The Queen of Romance: A Summer of Sweet Classics

Chapter 104 Han Jing is 16 years old

(One)

Han Jing had been sleeping restlessly, but the moment the snake wrapped around her neck, she suddenly woke up from her dream, just as a bolt of lightning struck outside the window, making her tremble unexpectedly.

Immediately afterwards, there was Xia Lei's huge rumbling sound, wrapped in Wanjun's aura, as if it was about to break the glass and penetrate the eardrum.The sheet was twisted into a ball in her hands, Han Jing opened her mouth, but she was too scared to say a word.

She leaned forward to press the wall lamp, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and there was a figure with loose hair standing against the light of the corridor.The figure was a bit short and fat, and it looked like it was wearing a robe. Han Jing shivered after only one glance, and quickly pulled one side to hold the bear in her arms, screaming: "You are not allowed to come over!"

The headlights in the room were quickly turned on, and the housekeeper stood at the door with a soothing smile on her face: "Miss, it's me."

Knowing that she was afraid of thunder and lightning, the housekeeper had turned on all the lights in the house.Seeing that she was still in shock, the butler touched her forehead again, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Bright lights, warm smiles from familiar people, Han Jing's pale face finally eased.Looking out of the black window that looked like splashed ink, he asked, "Is little uncle back?"

When she left school today, only the driver came to pick her up. The little uncle said he was busy, and he didn't show up at home until she went to bed.

In fact, this situation often happens, but it was the eve of the heavy rain when school was over today, and the weather was oppressive, which aroused Han Jing's bad temper. The little princess bit her lip and hung up the phone without saying a word.

"Master won't be back tonight." The butler smiled warmly, "Miss, are you still afraid? Let me sleep with you, okay?"

Han Jing glanced at her: "I want a little uncle."

"But..." The housekeeper looked at her with some embarrassment, thinking of a more gentle wording, "It may not be convenient for the young master to come back now."

"why?"

"...It's raining so much, it's troublesome to come back, isn't it?"

"Then where is he now?"

The butler worked hard again to organize his words: "It seems to be in the company..."

Han Jing obviously didn't believe it, and instantly understood the subtext of her trying to change the subject.With a straight face, he immediately jumped out of bed and went to look through the schoolbag on the coffee table with bare feet.Find the phone, press the number one button, and dial out.

The housekeeper behind him sighed inaudibly.

As expected, no one answered.Han Jing dialed again blankly, but no one answered again.The third time, the result is the same as above.

She continued to dial unrelentingly.

Han Jing was wearing a Mo Bei's silk shirt loosely on her body. It was as wide as a robe, but it made her slender and beautiful even more.The clothes slipped down like water, the long sleeves covered the fingers, the neckline was like a pair of collarbones like butterfly wings, the calves were straight, the feet were small, the ankle bones were slender, and the long brown curly hair hung down like a waterfall, covering most of the body. On the side face, only the long and curved eyelashes trembled slightly.

The silhouette is like an angel.Although this angel is very stubborn.

Han Jing once wanted to straighten her hair, but Mo Bei objected.A week later I tried to get curly hair again and was blocked again.But Han Jing immediately dragged Mo Bei's arm, hugged Mo Bei's neck, and hugged Mo Bei's waist, jumping up and down up and down, soft and hard, foaming and acting like a baby, so after two days, he finally succeeded.

Looking back from Han Jing's acquaintance with Mo Bei until now, it can even be said that only Han Jing wants, and there is never anything she can't get.

For Han Jing, Mo Bei is like her Aladdin's magic lamp, no matter how unreasonable her requests are, he will agree to them all, omnipotent.

Even though it was summer, the housekeeper still didn't dare to neglect.Seeing that Han Jing still had no intention of giving up after a while, she hurriedly picked up her slippers and walked over: "Miss, it's raining and the ground is cold, let's put on our shoes first."

Han Jing ignored it.Although Mo Bei didn't clearly explain his whereabouts in the afternoon, she was almost [-]% sure what he was doing now; and even though she was absolutely sure, she still wanted to call; and even though she had made seven or eight calls, There is still no one answering the state.

The thunder and lightning outside the window had weakened, and the intermittent sound of rain hitting the green leaves was the only companion in the middle of the night.Seeing that she just bit her lip and said nothing, the butler said softly again: "Miss, let's go to sleep."

Han Jing was a little dazed, but she came back to her senses after hearing her speak, and said, "I don't want to sleep now. Go to sleep first, I want to sleep by myself."

The housekeeper wanted to say something, but was swept away by Han Jing's emotionless eyes, so all the words stayed on his lips, and he swallowed them abruptly.In the end, he had to sigh and leave.

The whole house is lit up tonight.Still barefoot, Han Jing walked all the way to Mo Bei's bedroom along the bright corridor.

This master bedroom was about the same size as her room, but it obviously had a much wider view.When you open the door, you can see the furnishings in the house. Clean and smooth is the first impression.But if you press on the wall casually, there will be a lot of hidden compartments, and all the small and small debris will be cleaned inside.

Mo Bei's bedroom was probably the only place in the house that didn't accommodate her ideas.The lines of the room are tough and concise, sharp yet poised, lazy yet shrewd, without a trace of superfluous decorations.Even the sheets, pillows and lamps on the bedside table were black, so that the only thing that stood out in that place was today's morning newspaper.

Han Jing climbed onto the bed and quietly wrapped herself in the quilt.There is no repeated lace like her room, nor elegant and sweet veils, but there is the refreshing smell of the person she trusts and relies on most, which is enough for her to sleep peacefully on this rainy night that is still low and thundering.

But the next day turned into another scene.In the afternoon, Mo Bei and Jiang Nan had a meeting together, and in the evening, they went to the nightclub for entertainment.Mo Bei was smiling and biting off a mouthful of mangosteen from the beauty's hand when the housekeeper suddenly called and reported to him nervously: Miss is missing.

Mo Bei smiled, straightened up and asked, "What do you mean missing? I called her in the morning, and she said she was going to the mall to buy clothes."

"That's right. Lao Wang said that the young lady told him that he would come out within two hours, but she went in at ten o'clock in the morning and didn't come out until seven o'clock in the evening. Lao Wang went inside three times and asked to broadcast three times. No one responded all the time. He even searched for the men's clothing section, and called the little lady, but the phone was still turned off." The butler was already a little panicked, and said incoherently, "Master, the little lady..."

Mo Bei rubbed his forehead, and gently pushed away the beauty who leaned over to help with the massage. After pondering for a while, he said, "The shopping mall is so big, how could someone be lost for no reason. I'll go back and have a look now."

He hung up the phone, the beauty's glistening lips pursed slightly, complaining silently for his action of pushing her away just now.Mo Bei smiled, and his beautiful fingers stayed on her cheek for a moment, thinking about it, and said uncertainly: "Your name is Xiaoyun...Did I remember it wrong?"

The beauty's mouth was pouting even higher, but her eyes revealed a hint of charming retention: "Mr. Mo, I am Xiaoyan, and Xiaoyun is fatter than me."

"I misremembered, I'm sorry." Mo Bei smiled casually, and turned to Jiangnan, "I have to take a step first, you play slowly. Don't be disturbed by me."

The tip of Jiangnan's nose was only a strand of hair away from the neck of his sister beside him. Seeing that Mo Bei was really grabbing the key to leave, he hurriedly stopped him: "Don't mind, what a big deal, I'll recruit you with just one phone call." Go right away? What am I left to play when you go away?"

Mo Bei had a half-smile: "Then you can ask a few more people to come over to accompany you. I just called at home to say that Jingjing was missing, so I think I'd better look for it."

"People are missing? What do you mean people are missing?"

"I also want to know what it means to be missing. I'm thinking that this girl seems to have entered a youthful rebellious period this year, and she likes to do everything against me." The car key turned around at a constant speed in his hand, Jing Liang The light flashed away, and Mo Bei smiled, "I'll go first."

"Wait a little longer. Why did Jingjing run away from home? Who provoked her?"

Obviously, Mo Bei hadn't considered this issue.After being taken aback for a moment, he said, "I'll find her later and ask."

But Mo Bei's "for a while" was a little long.He called Han Jing and turned off the phone.He called home again, but Han Jing still didn't come home.He went around her school, and finally remembered that today was a holiday, and the school had already closed.

He then drove around dozens of streets, far and near, back and forth, but he still couldn't find anyone.

There was no news until early morning. City T is too big, and for the first time in more than 20 years, Mo Bei experienced what it's like to be hit by headless flies.

It had rained the night before, and the streets were unusually cool today.However, Mo Bei gradually became agitated. He stopped on the side of the street, leaned against the car door, tugged at his collar, and lit a cigarette out of the wind.

The smoke was blown away by the wind, he thought for a while, and called the secretary with a cigarette in his mouth: "Check for me whether there is any payment for Han Jing's bank supplementary cards today, and if so, tell me the time and place to swipe the card. "

Half an hour later, Mo Bei stood in front of a hotel room and rang the doorbell, but there was no response from inside.He folded his arms and said expressionlessly: "Jingjing, open the door. I know you are inside."

He waited for another 3 minutes, and the door was finally opened slowly, revealing Han Jing's alert and resentful face, and said in a bad tone, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I also want to ask you how a minor can open a house without a certificate." Mo Bei squinted his eyes, "Run away from home without saying a word, believe it or not, I will spank your ass?"

Han Jing hadn't seen him with a cold face for a long time, and at this moment his undisguised anger instantly wiped out all her complaints, and she only watched his face cautiously.

Although Mo Bei would accommodate her unprincipled, she still had some awe of him.

Mo Bei went in and sat down on the edge of the bed. Han Jing was still stubbornly looking out the window. He had been looking at her for more than ten minutes, but she remained motionless, like a stubborn wooden figure.

In the end, Mo Bei first surrendered: "Come here and let's talk."

Han Jing didn't even shake her eyes, she just stared at the sky outside the window like a flower.

Mo Bei sighed, his tone became softer, and he patted the bed next to him: "Jingjing, come here."

Han Jing finally had some reaction, turned her head slightly, and saw that he was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and opened his hands to her, the slightest unhappiness had disappeared between his brows and eyes, she was relieved a little, pursed her lips, and walked slowly to his side sit down.Then he lowered his head and tilted his head, half buried in Mo Bei's arms.

His palm caressed her hair, while she hugged his waist and refused to let go.

Mo Bei chuckled and asked, "How did you book the room?"

Han Jing responded in a muffled voice: "A classmate from my class came with me. He has an ID card."

"Then why did you run away from home?"

Han Jing didn't say anything this time.

"Then let me ask you another way." Mo Bei stroked her back slowly, "You saw me as an enemy at the door just now. I think I am really wronged. Miss Jingjing, can you tell me where I am? Didn't do it well enough to make you so unhappy?"

He said so, but Han Jing still didn't respond this time.

Mo Bei pinched the tip of her nose and said, "In the future, you can't just run out alone without saying hello. You make everyone worry about you."

Han Jing tightened his neck, lowered her eyes and asked, "Little uncle, will you marry a wife in the future?"

Mo Bei looked at her expression and said "yes".

"What kind of person do you want to marry? When do you want to marry a wife?"

"Of course it's best to be gentle and intellectual, beautiful and generous, to advance and retreat, to take care of others, and to be tolerant..." Mo Bei said a lot of words casually, and seeing Han Jing's face getting darker, he smiled, "Your little uncle, I I'm 28 years old this year. I haven't thought about getting married before the age of 30. Before you got married, the little uncle belonged to you alone. As for after you got married, you probably went to college and left me, and it won't be like now This puts me first in your heart. At that time, I will marry another wife, is it okay?"

Han Jing looked very serious: "Even if I go to college, I will put you first."

Mo Bei let out a "huh" and smiled slightly: "Equally speaking, even if I marry a wife, I will definitely put you first. Is this okay?"

Han Jing looked at his smile carefully, and said for a while, "Promises are not reliable."

"Isn't even mine reliable?" Mo Bei flicked her forehead, "Is it true that even mine is not reliable?"

Han Jing stopped talking again, staring at Mo Bei's perfectly proportioned face, suddenly raised her head slightly, and pressed her pursed lips on his side face.

Mo Bei was startled, and smiled again: "Then little uncle will ask your opinion first when he gets married and finds a girlfriend. If you are not satisfied, I will not, OK?"

Han Jing muttered in a low voice, "No matter who you pick, I don't like it", but Mo Bei didn't hear it clearly, she grabbed his collar again, sniffed his body carefully, frowned, and said very definitely Say, "You smoke."

Mo Bei said "hmm": "It's not all your fault for being disobedient."

Han Jing's eyes widened: "If you don't have cigarettes with you, can you smoke any more?"

The corners of Mo Bei's lips curled up, his fingers crossed into her right hand one by one, his left arm wrapped around her waist, he patted her back gently and shook it, and after a while he said: "Jingjing, you've grown up, you have something on your mind I don’t want to say I understand. But I hope that this kind of behavior of running out without saying a word is just this one time, and it will not be an example next time.”

Han Jing hummed in a low voice, turned her head away and refused to speak.Mo Bei coughed provocatively, Han Jing was annoyed by his urging, she straightened up and punched him in the chest: "You are really annoying!"

Mo Bei snorted sullenly, and Han Jing hurriedly stopped, seeing his eyebrows furrowed and stretched, stretched and furrowed again, frightened her paws on his upper body: "Are you all right? Are you all right? I, I know I was wrong... ..."

"Jingjing," Mo Bei said slowly, "My leg is numb from your pressure."

(two)

When Mo Bei rushed to the school, Han Jing was lying on the desk in the Academic Affairs Office, holding a pen to write and draw in boredom.Hearing his footsteps, he raised his head reflexively, then remembered where he was, then pursed his mouth, and returned to the desk listlessly.

The corners of Mo Bei's lips twitched, and his eyes turned back to the stern-smiling dean. He smiled and accepted her scrutiny from the astonishment. His slender legs were close together without leaving a gap in between. His deep voice echoed in the office: "Hello. My surname is Mo, and I am Han Jing's guardian."

The director of academic affairs finished his nympho, and looked at him suspiciously: "Are you Han Jing's brother?"

"Probably." Mo Bei smiled, gently stroking the car key in his hand with his thumb, "I heard on the phone that Han Jing violated the school rules, can you tell me what happened specifically?"

The director of academic affairs was obviously familiar with handling such things, coughed lightly, and said with a straight face: "We caught Han Jing and another boy walking on the playground hand in hand. This kind of abnormal contact between men and women is very bad. I stipulate You have to suspend classes and go home to re-educate your parents for a week."

The dean pointed to the "Student Violation Management Punishment Measures" on hand, and said: "The boy has been taken away by his parents. Han Jing has always been a good student, well-behaved and sensible, and she is also the monitor of the class. Her behavior is serious to everyone. Classmates also play a certain role in taking the lead, so the influence is very bad, and it is also harmful to her own study, so I hope you can educate her well."

Mo Bei restrained his smile slightly, and pretended to listen carefully: "I see."

After that, the Dean of Academic Affairs was temporarily called out, leaving only Mo Bei and Han Jing.Han Jing still ignored him, and used a pen to draw circles on a piece of paper.Mo Bei walked behind her, and when she noticed, she "swipe" to protect the paper in her arms, turned around and looked at him warily.

Mo Bei laughed: "Is there any secret on the paper that I can't read?"

Han Jing looked at him with contempt: "Is it still a secret to tell you what secret it is?"

Mo Bei let out a "yo" and showed a faint smile: "Could it be the portrait of that boy?"

Han Jing continued to look at him with contempt: "I don't like him."

"Then why do you want to go for a walk together? Or hold hands?"

"Although I don't like it, I don't hate it either." Han Jing borrowed what he used to say, and then gave him an example, "You don't like those Baibai Yunlanlan every day, why don't you still date them?"

This time, Mo Bei, who was always eloquent, was rarely at a loss for words.He paused, then paused again, trying to find out the differences between the two: "Jingjing, you are different from me..."

Han Jing was aggressive: "What's the difference?"

It's a bit dangerous to talk about this topic, Mo Bei tried his best to express his meaning tactfully: "You are a girl, but I am not."

He spoke very implicitly, but Han Jing already understood.She looked into his eyes and asked, "What else?"

"Other than that?"

Han Jing's eyes were a little disappointed.It just so happened that the Dean of Education opened the door and came in. She quickly threw her schoolbag into his arms, resting her hands on her knees, and continued to be her obedient card.

Han Jing was sent home by the teacher, and on the way home with Mo Bei, Han Jing's temper was even bigger than Mo Bei's, and she always had a sullen face, unwilling to pay attention to him.

Mo Bei looked for a topic: "Is the Dean of Education just now what you call 'Master Miejue'?"

Han Jing rested her chin and looked out the window.

Mo Bei continued to look for topics: "And the bald headmaster I saw just after leaving school, is he what you call the 'Minister of the Central Committee'?"

Han Jing continued to look out the window with her chin in her hand.

At a red light and parking, Mo Bei leaned over, stopped talking, and directly grabbed her head and twisted it around.

Han Jing looked at him resentfully.

Mo Bei's face turned cold slightly, and he said in a solemn voice: "Jingjing. You wouldn't be like this before. I hope the two of us can be open and honest. I can't guess what you want to know and what you want. You always need to tell me. "

"I said you can't do it."

Mo Bei smiled: "Tell me. So far, I haven't gotten you any of the things you want? There is still a meteorite in the storage room at home."

It was one of the birthday presents Mo Bei gave Han Jing when she was 12 years old and provoked him to want the stars in the sky.

Han Jing looked at him very calmly, and said every word clearly and slowly: "I hate that you are flirtatious, and I hate that you have so many girlfriends. I hate it very, very, very much."

Mo Bei's eyes gradually became a little unreadable. His amber light-colored eyes looked at Han Jing for a while, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw that the red light had turned to green. He pursed his lips and said nothing. , the car rushed out suddenly.

For the first time in history, the two had a cold war for more than an hour.But in fact, [-]% of the reason is that Han Jing obviously felt guilty after saying that, and went straight to the bedroom after getting out of the car. She didn't have a chance to talk to Mo Bei, and even lied that she was uncomfortable at dinner and asked the servant to prepare It was sent directly to the bedroom upstairs.

Mo Bei naturally knew how careful she was, and didn't expose her.Still eating alone in the restaurant elegantly.

At night, Han Jing simply slept on her stomach in the bedroom, but she couldn't sleep well, and she woke up when Mo Bei gently pushed the door and came in.

With her back to the door, she felt him sitting down beside the bed, her body froze, and the quilt moved slightly.

But he still couldn't escape Mo Bei's eyes. He chuckled, leaned down, and whispered softly in her ear, "Still pretending to be asleep?"

His voice is like a faint scent of flowers, which makes people want to stop.Han Jing had to open her eyes, turned around and sat up, facing his handsome face, he didn't speak, just looked at her with a slight smile from the corners of his eyes.

Han Jing gritted her teeth, and pressed one hand on the back of his hand. Mo Bei raised her eyebrows, but did not express to make Han Jing more daring. She hugged his neck, and with a little force, her whole body hung on him. body.

It provoked Mo Bei to chuckle again.

Han Jing didn't speak.

As long as she could remember, Mo Bei's private life seemed to have been like this. This was his way of life, and she had nothing to criticize.Today she blurted out excessive words, which made her very annoyed.She actually felt as if she should say "I'm sorry," but she couldn't.

Mo Bei combed her hair with his fingers.He seems to have always liked to touch Han Jing's hair. When his fingers ran through her long curly hair, his eyes would be very gentle, so gentle that it would almost drip water.

"Jingjing," Han Jing leaned on his shoulder, and he said suddenly, "I won't have so many girlfriends in the future."

Han Jing pushed him away suddenly, looking for his eyes and the sincerity in his eyes.

Mo Bei smiled slightly: "But you can exchange one thing for another, and you can't fall in love early, and you can't mess around with boys like today."

Han Jing was shocked for a moment, and stared at him, as if she couldn't believe it.

Mo Bei slowly spread out a hand, looked back and forth between the palm and the back of the hand, and then said slowly: "You are still young when you are in love. When you grow up, you will meet someone you like. Do this kind of thing now , it's too early, I'm a negative example, you can't learn from me, do you understand?"

Han Jing nodded again and again, and didn't even bother to listen to the next words. A hug from a hungry tiger rushed to eat, and immediately crushed Mo Bei on the bed.The enthusiasm and joy in the eyes were undisguised, the petal-like lips curled up, and the voice was delicate and proud: "Little uncle, you really are my Aladdin magic lamp."

The week Han Jing went home for further education turned out to be her vacation.Mo Bei was also lazy the next day, and took her to S City for a tour, and the return ticket was scheduled for six days later.

It is actually rare for two people to travel alone like this.In the past, when Han Jing traveled with Mo Bei or went on a business trip, the latter was usually accompanied by another beautiful woman, usually his girlfriend at the time, or even his all-round special assistant.

I remember that when he was very young, Mo Bei once put her on his shoulders, holding her arms with both hands to travel.Han Jing finally fell asleep, lying on his head and drooling all the way.

Later, it became Mo Bei carrying his girlfriend's bag in one hand and holding her in the other.Later, for example, in the past two years, Han Jing would automatically become invisible when she went out to play in a tourist destination.

When Mo Bei and Han Jing got off the plane, there were already people waiting.Seeing Mo Bei trotting over, he greeted him with a smile on his face.Han Jing tightened Mo Bei's fingers, and found that among the five people who picked up the plane, besides the three eloquent managers, there were also two vase ladies standing aside who only smiled and didn't speak.

Her eyelashes flickered, and she got into the car with Mo Bei without saying a word.

On the way, Han Jing stayed close to Mo Bei, like a puppy defending its territory.Mo Bei's arms hurt from being hugged by her, and he couldn't help laughing: "Do you want to soak in the hot spring or go shopping at night?"

The principal in front was a little hesitant to speak, Mo Bei raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said, "What's the matter?"

"We hosted a welcome banquet for you tonight..."

Mo Bei let out a "huh", turned his head and asked Han Jing, "Do you want to go?"

Han Jing's answer was a moderate yawn.

Mo Bei smiled: "I see."

So the two were sent all the way to the hotel suite. Han Jing took a shower and went to bed, while Mo Bei propped his chin to watch the futures.After watching it for a while, I felt bored, and then played Tetris, which was even more boring for a while.

Han Jing downloaded this game into his mobile phone. As for why she insisted on playing his instead of using her own mobile phone, Han Jing's eyes dodged for a while, but she was very confident soon: "Your mobile phone has a long battery life. .”

Mo Bei: "..."

After playing for a while, he felt that he was really boring, so he leaned on the sofa to take a nap.After a while, he felt as if his eyes were covered by a cloud of shadows, accompanied by the scent of shampoo. He opened his eyes suddenly, and it was indeed Han Jing standing in front of him.

The little princess even got a good temper after she was full of sleep, bent over and looked at him with a smile: "Why don't you go to bed and sleep?"

She was wearing a royal blue nightdress, with long hair hanging in front of her body, her eyes were shining, and she was obviously in a very good mood. After speaking, she touched his long eyelashes leisurely.

She touched her, and Mo Bei tilted his head and stared at her for ten seconds, then hooked the corners of his lips, pretending to be pulled up vigorously by her: "Let's go to dinner."

Neither of them was very hungry, so they chose a quiet clubhouse to eat.As soon as he entered the hall, there was a guzheng quietly placed in front of the screen. When Mo Bei passed by, he plucked a few strings at random, and turned his head to look at Han Jing with a half-smile.

Han Jing understood immediately.He made it clear that he was laughing at her for giving up halfway in learning the guzheng a few years ago.At that time, she fell in love with this ancient lady's must-have musical instrument after watching a movie. However, after studying for a week, she traveled around with Mo Beidong, and when she came back, she no longer liked it. Too much to learn and too little to practice.Her perfunctory attitude even angered the tutor, who was so tortured by her that he resigned angrily. This can be regarded as one of the most evil things Han Jing has done.

Han Jing couldn't hold back, she raised her delicate eyebrows and shouted in a low voice: "You can't generalize! My piano and violin are both good, okay?"

Mo Bei walked forward with a lazy attitude: "I didn't say anything."

80.00% of Han Jing's piano and violin are taught by Mo Bei himself.When Han Jing was eight to 12 years old, she occupied him most of the time in the play room in the villa.

Mo Bei is a good teacher.Patience and meticulous, persuasive.Mo Bei's fingers are slender and beautiful. When jumping on the keys, they are as light as flowing water, like elves dancing. This is one of Han Jing's most unforgettable memories.When Mo Bei played the violin, his eyebrows and eyes were calm and focused, and the movements of pulling the strings were graceful and elegant, which was one of the most beautiful pictures in Han Jing's eyes.

When Mo Bei instructed Han Jing to play the piano, he sat on the left, and Han Jing sat on the right. The two hands, one big and one small, played "Ode to Joy" from slow to fast according to the score, and her body followed the music. The brisk beat swayed slightly, and Mo Bei also swayed with her swaying. Under the red sunset, two slanting long shadows appeared beside the glass window of the music room. No regrets.

The hall is very elegantly decorated.Mo Bei and Han Jing walked through the corridor led by the waiter, and suddenly heard an uncertain murmured question: "... Mo Bei?"

A woman about the same age as Mo Bei was standing on the side of the corridor. Seeing them turning their heads at the same time, her eyes instantly changed to a little excitement that she was trying to suppress but still couldn't suppress.

Mo Bei looked her up and down, pondered for a moment, and then read out the other party's name: "Han Bing."

Han Bing has regained his composure, and smiled, with a sense of self-deprecation and sarcasm: "I really didn't expect you to still remember my name."

Mo Bei automatically skipped this sentence, and looked her up and down: "What a coincidence. Have you finished eating?"

Han Bing looked at him with a smile: "I haven't eaten by myself, please treat me."

This seemed to mean that an uninvited guest came uninvited, but the other party had already mentioned it, and Mo Bei, who had always been ruthless towards women but also a gentleman, quickly adapted to the changing situation and had a "threesome".

On the surface, the dinner was very harmonious, but in reality, everyone was probably very upset.Mo Bei smiled the most like a spring breeze. His smile was always flawless. Han Jing couldn't tell how much of his internal injury was; When the meal was called to the waiter, her unbearable smile finally collapsed a bit; and Han Jing herself was quite unhappy, she thought it was rare to travel alone with Mo Bei, and Mo Bei should only belong to her these days, but she didn't. Thinking of meeting an old friend, and this old friend seems to be returning to T City on the same flight as them.

On the way, Han Bing went to the bathroom. Han Jing propped her chin with one hand and asked Mo Bei weakly: "What is the origin of this man?"

"You have such a bad memory at such a young age." Without raising his head, Mo Bei peeled off a shrimp and swallowed it by himself, "Han Bing was once introduced to me by your Aunt Mo as a blind date. According to your Uncle Mo, Han Bing is well-matched, Beautiful and generous, with high IQ and EQ, and a good reputation. She is his favorite future daughter-in-law."

Although Han Jing called Mo Bei's little uncle, Mo Bei's mother was too repulsed by the word "grandma", so Han Jing called Mo's father and mother Mo Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo.Han Jing suddenly turned cold: "I have never heard of such an important number one person. Why didn't anyone tell me?"

"Huh? Didn't the old man tell you? I thought you had already seen it that time." Mo Bei touched Han Jing's head and smiled slightly, "What's your expression? Don't you like her? You pouted It can hang a spoon."

Han Jing grabbed his hand and held it tightly: "Then will you marry her in the future?"

Mo Bei thought for a while: "I don't know yet."

Han Jing was very dissatisfied with this answer.Staring at him for a long while, he bit his tiger's jaw viciously: "I'm going to the bathroom too." Then he ran away.

In the next two days, Han Jing and Mo Bei went to the small island in the sea of ​​S city to play.The island is lush with green trees and has sufficient running water and electricity. Han Jing and Mo Bei stayed at the villa on the island for one night.At night, the mosquito coils were lit, and there were no mosquito bites, but Han Jing still couldn't sleep, which directly led to a lack of energy when playing on the island the next day.

There is a thin single-plank bridge on the side of the road that can only be crossed by maintaining balance. Han Jing supported Mo Bei's hand and walked on it, asking, "Little uncle, do you feel the same way about that Han Bing as you do about your girlfriends?" ?”

It took Mo Bei a while to say: "It's not the same. The biggest difference is that her status means that she is not interested in my money or my power."

"She loves you very, very much, doesn't she?"

Han Jing said it casually, but Mo Bei heard it very strangely.He couldn't get used to the 16-year-old Han Jing being able to say the word "love" for a while, just like he couldn't get used to Han Jing's puppy love when he received a call from the dean.This instantly made his mood very delicate.

Mo Bei glanced at her, with a half-smile: "Little devil, this doesn't seem to be the question you should ask."

"Anyone can tell..." Han Jing muttered softly, "What about you? How do you feel about her?"

"..." Mo Bei bit the bullet and continued to answer, "Jingjing, you have to understand that my marriage is not destined to be as simple as freshness or love. If I marry Han Bing, the real reason for marriage is the need for marriage. Of course I also I don’t hate her. Maybe I can describe it to you like this... Since I will marry a wife one day, if I haven’t found a more desirable one when I’m thinking about it, it’s likely that you should call Han Bing a few years later Little aunt."

After listening to Han Jing, she let go of Mo Bei's hand without saying a word, and jumped off the single-plank bridge lightly by herself.

(End of this chapter)