Xun Hou looked at the clothes on his legs, his eyebrows softened.
He put his hands on it and asked, "Going to the new home at noon?"
"Ok."
"By the way, what's your name?"
"Xunhou, Xunzi’s Xun, the aftermath of the blessing."
When Mo Luan heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's interesting, after a catastrophe is a blessing, I used to say this often."
Xunhou: "Say it often?"
"When I was young, I often used this sentence to encourage other people. It is difficult to be a human being. The power of language is very powerful. It can save one."
The girl said carelessly, even a little bit silly.
But there was no smile in her eyes, but rather deep.
The corner of Xunhou's mouth turned slightly, "Miss Mo is really a good person."
"Don't send me a good... Hey, no, there is something in your sentence."
Mo Luan's lips twitched, and he sighed pretentiously.
"In these days, being a good person has also been said, hey, the world."
Xunhou laughed, "I didn't mean that."
"to explain is to hide."
"Okay," the man said softly, "I apologize."
"I have never seen a good-tempered person like you."
Mo Luan picked up her phoenix eyes, and the phone rang suddenly.
It's a WeChat message.
Her WeChat is just like a display, almost never used.
At this time, the news was really strange.
"Wait a minute."
She took out the phone and clicked on WeChat.
Mo Qianhong?
When did the original owner add WeChat to him?
Mo Luan thought, and opened the dialog box with only two words.
younger sister.
Before she could recollect, she withdrew.
"..."
In the ward, Mo Qianhong squeezed the phone and sweated.
He has been worrying and frowning since the little girl left yesterday.
I didn't sleep well last night, and today I stared at the door of the ward for another morning.
The doctors and nurses who came in and out stared at the top of their hair.
Knowing that it is impossible for his sister to see him, but still can't help but look forward to it.
Picking up the phone, putting it down, and then picking it up again...find out the WeChat that was added during the kinship test.
I wrote a large piece of apology, and when I clicked to send it, I couldn’t press it anymore.
I was worried, would my sister think he talked too much with so many words?
So I deleted it again, and then wrote it.
The phone almost squeezed and didn't write an apology.
The Mo family brothers have been independent since they were young. He and the boss are twins, and they are somewhat similar in personalities.
From the establishment of Hongluan Company to the present, he has never felt so uncertain and hesitant.
But this time is different, that is her closest sister.
It's a few of them who have been looking for relatives for more than ten years.
How much Mo Qianhong looked forward to seeing her before, and how cautious he was when facing her.
He blames himself for guilt, as long as his sister can forgive him, he can do anything.
Maybe my mind is a little wandering, with the word "sister" in my mind.
The two words were typed with my finger and sent unconsciously.
After recovering, he quickly withdrew back.
My heartbeat is so strong, my sister shouldn't have seen it.
At this time, the door of the ward opened and Mo Qianxin walked in.
He was wearing a trench coat, his cold complexion and his body exuded the smell of research institute potion.
"Listen to the doctor, have you been depressed from last night to now?"
Mo Qianhong looked away from the WeChat dialog box.
"Brother, are you in touch with your sister?"
His voice was different from Mo Qianxin's clear and cold voice, exuding inherent coldness.
It is the voice of a superior person by nature.