He and Mi Jiu said: "You can help me ask, if he is not willing, then he will consider dating for the rest of his life."
Mi Jiu: "..." Is this a threat?
He also laughed, "Owen, I know that you love your sister very much, and you don't want to separate, but it's still early to get married. Isn't the worry now worrying me in vain?"
Mo Qianliu said: "My fourth brother is right. Some things must be considered in advance."
"..."
Mi Jiu looked at Mo Luan for help.
Mo Luan said, "I'll discuss this with them. Third brother, don't worry."
How could Mo Qianliu not worry, coupled with depression, something in his heart would be magnified. At this moment, he was in a bad mood and even had difficulty breathing.
Mi Jiu noticed that he was the same, and hurriedly said: "My grandfather will definitely be willing, he will rely on Miss Mo in everything, as long as she asks, he will definitely agree."
Mo Qianliu stood up and left without saying a word.
Mi Jiu put down the bowl and followed out.
Mo Qianyi said: "Everyone is sick, and the third child is not completely cured of this disease is also a trouble."
Mo Luan said, "Be careful when you speak in front of your third brother. Try to say what he likes to listen to."
Mo Qianyi: "Aren't I worried about you too, unscrupulous girl."
He was not in the mood to drink soup, and planned to go out to get some breath, but Mo Luan stopped him.
"Where are you going to wash the dishes."
Mo Qianyi: "..."
Finally, full of resentment, he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes obediently.
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The temperature is getting lower and lower, especially after the snow, some people on the street have already put on light cotton clothes.
When Mo Qianliu came out, there was only one sweater on his body. He was full of melancholy at this time, and he had no time to take care of whether it was cold or not.
Mi Jiu took off his coat and put it on him, Mo Qianliu shook his head and said, "No, I'm not cold."
Mi Jiu pressed his clothes to prevent him from returning, and said with one hand on his hips, "Don't think so much. People's troubles are because they think too much."
Mo Qianliu exuded a melancholy breath, and said, "There are some things that I can't control."
He looked at the withered branches and leaves in the courtyard, "I am actually more worried about Qianluan going to Landingburg in the future. She is the heir of the Duke of Landing and will leave sooner or later."
Since childhood, his sister has always been his obsession.
Although he found it now, getting along day and night made him feel unreal.
Suffering from gains and losses, always afraid of losing.
Mi Jiu said: "I will follow her to Landingborough in a big deal, anyway, the Duke Landing's castle is very big, and there are not many of us."
Mo Qianliu said: "But my sister will get married in the future. After she gets married, she has her own home, and her feelings for our brothers will definitely become weaker and weaker."
Mi Jiu put a hand on his shoulder, and before he spoke, Mo Qianliu realized that he was thinking too much in ancient times.
He smiled bitterly, "Sorry, I can't help but think a lot."
Mi Jiu looked at him and said, "You are afraid that your sister will leave and that she will get married. Have you ever thought that you will also get married and have your own separate family."
Mo Qianliu was taken aback, as if he had never thought about it.
Mi Jiu said: "No one can accompany anyone for a lifetime, so we just need to live in the moment, thinking too much is just a waste of trouble."
Mo Qianliu felt even more uncomfortable when he heard the words.
Mi Jiu smiled and said, "However, as long as you have each other in your heart, your affection will not be weak. Even if you get married, it will only add population to your big family."