuan Mo, let's go, Lun's sugar... Wow..." Mo Xiaoran smiled secretly for a while in the bottom of his heart, and then tried to adjust his mentality and facial expression. Then, the chubby little hand trembled and pointed to the direction of the second son Xuanyu's departure. The real eyes said with tears and grievances, and then cried loudly. The cry was heartbreaking, coupled with the elf-like face, and those flexible eyes made people feel distressed.

"Xiao Ran, good boy, don't cry. Xiao Ran told Xuan Mo who else promised to buy sugar for Xiao Ran? Xuanmo wants it for Xiaoran. Xuanmo tightly hugged Mo Xiaoran, who was crying, in his arms, and took out a handkerchief as white as his clothes. He wiped the mixture of tears and snot on Mo Xiaoran's face. While wiping it, he patiently coaxed him, and his eyes were still inadvertently sweeping at the group still standing in the room. Some people are going to watch the fun.

"Xuanyue, Xuan Che, Xuan Lang, Xuan Yu, wow... Those pots are all there..." Mo Xiaoran sobbed and said, while Mo Xiaoran did not say a person's name, and Xuan Mo's eyes floated to that person, coldly, as if an ice had stabbed himself.

"Okay, Xiaoyan won't cry..." Xuan Mo gently coaxed his arms and still cried in tears. There was a pain in his heart. I don't know why, Xuan Mo looked at the little man in front of him and was very distressed. It was a feeling from the bottom of his heart. If he had to say what this feeling was like. He really can't say it. In fact, many times, there is a kind of heartache called inexplicable pain.

I have to say that Mo Xiaoran really felt wronged when she cried, and her tears couldn't stop saying anything. Perhaps, it was Mo Xiaoran who has been suppressing her emotions for a long time and trying to forget the past, those people, those things, those moods, those pains, I don't know why At this moment, all the grievances poured out.

I really don't know why everything has developed to this point. Why did Mo Xie choose that little princess? Why did he give himself such an illusion since he didn't like it? What is the difference between like and love? These problems have been lingering in Mo Xiaoran's mind and have never been dispersed. Late at night, Mo Xiaoran was awakened by the same dream. It was an overwhelming red. It was a grand wedding. It was a wedding without himself. The protagonist was Mo Xie, but he was just a place without any position. The spectator.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoran only exists in her own world. She has set up a solid wall for her heart. She can't get out and others can't get in.

"Xiao Ran? Xiao Ran? Xiaoran, wake up and look at Xuanmo..." Xuanmo holding Mo Xiaoran immediately found something wrong with Mo Xiaoran's breath all over his body. He shook Mo Xiaoran's little body anxiously and said worriedly. From the beginning, Xuanmo knew that the child he met was not ordinary, but even so, Xuanmo still chose to accept this child of unknown origin. Xuanmo kept telling himself from the bottom of his heart that even if the child wanted his heart, he was willing to dig it out for her. It seems that this is a kind of fate destined by heaven, and there is no room for any change and rebellion.

"Mo Xie... Are you back?" Mo Xiaoran looked at Xuan Mo with tears and muttered softly. Then he seemed to be too excited. Suddenly, he fell into Xuanmo's arms and kept muttering the name that made her sad, Mo Xie.